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Désordre 2012 ( Original French text with translation in post below as “A cleaning frenzy-disorder” )


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Désordre
——–

Ensemble
On commence
Sa vie.
Les enfants
Arrivent.
On amasse.
On s’entasse
Espérant
Trouver
Une pause
A travers
Une chose.
On s’enfonce
Dans l’amour
Et les couches
Sales.
Ignorant
Le chaos
Le désordre
De l’esprit
De l’âme
Par habitude
Par lassitude.

La douceur
Les câlins
Les bisous
Barbouillés
De purée.
L’insomnie
L’inquiétude
D’un cri
D’une jeune
Tête
Enfiévré
Sont nos
” Desserts ”
Parfumés
Du moment
De l’instant
De l’éternité
Imaginer

————–

Puis un jour
Le ” toujours ”
A prit
Une tournure.
Des adultes
Bien aviser
Vous donnent
La réplique
Vous explique
Vous implique
Dans leurs vies
Sophistiquer.
Vous vous appliquez
Et vous apprenez
Comme
Un bébé,
Des lois
Qui n’ont
Jamais
Existé.
Ils ont
Quitté
Le nid
Douillé,
Mais retournent,
Le temps compté
Pour être
Rassurer.

—————

Puis la torpeur
S’est dissipé.
Finalement
On ” voit ”
Leurs passé
Accumulé
Délaissé
Par des armoires
Bondés

—————

On remédie
Par des-ordres
Donner
A la tribu
Immobilisé
Dans un geste
De solidarité.
Les souvenirs
Dépliés
Dépoussiérer
Quelques larmes ( les miennes!)
Beaucoup d’amour.
Une conscience ( eux )
D’être arriver
A l’indépendance
A la vie

—————-

Et nous,
D’avoir
Donné
D’avoir
vécu
Et commencer
une vie
D’ordre
De sérénité
Et d’amasser
Entasser
La spiritualité
La gaieté
L’insouciance
La bonne
ambiance.
Les

VACANCES!!!

Getting used to quality 2012 ( O.A Experience )


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Hi everyone!

Do you know how usually you take a book and start at page one because that’s how it’s done, you follow the rules, but then, just once, tell yourself, what the heck I’ll start where I feel like starting and find yourself starting at the end. Then becoming so captivated by the writer’s style that you find yourself leafing the pages backwards?
Well, that’s what I felt like doing today.

I had in plan of presenting to you the first essay I had written, but then, today wanted to go with the feeling not the rule. Throwing all caution to the wind and giving you my last work which is of today called ” Getting used to quality “.

Getting used to quality
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My longest abstinence, of not so late, lasted three months.
Three months of bliss, of being and feeling ” normal “. Those are times when one feels touched by the grace of our higher power ( or whatever you feel like calling it ).
We could be, day in day out, in the presence of all our binge foods, staring at us, yet, know in our mind and heart that it’s not ours.

We don’t do this anymore. We do life. We experience it happening and appreciate every moment as it comes, in all its blessings.
We have projects, plans, enthusiasm and go about realizing them as the natural flow of life.

We don’t feel heroic, just happy to BE. In its full sense.

No thunder or lightning, just tranquility and satisfaction of going  where the stream takes us.
So, logic would demand a continuation of what is good no?

Yet, we relapse over and over again. Nevertheless, relapse get fewer, shorter and abstinence longer as a consequence.
The wisdom collected along this arduous journey is priceless too.
We shouldn’t underestimate that. It becomes a powerful tool to help oneself and others in program.

But how I pray to get that motivation and zest for life back again!

How I long it to invade the empty space It had left on Its way out.

That’s probably part of the journey. The more we’re abstinent, the more we get use to GOOD in our life, the less we settle for mediocrity.

There’s awareness to quality versus quantity.

Quality becomes the essence. The truth. And we’d rather give up the quantity of food we’d stashed up in our body oblivious to the treasures laid at our feet.
The treasures of light in our life. That’s what we call quality today.

Thank you for taking time to read this.