
I am reading a book called In Praise of Slow. Ironically, I don't really have time to write a propper blog about, so this will be a bit quick.
The book is part of the reason that I am switching from karaté to Yoga. It has also been part of a process of self acceptance for me. I always equated my slowness with lazyness, and with failure. I saw it as something that needed to be watched, curbed. I still feel I need to work more than other people on not being "dans la lune" and not taking too much time to get things done.
However, in certain respects, I feel I could let my slow side take over. It is sometimes wiser to take more time to make a decision. It can make the result or consequence more organic...authentic...better. What I am thinking about it hard for me to express. However, I can saefely say it boils down to being more comfortable in my skin, and as a result, more secure in what I am doing. This is good.
I was re-offered that job in Paris for the OECD, this time, with budjet. This means if I were to get myself to Paris, I would actually be payed. I have to talk through the details with M. (my would-be boss)I am not even sure this would be a possibility since I think what I would be payed would never even cover Paris rent. However, it is for septmeber, which is the time-frame I wanted to find a job for. It feels like I was asking for a job and I got an awesome one neatly delievered on my lap.
Few major problems with this, though:
1-My J.G.: would he be o.k. with me leaving for 6 months?
2-My rent in Montreal.
3-W.T.F. I am so underqualified for this!
Regardless of whether this works-out or not...I am very glad Mario remembered me and found me linguistically competent enough to still want me as an employee over the French applicants, one year later.
We shall see. I am ok with uncertainty, and open to wonderful new opportunities. One really never knows. (see how positive and zen, and not anti-drama I am being?)
Ok, well this will have to be the end of this not-really-a-post.
Will be writing a real decent one soon.
J., I have been thinking fo you every day.

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