Auteur : Florence Dambricourt
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Lunch time philosophy
It all started in the train this morning. I met X, and X went on and on and on… « you should see that, unbelievable »… « I can’t believe it is happening again »… « it’s all such a mess »… and “really how could Y do that to me »…. and on and on and…
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Wait… I’m safe…
Hum… no car crash whatsoever? No personal attacks? No depression or tentative to kill myself? No life threatening illness? No life changing event? No unnatural death in the family? Not even a broken bone… Gosh, how will I survive? Please, give me a motivational speech by an ordinary person like…
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A heart beating
A heart, beating slowly with the rhythm of the wind; a heart for my tired soul murmuring softly, still with the wind; A heart in a city, bathed in the smell of a pine tree, the leaves as thin as a caress. Time has stopped, but the moment is here…
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mirron, mirror…
You know we had standards, right up from our fairy tales, and in those standards when asked, the mirror always replies « Of course fairest of them all, you are the most beautiful one » and then it arrived…. the fitness mirror… « Mirror, mirror; am I the most beautiful of them all? »…
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strike by lightning
There is the bike there, upside down, the tools there looking me down, the repair kit, and the bucket (the one that does not have my list on), and me in the middle of the kitchen wondering of the next step. Wow – illumination – more than 20 years cycling…
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comics and common thread
Between Godzilla, king Kong and the princess what is the common thread? You may say they are all staring in movies, they may all be puppet of Walt Disney, they entertain us at times in the evening… still… I don’t know the answers but I would bet I came across…
Self-leadership en action 