“Be regular and orderly in your life…so that you may be violent and original in your work.” – Gustave Flaubert
The rentrée used to make me jittery. Perhaps counterintuitively, August has always been my favorite month, not despite, but because of how it changes the face of the city: shops close, streets empty, Parisians flee to the countryside for month-long vacations. Left in the wake is more space, a slower pace and time to properly indulge.
EVERYTHING gets in on the rentree action, including…artificial plants?
When everyone comes pouring back in September, the flurry of activity after the calm of summer jolts me. The very air brims with nervous energy on overdrive. The start of school, the return to work, signups for everything under the sun from gym memberships to classes through the mairie.
This year, though, I truly joined in the spirit of the rentrée. I’ve realized that it spells renewal and opportunity. Setting new intentions. Creating a new schedule. Really, the rentrée is more important than New Year’s for making resolutions.
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The shortest day of the year, the one with least light.
And it’s true there is darkness.
Here’s a song called “Winter Solstice,” haunting and beautiful for the day.
The light starts growing again now.
What will you bring into the light?
Published September 16, 2011
Stuff About Sion
Tags: light, paris
Blast off to your dreams! (Or, at least, Menilmontant)
Today celebrates a happier anniversary than my previous post: my five-year Paris birthday. Half a decade of living in the City of Light. Wow!
Everything I said last year about my Paris birthday still stands: I’m grateful for the adventure. Life is imperfect. The imperfect can be beautiful.
This year it’s kind of an interesting confluence of events. Yesterday I received the convocation to appear in divorce court. The date will be October 10.
Though I’ve been making my way and getting stronger every day, that letter definitely did a doozy on me. It’s not unexpected, it is the next step in the way forward, but it still sliced through my heart. To face the reality, the final decree.
Then again, think of what shines through where I am pierced.
“Don’t turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That’s where the light enters you.” –Rumi
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