And Now Do You See Me?
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dimanche 20 juillet 2014
Dance meditation
I've been saying for a while that I want to try meditation.
Some of my friends meditate.
However, as much as I said I wanted to try their technique...I've never been really compelled by it.
I'm an overthinker. I feel that trying to shut down my mind talking to me the first times will require a great amount of work. I don't mind the work, but I don't feel like it is what I really need.
So I never tried any of their methods.
This morning, while reading some unrelated blogs, I discovered a technique called Dance meditation.
Basically, you dance to meditate.
I love dance. Dance is basically my whole life.
I often dance. Like almost everyday.
I'm always choreographing stuff, etc.
I quit dance ages ago, but I've been missing it so much.
So I started looking online for few examples, few techniques, etc..
And this is now what I want to try.
Some of my friends meditate.
However, as much as I said I wanted to try their technique...I've never been really compelled by it.
I'm an overthinker. I feel that trying to shut down my mind talking to me the first times will require a great amount of work. I don't mind the work, but I don't feel like it is what I really need.
So I never tried any of their methods.
This morning, while reading some unrelated blogs, I discovered a technique called Dance meditation.
Basically, you dance to meditate.
I love dance. Dance is basically my whole life.
I often dance. Like almost everyday.
I'm always choreographing stuff, etc.
I quit dance ages ago, but I've been missing it so much.
So I started looking online for few examples, few techniques, etc..
And this is now what I want to try.
samedi 19 juillet 2014
Juste Une P'tite Nuite
J'sais ben qu't'étais, pas faite pour moé
Mais j'm'ennuie pareil, as-tu compris?
J'm'ennuie d'tes cuisses, j'm'ennuie d'tes seins
J'm'ennuie d'tes yeux, t'ennuies-tu des miens?
J'sais ben, j'sais ben, dis-moé le pu
J'était pas fait pour toé non plus
T'es faite comme un ordinateur
Sorry no compute, que c'est que j'fais astheure?
Câlisse reste donc, juste une p'tite nuite
Pis on va s'aimer, jusqu'au matin
T'es t'obligée d'partir, j'sais ben
Mais t'es pas obligée d'partir tout'e suite!
Mais j'm'ennuie pareil, as-tu compris?
J'm'ennuie d'tes cuisses, j'm'ennuie d'tes seins
J'm'ennuie d'tes yeux, t'ennuies-tu des miens?
J'sais ben, j'sais ben, dis-moé le pu
J'était pas fait pour toé non plus
T'es faite comme un ordinateur
Sorry no compute, que c'est que j'fais astheure?
Câlisse reste donc, juste une p'tite nuite
Pis on va s'aimer, jusqu'au matin
T'es t'obligée d'partir, j'sais ben
Mais t'es pas obligée d'partir tout'e suite!
Why I Am Not Nice and Sweet.
''You are nice and sweet, but I have to be honest...''
I hate being nice and sweet.
I know I try to be nice and sweet as much as I can be.
For strangers, for friends, for everybody.
But please. We have been together for a certain time.
Don't use nice and sweet to describe me.
Maybe you missed what I truly am?
I am an educated woman.
I am an artistic woman.
I am hard-working, but sometimes (okay, often) lazy woman.
I am shy, but yet I talk A LOT.
So, I am a talkative woman.
I am a sensitive woman.
I am a strong woman.
I am a dreaming woman.
I am an overthinking woman.
I could go on.
I don't know if it is because I have now examined all this in all its angle (trust me, I will manage to find many more angles), but this sentence...I really don't like it. Makes me feel like all that you perceived from me is contained in those two words. Nice and Sweet.
I could have been a bitch, would you have stayed with me?
''You are a bitch, but I have to be honest...''
ps: this blog entry applies not only to my recent break-up but also to other break ups I had in the past. I am a woman tired of being told that ''She is nice and sweet, but...''
I hate being nice and sweet.
I know I try to be nice and sweet as much as I can be.
For strangers, for friends, for everybody.
But please. We have been together for a certain time.
Don't use nice and sweet to describe me.
Maybe you missed what I truly am?
I am an educated woman.
I am an artistic woman.
I am hard-working, but sometimes (okay, often) lazy woman.
I am shy, but yet I talk A LOT.
So, I am a talkative woman.
I am a sensitive woman.
I am a strong woman.
I am a dreaming woman.
I am an overthinking woman.
I could go on.
I don't know if it is because I have now examined all this in all its angle (trust me, I will manage to find many more angles), but this sentence...I really don't like it. Makes me feel like all that you perceived from me is contained in those two words. Nice and Sweet.
I could have been a bitch, would you have stayed with me?
''You are a bitch, but I have to be honest...''
ps: this blog entry applies not only to my recent break-up but also to other break ups I had in the past. I am a woman tired of being told that ''She is nice and sweet, but...''
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