How I relate this to love and relationships in general, because I feel that in our times it becomes increasingly difficult for people to fight through the difficulties any relationship brings with it and give up way too early, when the first bliss wears off. It is actually like in business, investors don't invest for free. if you work hard, it will, however, pay off....and we don't have to be afraid of those rewards and of being so blissfully happy. If we don't take it for granted nor shun the work....but well, listen, and see whether you agree....
Paris, 2002.
Little Jayjay, with an address of a brother of a cousin's wife in the back pocket of her jeans arrives at Gare de L'est, gets into the metro, finds a Mc Donalds to do the morning toilet and runs, as if abiding to an exact timing, into another backpacker who hadn't slept the whole night out of fear that somebody would steals his backpack.
8 hours flashback: Jayjay sitting with her bigger sister at an African Market in Basel, Switzerland, discussing why or why not she should go to Paris (a plan she had had since a year but it somehow didn't work out for her this summer). Bigger sister, resolute and engaged like always, says 'here is money, we buy a ticket NOW, you take my backpack and everything, I see you in a week'.
The magic started right there. Things worked out miraculously. Intuition turned out to be right with every step she took. Memories like blossoming Appletree dreams.
The Canadian backpacker was the first helper on her way. Together they found a little island in a lake in one of those wonderful parks where they slept under bushes, in safety in one of the craziest cities of Europe. Innocence didn't allow any ill-willed energy cross her path, maybe it was as if she touched upon the good-will of the people she encountered, maybe those were just the good ones, maybe she just had a very good Guardian Angel on her way.
Next step: Montmartre. The original destination. Here she wanted to join the portrait painters who make quick money with tourists, to learn how to paint portraits for her year project on portrait painting at school.
Not necessarily feeling like staying at this distant cousin's house she curiously awaited what would happen.
There she was, Amandine, a young art-student, painting amongst the old bitter artists, stagnated on Montmartre since decades. Jayjay felt immediately that this would be her next helper, but as to put her intuition to a test, she waited patientially and didn't do anything about it.
The miracle worked here, too, amandine asked her to join her this evening and as she found out that Jayjay would sleep at the trainstation she invited her to stay in her room, she moved into her boyfriend's apartment, right next to her room.
A whole week passed.
Full of magic and luck and learning, a new friend was found. Amandine was amazing.
Returning home Jayjay turned to her dad.
Dad, I am scared, I had too much luck. It scares me. I don't understand how I deserve this. Will I have to go through extreme bad luck as to balance this out?
Her dad looked at her and said simply: No, Jay. It is an investment from the future into you. If you do your best now with your portrait painting project, if you give everything, you justify it. Work hard.
And so I did.
And so I will in this love, this wonderful relationship, with this precious precious love of D.R.B., my Gypsy...To justify this incredibly luck of living a fairytale love, the love of the third princess, the love that makes you feel like you are the luckiest person in your family, on this entire planet without making you feel bad about it but just incredibly grateful and hopeful for everybody else to encounter the same...
I will not take it for granted. I will pay back, in effort and work, what future invests in me now.
1 comment:
good things come to those that are patient. gr8 post Fish lady (resurrect "Pirahna", i miss that alter-ego)
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