Passion of words

I've always loved learning and trying new things. I was frequently told that doing this or that was impossible. I preferred to listen to my little inner self and follow through on my ideas and actions instead of believing in my inability.

In my vision of life, I believe in helping each other instead of discouraging, humiliating and/or oppressing others. Sharing knowledge is a sublime gift, a gift of giving to others. We're here to elevate ourselves, not diminish ourselves.

I was looking for recognition in everything I did, I had an intrinsic need to please and my desire to perform was high. I was always learning new sports or expanding my personal knowledge. I wanted to excel in everything.

Letters in all their forms were a passion for me, and I got a great sense of satisfaction from stringing words together to create a coherent text, and most of the time, that was a good thing!  

I was a bit like the child who dreamed of becoming the next Céline Dion or the next Connor McDavid of writing, but I had to tell my ego to be realistic. I approached professionals for advice, and against all odds, they encouraged me to keep going.

As a young adult, I was ill and went through a kind of rehabilitation. It was in writing that I first spread my wings. It was an escape to express: my joys, my sorrows, my anger, my fears! I blossomed as soon as I wrote. When inspiration failed, I'd listen to music and transform myself into a ballerina (minus the grace) in my living room. To my neighbors who have witnessed my outbursts of energy, and sometimes still do, I can confirm that I'm not crazy, I'm just in creation mode. If you enjoyed the show, that's great!

They wanted to extinguish my artistic enthusiasm and required me to make a disgusting promise: never write again. The worst part was agreeing to comply with this ridiculous demand. I had been dead inside for too many years. My rebirth came when I affirmed myself and went back to what I was passionate about.

In September, I had a sudden inspiration, perhaps others would say, a brain bubble, and decided to write the lyrics of a song. I couldn't explain how this unusual idea came up, but it did. I loved composing my text and wanted to add music to my words. I wouldn't presume to say that it's a great success, but I'm proud of it and I'm sharing it with you:

https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/001b41_960473b4a3414537b6a074b56899b55a.mp3

I have a myriad of dreams, and I try to make them come true one by one. Venus Williams said: if you believe in yourself when no one else does, you've already won! Encouraging people to follow through on a project and guiding them towards infinite possibilities will be the most precious gift you can give.