Tunisia at Sunset. Morocco in the heavy heat of the night. Paris in the bustle of dinner time.
In these times of quarantine, I’ve found adventures in the most wonderful app. It’s Hellotalk. Fellow language learners reach out to practice their english with me, while I practice my feeble french. With the time change, it’s often hard to connect in usual times to others in far off locales. The benefit of these crazy times, is everyone’s sleep schedule is out of whack.
So Ottoman from Morocco munches on popcorn drizzled with chocolate at 3 am in the morning and talks to me about Life. It is as magical as one would imagine. Kal gets up on top of his roof to take a picture of the sunset in Tunisia for me. Sofiane in Paris tells me what she will make for dinner.
This time of Quarantine has connected and united all of us in so many ways. We speak of the boredom. Our governments. We speak of what we miss. We laugh at the absurdity of life in quarantine and what we will do when it’s over.
And we practice our respective languages. We encourage each other to make mistakes and to push past our comfort zones.
We are all just a gorgeous kaleidoscope of heart beats scattered over this wonderful blue green jewel we live on. Catapulting through a starry universe. Enjoying the gifts of our various countries even in this limited time.
We are all the same no matter where we live on the globe. We love our families, our cultures. We treasure good health and a peaceful land. I pray we are all back to regular activity soon.
In the meantime, I will enjoy my armchair travels. Life is a beautiful, beautiful thing.
Walking Charlie in the Spring air today, my heart Stirred. I felt it Lift and Soar and Jump in my Chest. A Warmth spread like honey warmed by the sun in my sweater and a small smile started to coax the corners of my mouth. I couldn’t help it, my head slowly rose to the sky as my breath became Deep and Full in my tummy.
A warm gust of air brushed little strands of hair across my face. Ice snapped and crackled under my boots. A bird sang a hopeful song. And there it was. A Melody. Life’s Melody. Awakening my senses and stirring me Once More.
I love you Life. Sing to Me Again. Wake me Up to Your Pleasures. Make me Dance this Beautiful Dance with you.
You’re the Ultimate.
I Love You.
Quand je suis Calme, je peux L’entendre.
J’ai realize au’jourd’hui que mon coeur l’entend avant moi.
Marcher Charlie dans l’air du printemps au’jourd’hui mon coeur s’agitait. Je l’ai senti se soulever, et sauter dans ma poitrine. Une chaleur repandue comme du miel rechauffe par le soliel dans mon pull et un petit sourire a commence a cajoler aux coins de ma bouche. Je ne pouvez pas m’en empecher, ma tete monta lentement vers le ciel alors que ma respiration devenait profonde et pleine dans mon ventre.
Une boufee d’air chaud effleura de petites meches de cheveux sur mon visage. La glace s’est cassee et a crepite sous mes bottes. Un oiseau a chante une chanson pleine d’espoir. Et C’etait La. Une Melodie. Melodie de la Vie. Eveillant mes sens et me remuant encore une fois.
Je t’aime Le Vie. Chante Encore pour moi. Revielle moi a tes plaisirs. Fais moi c’est une Belle Danse Avec Toi.
Riding the elevator to work today, I had this incredible overwhelming sense of love for all aboard. I didn’t know their stories nor their backgrounds. I didn’t know if they were good people or ones with horrible wicked tendencies. There was just this feeling of camaraderie. A sense of we are in this together and not meaning the four walls of the elevator.
We all shared one experience for sure. Birth. We were born into the world. Pure. Then everything became different. Vastly different for each one of us.
Life catapulted us forward. Some to privilege. Some straight into a path of suffering. But like birth, one thing we still experience together that’s the same is life force. A beating heart.
Because we breathe, we are worthy. Worthy of respect. Even the worst of us.
I felt an overwhelming desire that just that one day if possible even the not so deserving would have a good day. A peaceful one. One of hope. One of clarity. A day where the road was easier. The sun would shine a little warmer on their face.