attention! warning!I will write this post in english not because I am ashamed of my mother tongue, but because I wish to be understood by the international people I encountered in the past week in Brazil. Therefore, this article contains lots of love, dreams and hope. Just so you are all aware, if you read through this, you may think I sound like a carebear. ;) By the way, I don’t think I have ever written an article this long. dear dreamers,
This Israeli guy was invading my bubble, but his energy seemed phenomenon so I let him in. He asked me if I knew about this empowerment center that he had recently opened with his friends. I had no clue, so he offered me a tour of his place. We crossed the passarella and I discovered this incredible story... Three young fellows that became friends in the Israeli army found each other in building this project that is the complete opposite of running an army. They escaped their reality to make their dream the only reality in this little paradise between the mountain and the ocean. They acquired this piece of land from Rosemary, an elderly lady who was diagnosticated from cancer and who had no longer energy to take care of her property. Therefore, their project became Rosemary dream. I, then, told him about my own projects and I related to their aspiration in empowering people to help them finding their soul mission. I had a dream from the very second I step on their land. For those who know me a little bit, you probably already know what this dream is about…
They are not like my followers as I am not a popular YouTuber, they are little doers who take part in the missions I offer them. The 2017 summer was so busy and overwhelming with projects for them that I am still trying to find my way out of this tsunami of work. I had planned a week of vacation to feel and enjoy Rosemary place and people, but the wave was still after me. My vacation turned out to be a workation and I arrived in that amazing place like a fireball of stress. Everyone was so warm and welcoming towards my presence, kisses and hugs. A great dose of affection that I am really not used to receive and that sort of makes me uncomfortable. In the end, it feels like I want to bring all this love back to my loved ones in Quebec. As I was not taking part in the heart attack project which last for a month, I was called a dreamer which I thought suited me well. The heart attack participants were here to follow a very tight program of workshops and training to live their own heart attack feeling. I was here to reboost my battery to pursue my dreams and acknowledge my recent failures and mistakes. From a social media perspective, they all look so perfect and beautiful. From a down to earth perspective, they made me feel legitimate with my own dreams and projects. No one is perfect. We all have to deal with our personal inner demons and struggles. The very first person who had a meaningful conversation with me was David, a very empathic life coach from Australia. With a few questions, he got astonished by the intensity of my brain activity. I can’t blame him, who doesn’t. I get dizzy myself just to think about how much I have to think to make things happen for my crew and me. Then when people ask me what I do for a living, I look at them to see if they want the short or real answer. If I feel they want to meet my authenticity, I start vomiting my brain content on them... Talking with him made me realize my weakness in trying to do everything on my own. This summer was a big test for me, I had projects that had enough budget in order to hire someone to help me out with the editing step of our productions. But as I said yes to every opportunities, I had no time to assist my helper. Forgive me Claudia! So I ended up doing all the work and having no vacation at all. It may seem to you that I am relaxing in Brazil if you look through my Instagram feed, but I am really away working as hard. It is still a luxury to be able to do work in distance, so I am deep down grateful for all that. Then, talking to his brother Paul who is also a Rosemary’s inspirational life coach, I would end up with the same concerns. What can be learned from these recent failures? What can I do to avoid situations like that and become more efficient in running this unconventional organization but more importantly making it survive through time without me collapsing? These are the questions that I need to meditate on. But it feels like I have no time to think being in the rush of finishing important mandates that we got. Paul then told me, there is always time, you just have to make it. That’s true, but not if you say yes to every offer that comes up to Le Machin Club. Then choose wisely, you would think, right? I don’t want the kids or I to miss any great opportunity. I am taking the time right now to write this post because I am really grateful for the moments that I shared with this community. I do know that I am at that turning point where I need to find partners in all projects I cherish. I have been fiercily independent all my life. If I can be a positive leader for children, can’t I be for adults too?
I met Cameron, a backpacker from Australia who was a good friend with the two coaches, living with chronic pain on a daily basis, he shared with me his life vision and his perspectives were like a real enlightment to the chance I have that I found my mission or was it the mission that found me… It also depends on the perspective you take. Before leaving Rosemary Dream for another hostel, he told me that I had to get to know this young legend next door, Carolina.
Therefore, I started thinking… What if the working partners I need were as unconventional as my organization is? I don’t want to convince people to work with me, neither would I want to convince any guy to fall in love with me. I am a bawse, I create wonderful moments to forge young superheros! I am amazing and so is my mission, so I shouldn’t have to convince anyone about that, it should irradiate from me. I am starting to sound like a Superwoman, THE superwoman.
Thanks Lilly to remind me to conquer life my way!
At the end of my meal, I gave him all the pins I had on my jeans vest. At this very specific moment, I felt like I could never escape my mission even if I wanted to. Kids magnet forever!
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