....tomorrow at this hour I will be on plane towards India, going to the International Congress. I just had a glimpse of excitement in all the chores I still need to finish before I leave. I went to bed at 5.30, and was back up at 8.30, and I guess the following night will be the same!But I have this high excitement, and my energy is huge just at the thought of the wonderful experience waiting for us. Going to India was one of my dreams since I was little, but it was that kind of dream that you don't think it will actually come true. I still have short moments when I'm scared that something will happen and I will miss the flight or I won't be able to go :)It's a blind date, but I'm already in love with the country!
Yeah, I wish!!! No, it’s not about a relationship, but it is about love, though not the kind you’re thinking of! It’s about loving yourself! Yes, you heard me, yourself, and don't even go thinking what you were about to think :)
I went to the seaside this weekend, for the first time this year. Not to mention that last year I only spent 3 days all summer, compared to all the years until then, when I used to stay for at least 2 weeks at the sea.
The experience was a mixture of what I felt when I was a child and spent the holidays with my family, and the feelings of teenage rebellion. The salty smell of seawater, the yucky seaweeds smelly from time to time, the breeze, the touch of cold water…..ah, I loooooooove the sea, I love it, I love it, I love it!!! This was just like back in childhood, with the long summer holidays.
But this was the only relaxing part of the trip. The other consisted in frivolous details, dancing in posh clubs, driving around the resorts, the girls dressing up, the boys showing off their belongings! I used to think these things matter, but for the past years I stepped further on and never looked back. This was a positive reminder that these things really do not matter, but it’s nice to experience them once in awhile.
So I was saying something about loving yourself. Yes, I guess this is the most important lesson we always forget! How many people really love themselves? And how many times are we more critical to ourselves than someone else will ever be? I’m the first person to say critic is good, it means you are ambitious and won’t settle for less! But I also think we should remember to love ourselves and treat us right :p
Oh, yes, going to the seaside now made me realize it’s good to be me! There are many things I love about myself: my mind, my body, my energy, my nonconformist attitude… Don't ask me why, but seeing the other girls look at me gelously remined me I have a lot to appreciate about myself!
My thought: pay more attention to a special person in my life: ME :)