I want both in equal measure.
Need my head examined? Maybe.
But here's a thought.
Life is complicated enough ..... and boring enough......if we allow it.
Say no to too much nothing. Say yes to sensation, feeling, doing.
Slow down the craziness but ramp up the adventure.
But better to fly over the rainbow and discover a new world.
France is that place that for me, bringing fireworks & inspiration plus the contrast
of relaxation, letting go, and peaceful meditation --- all in a day's stroll.
I speak of The Paris Effect. That moniker refers to the magic it brings to my life,
all the little things that add volume and depth to my existence.
I look forward to finding that magic year after year.
Paris makes me laugh. Paris makes me cry.
Paris defines me.
A country that offers over 400 different types of cheese is not prudent.
I like that. I can be cautious at home.
There's a reason this enterprising city is the top tourist destination year after year.
I know a few timid souls who, for lack of trying, have barely left their own front door.
We all need to be pushed out the door from time to time,
both literally and figuratively.
And when we do finally get the nerve, we soar.
Remember when Dorothy said, "Oh, you're the best friends anybody ever had.
And it's funny, but I feel as if I'd known you all the time. But I couldn't have, could I?" From the movie The Wizard of Oz.
That's how I felt the first time I "met" Paris. I couldn't put my finger on it but there was something familiar along with something completely new. That's the magic. That's The Paris Effect.
And I want some more.
Try a new taste. Walk down an unknown boulevard. Make a new friend.
Paris has something for everyone.
I don't want all-Versailles-all-the-time.
Variety and contrast are so much more enlightening.
Caviar & champagne on Monday.
Mac & cheese with vin ordinaire on Tuesday.
Uncover your Paris brain.
Get a little whooped-up-crazy-exhilarated-relaxed-peace-of-mind-serenity.
It does exist.
The Paris Effect