The New Beginning

Today is the 15th of October and it has been exactly one month and half since I came back to France.

I thought of reflecting a bit on this one month and half, since it feels like a milestone before opening a new larger chapter of life.

The best word I can use to describe everyday life is - rolling. Life is taking shape by rolling a tape everyday and slowing building the fabric of life.

Most of those tapes are quite similar, but sometimes I get to roll something different to enjoy some excitement of life.

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This way of living changed my perspective of life. I am putting bricks one by one everyday and something is taking shape out of it.

Sometimes it feels like I am a factory worker, or more so a farmer, who needs to take care of the soil, so he or she can plant seeds into a fertilised ground. Then he or she has to water the seeds and cultivate them to sprout. It is an effort to put in everyday, and nature do not excuse if the farmer is tired or slept over. The farm work is a work where no one can really take a day off or sick leave. The work will have to happen in order to get the autumn’s harvest. If not, the result is a barren land with nothing to yield.

It makes me admire farmers that their hard work is almost sacred. They turn the soil into gold, and create abundance from the essence of nature.

It is such an inspiration for how I want to live my life.

What I am becoming more sure of is that I need to take everyday seriously and make sure to put the bricks in everyday.

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I also like to imagine what future will look like.

While doing the brick work everyday, I am not forgetting to explore what I find interesting. For me, they are the ingredients to put into the soil, like the seeds that I am planting into my ground.

In the last two decades I have been admiring other people’s lives, but now I realise that my life has always been under my feet. I just forgot to stop and to understand it, and to enlarge it for me to see clearly.

Life is happening!

October 2026

Paris

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