1/2 - Would my life bring me back to my essentials

Below the French publication in English (or French)

Since my childhood, I have often traveled by plane with my parents. I always enjoy traveling by plane. As time goes by, this means of transportation has become so familiar to me that no matter the moment, I fall asleep peacefully. I’ve even fallen asleep during takeoff and only woke up when I landed.

However, on that February 1st, as I was flying by night from the United States, where I had started the year 2025, to return to Paris; I hadn’t really managed to sleep. I had no need to. It was the first time that had happened to me.

I felt neither fear nor worry. I was only grateful, peaceful, an inner tranquility. This stay, during nothing (or almost nothing) had happened as I could have imagined, had been surprisingly full of joy, satisfaction and pleasure, invariably marking the end of a cycle.

No more hesitation, no more in-between, no more holding back in parentheses, no more putting myself under a bell jar; but the certainty of having deliberately set out on my true path to trace my route.

Nothing is already showing outwardly but from the inside nothing can be lived as before. I have resumed my way to fly way, without changing my anchor, desires, objectives, love or friendships. I keep everything in place by respecting the rhythm of each person without giving up, sacrificing or destroying anything. Everything seems unchanged yet now I have the requirement to print my rhythm to live differently well, in an even more authentic and free mode.

Do not think that I am guilty of pride in imagining that the world at my feet turns around me with the precision and regularity of a Swiss watch.

My age allows me to begin to evaluate two-thirds of the journey, while remaining enthusiastic about the abundance to come. I am lucid: the road remains steep. However, from the point of no return from which I am setting out, I am ready to experience the rest of the journey in a more promising and enriching way, while being equipped to confront the inevitable obstacles that will arise.

My posture is neither selfish nor egocentric but rather better egocentered, defined. Which will undoubtedly facilitate the daily life of those who for me count "Pluketou*" to better hear me, understand me, support me and love me even more.

I am too curious about others to lock myself in a tower, prisoner of my delusions with my disillusionments as jailers. My whole being is nourished too much by the altruism that inspires from others for me to isolate myself.

So, join me. Let us walk together as I rub shoulders with the world, as I think on the meaning of things and the beauty of human beings despite the masks and the appearances.

Rest assured; I will not be arrogant enough to take myself seriously. I will share my thoughts with you to gather your reactions. But we will never lack humor or deprive ourselves of a burst of laughter!

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*Pluketou - fanciful neologism in by author in French for “Plus que tout” that can be transmated by “more than anything”