In one of the discussions about decisions and opportunities,
my yoga mentor and “2nd mom”, Louise, told me in a sarcastic tone “it’s hard to be young, you have so many
choices, so many opportunities that you don’t know what to do and where to go.”
And that is completely true.
Have you ever wondered what would have been, if you made
that other choice?
What would be your life be like?
Well, I am not saying that I am not contented with what I
have chosen, I am completely happy with where I am now but just to give a try
and to create some sort of discussion with my brain, as I always do.
My two-week break after an intense summer season of
kiteboarding in Greece has brought me to the City of Love, Paris.
Paris?
Why did I choose to go to Paris?
It’s been the hardest summer away from home I’ve ever had, I
must admit. It was a struggle for me. But Alas, I’ve made it through in one
piece, thank god! Now, it’s time to rest and start fresh again. (PS: love your
body, you only have one)
In most, if not all my yoga practices, I’ve been wishing in
my intentions for a sign, a sign to help me decide on where to go to take this
much needed rest.
Find your Balance.
Hold your Ground.
(not really much of a sign, but a clue on what my soul needs
right now in order to regenerate and prepare me for what I think is the busiest
upcoming season in Asia).
A bit of History.
My Aunt, The youngest amongst my mom’s siblings, resides in
Paris.
I remember when I was young I would look up to her. My mom
would show photos of her in her travels and performances.
Her story is like a fairytale, she is this graceful,
beautiful dancer traveling the world with her art (dance) and finally residing
in Paris, fell in love and got married and now a mother of 2 beautiful girls,
running a family owned restaurant at the heart of the city.
Being born from a family of artists, dancers and “amateur” beauty
queens, my parents, particularly my mom made sure (being the only girl amongst
four children) that I was on same track. I was juggling classical ballet, piano
lessons, ballroom dancing classes, theatre arts, painting, etiquette classes
and even an interactive computer course on basic French for kids, plus of
course school.
After university, I was determined to go to Paris, go to
arts school and be everything that I always dreamed to be when I was 7 years
old.
But things change, we change, i changed. i cannot imagine myself living away from the beach, it was just to hard to be away from the ocean.
My childhood best friend shared the same sentiments, we were
inseparable and always up to no good, dreaming about stars, theatre, dance and
fashion A LOT!
Her name is Adrienne, she is now living in Paris studying
fashion design.
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Although I was groomed to be a prim and proper young lady, I
loved playing in the streets. Skating, Biking, Roller Hockey, all these fun
activities that only boys were playing at that time. (I was still one of those
lucky kids who played in the streets, climbing trees and jumping cliffs instead
of playing Wii.)
Looking back, or even until now, am sure my mom disapproves
of most if not all of the activities that I do, which do not fit into the
category of Lady-Like, but now she is just left to accept what her little
ballet princess has become. – I hope she
still likes the fact that I often wear a rainbow ballet tutu when am out to
have some fun kiteboarding. Right mom?
I WOULD REALLY LOVE TO THANK MY MOM, with all the hard work she has done to make sure i grew with all these knowledge behind me. Oh Believe me it was not an easy job to raise me. LOL
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As much as I know I
do not need to justify my career of choice to anybody, I would like to share
with you what kiting brings to me - in my own sense of the world around me. it gives me so much inspiration .
Kiteboarding, which I
truly believe is my own interpretation of Dance, an expression of my soul the
way I know how, within the elements where I think I truly belong and that is
wind, water and a board
I loved the fact that i came to paris at this time, it was destined to be so i believe for me to be here at this state of soul, heart and mind. With openess to the world but also knowing what and who you want to be in the next few years.
thank you universe
Namaste <3 font="">
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So before setting out
to this small city adventure
I’ve set out a few
goals for me to do.
The goal of this trip
is to revisit my childhood dreams for a 2 weeks.
To rest my body to
prepare for a good season back in Asia.
To visit my family
and feel like a kid again.
(since I was in the
worst homesick-ish state i’ve EVER been)
To visit some friends,
particularly Adrienne
To get some
inspiration for the mind and soul.
(PS: don’t forget to
exercise your mind as well)
To Skydive.
To go back to
learning French
(I got stuck in
learning about fruits when I was young)
Finish my workbooks
(its always books
before boys J)
LOL
Gain a few kilos to
at least not look unhealthy-thin
(although now I think
I have to loose 1 kilo again)
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On my first day out
in Paris with my auntie,
Clad in her classic
Balenciaga demeanor, she gave me a look from head to toe with
what she believes is
a tacky taste in color combination and prints that resides in my outfit for the
day.
Are you a hippie? She
said.
