Inspiration

you feel the sun on your skin and you breath some fresh air while your human insignificant life turns into something enjoyable - when you start breaking the chains of your soul, only then you can start feeling free again. Those chains are caused by your mind and simply yourself, they might be triggered by some external factors but still - you are the only person who could imprison himself. Letting go makes sense when your wounded soul can't stand the pain anymore; of course it would be much better if you could get free even before feeling any pain. But as everything in life, even pain does have a reason - its supposed to act as a waking call. Wake up tomorrow and feel how the new day will give you power and strength, how you can embrace the world.
Fantasy got lost in the old days. When you were young and believed in fairy tales. When tinker bell was your favorite fairy and simba your most loved lion. Try to get this fantasy back. Dreams are the only place where you can see and feel who and whatever you wish to. Like in never land. If you take a little piece of your personal never land with you day by day you can accomplish total freedom: to live up your dreams.

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My first love.

You showed me how to smile. How to cheer up after a rough time.You taught me that tomorrow is a new day and the sun is shining every next morning. You made me feel comfortable everywhere I go. You told me that everything might taste good and I just gotta try. You filled my heart with love and every time I've left you it felt like I left my heart with you. Life seemed empty without you. You were the one who made me feeling home. you made me feel like I am somebody.Not a number in the crowd but somebody noticeable. Thank you love, for making me who I am.
My first love: MAHDIA, Tunisia. I miss you - big time !

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The moment

Your life is planed? The day is scheduled and the minutes are counted. Why are we always falling in a pattern of organizing things to death? Is it biologically justified or did society make us following the frame? It’s not reasonable and responsible to live without any plans and any aims in life but on the other hand sometimes you just gotta enjoy the moment, enjoy every second of what’s happening without thinking too much about what’s coming next. Sometimes letting yourself drop makes you feel alive again. Away from routine and daily stress; living the moment makes you feel like life is bearable … it makes you feel useful, more useful than just a little gear functioning in a gear box. Living the moments as they come and as they go, means feeling every taste of life more intensely and more passionately.

Living doesn’t mean planning tomorrow, thinking about future like every detail could be counted and considered – Life is no puzzle you can put together before you live it. You rather need to enjoy every piece of the mosaic that life gives you; although some pieces  tend to seem lonely, sad and depressing when they come alone. Yet in the bigger picture they make part of a beautiful artwork. Life.

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Zuggeflüster ( train whispers )

One of the most interesting places to observe people; somehow you are forced to watch them. In a certain timeframe the people sitting next each other have the same goal: reaching a particular destination. During this time some read books, most of them listen to music but a lot of people just stare around. I love meeting people in the train, people I don’t know just to chat a bit. Not every time I take the train of course - but sometimes would be nice. It’s my social side which thinks that it’s a human feature shared by all cultures in the world which says: when two or more people are stuck together in a wagon it would be the most natural thing just to start talking. Surely you don’t talk to everybody, but sometimes to some people – seems natural, doesn’t it? I travel a lot by train and I can’t help myself but observing the atmosphere, the people’s moods and behavior. Having a nice chat while travelling isn’t a frequent experience I can write about, it’s rather seldom. My eyes wander around I see stressed, unsatisfied moody faces. Noisy headphones or young people who are having loud conversations are breaking the awkward silence. While the wheels are juddering and the landscape is behind us faster than the eye can realize, the people around me don’t show any social attitude. “ Excuse me “ and “ Thank you “ may be the most frequent words said in a train depending in which country you are travelling,  but that doesn’t even sound nearly like small talk, does it ? I began hating trains they let me realize the failure of mankind’s social competence nowadays. Living in a developed country where basically everybody has shelter and nobody starves to death nor do we have a war going on here – I can say that there are no immense local problems at the moment which could cause this sorriness and sadness of my fellow train passengers. This observation didn’t take place lately; it has been ages ago since I was a little life loving pupil asking people in the tube on my way to school why nobody was smiling and whether there is any strict law saying that you are not allowed to have fun in a train or a tube.  On the other hand many people are nice when you talk to them and when you take the first step in “social competence” but that doesn’t keep them from being same sad stressed and unsatisfied the next day. My dreamy little heart is as usual too sensitive towards the atmosphere in a train but after having experienced quite the opposite of what I was describing when I was in Rome, life gave me another angle to observe things. The elderly ladies smiled at me and were very kind – my heart was flattering and I began thinking that maybe it’s not the whole mankind which has no social competence maybe it is just the place I live in maybe just the mentality I grew up in. Being a little bit too much myself in the Italian train (applying make-up using perfume ) didn’t discourage  my follow passengers to talk to me (in Italian which I barely speak) and they kept up the conversation even though they might not have understood all of what I was trying to say. You remember such “unimportant “little things after you are back in your daily life watching the stressed and sorrowed people around you. You remember that on some places on earth people are not afraid of chatting and laughing a bit. You might not remember what those people exactly told you but you won’t forget that you laughed with them in a particular timeframe when both of you had the same goal and the same destination – sounds really normal and natural and above all it sounds very human.

Being self-critical as always, I must assume that maybe I’ve adjusted myself to the introverted cold mentality of my environment and my outer appearance might not say: “hey let’s chat you seem nice”. Humm but I am also person who smiles before she does anything else …which shouldn’t make me frightening for others, right?

Everybody has a bad day sometimes a bad month and some might even have a bad year – but it can’t be all of you guys out there at the same time. I don’t think people should end up talking all the time they enter a train but a fresh smile , a little chat or a nice conversation once in a while would make these unimportant 10 minutes of your life more pleasant  and who doesn’t want to have a pleasant time when s/he has nothing else to day anyway ?

Passenger Train Painting - Passenger Train Fine Art Print - Bob Dornberg

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City Stress and Hapiness

City Stress and Hapiness by ines-iny featuring sports jewelry

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Kain sheer tank top
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Drape jacket
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Mother jeans
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Lace up bootie
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Shoes
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Burberry coated canvas tote
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Michael Kors sports jewelry
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Chain jewelry
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Tom Ford Private Blend Lipstick True Coral One Size
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Keep Calm And Carry On Rug
$498 - anthropologie.com

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Impatience

Summer. The sun is supposed to shine and I am supposed to feel full of joy de vivre again. Unfortunately the sun is not shining and I feel listless. Germany is not really a nice holiday resort and I really can't wait to be in Tunisia soon, counting the days and crossing them in the wall almanac makes me being so excited. My opened suitcase on the floor makes me even more fond of traveling; my mind is already wandering through the diverse and sunny piece of earth in North Africa. It is said that the sun makes you feel more comfortable and I honestly approve that people in the south are smiling a lot more. This is what I am being impatient about : ambling through the narrow alleys, smelling a mix of the salty sea and the oriental fragrances, while watching children enjoying their childhood in front of their homes..but what I really can't wait to see are those people who make you happy just because they respond your smile."الضحك يضوي القلب" my mothers uses to say, which means " laughter heals the heart" and she is right - that's why I need to go back to the place where I learned that how ever life treats you be patient and smile. Maybe this sensitive little heart of mine needs to be healed by the Tunisian hospitality and warmth. Those little things not many people pay attention to, are the ones which make feel relaxed and happy inside; I can't wait going into the corner shops and being friendly greeted, being helped and welcomed by everyone even those I don't know. The feeling of being at the place where I belong is fading and I can't stop thinking about feeling at home again.

The sea is waiting for me it must be as impatient as I am.. we share a long history together, we fell in love the first time we met. I am impatient to see the blue-green clear water rushing at the beach...I can't wait to see the small and big waves competing to be the first to arrive at the beach, reaching me.
The days are passing by and I can't do anything but being impatient. All those little things popping up in mind make me more than excited.

Dear beloved Tunisia, I know you have suffered from a lot of political and economical issues lately but I believe in you, in you and in your people. I know that you won't give up smiling and being patient and that things will get better. I promised you to come back as soon as I can and here I am doing nothing but dreaming about how the summer with you is going to be.
I am impatient about seeing my patient country again.

I dedicate this ancient Tunisian song to all the people out there who miss their country , who can't wait to enjoy their home again.. those who are as impatient as I am.

ريحة البلاد / Ri:ħet Lebled / The country's scent
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFfYKv2OjuM

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Dear eyelashes, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles. Do your job !

Call it superstition -but we all wish something when we blew out the candles on our birthday cake or when we see a shooting star.  There is some hope left for our dreams to become true even when we might have early realized that the pennies and dandelions don't have magic power . Anyways, to all the dreamers out there: don't stop dreaming, don't stop hoping - you are not the only one :)

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at the end of the day it's no big deal

A wise woman used to calm me down with this phrase in all the stressful and difficult situation I was facing and finally I figured out that it's true. At the end of the day nothing is a big deal -  as long we are healthy we should rather be grateful than disappointed, sad and angry.

[ Thanks to Khalee Taharee ]

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