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Gratitude

few years ago, my favorite gouroune, Oprah, advised his listeners to do what is called in English "gratitude list". After each day, she advised his followers to note why they thanked life. As I walked on the Web, I discovered a blogger Valerie, who publish at least every two days. I do not promise to do the same thing (you might tanner assez vite de m'entendre dire que je suis contente des 6 sortes de cafés disponibles à la cafeteria de mon école), mais je me suis dit que je devrais recommencer à me demander, à la fin de chaque jour, pourquoi je suis contente de ce que la vie m'a donné, depuis 24 heures.

Voilà donc ma liste pour aujourd'hui.


Je remercie la vie pour:

• L'air frais respiré ce matin. Un beau petit vent. La canicule ne s'est pas installée. Ouf.
  
• Nina Simone écoutée dans mon auto en revenant du travail. Personne ne chante aussi bien qu'elle "Nobody wants you, when you're down and out"
  
• Ce chèque $ 1000, found on my kitchen table, returning to work. No, I do not sell drugs, but instead I bought a Yaris, which allowed me to enjoy the discount offered by the federal government for buying a car less harmful to the ecology.
  
• This organic Colombian coffee tasted with colleagues that I am glad to find
  
• My new students intelligent and attentive. I hope they will also remain challenging throughout the session.
  
• Barack Obama. His smile, his hands, his generosity, his charisma, which will, I hope so, switch the heart and soul throughout America. What interesting picture presented by RDI, the Great Reportage tonight.
  
• Not having eaten Maple Leaf meats in recent weeks.
  
• Having slept well last night, even though it was Sunday.
  
• quietly Find great pleasure to teach. I feel that touch hearts and minds, sometimes. Answering questions after my classes, smile, say hello to more and more young people.
  
• able to have time for myself tonight because I worked hard this weekend.

There, 10-point, why I am happy with my day. And it's not even finished.

I'm still not used to working, I still have a hard time getting up in the morning. I can not say as I listen to Dan Bergman at this time that "everything is going." Without fly on pink clouds and unrealistic, I may decide to lay my eyes on the flowers which spread to my feet rather than the pot-chicken that my path is strewn.

Myammee Angela Pitts Blonde

Have I mentioned my new Dell?

Yes, I've already talked about my new Dell laptop-white shiver. I ramble a bit, I apologize. You see, a week after my purchase, I'm still ecstatic having arrived in the 21st century. Pleased to be able to access the vast canvas magic, sitting in the trailer of my parents. Glad to be able to connect to the Internet for free in my favorite Starbucks (with which I returned today, by the way). Pleased to discover all the features of my toy, which I do not disappoint, to date.

I know what happiness is materialistic and crass is likely that the passenger also my battery. I know, I know. And I just finished the new Eckhart Tolle, and more. But I'm still happy to live in an age where I can drag without too much trouble a huge bank of information. Merely afford me that luxury, which in my case was not an absolute necessity. Glad I found the taste to write and be able to do anywhere, everywhere, everywhere (or almost).

Listening Area music that has a special bearing on the songs of Leonard Cohen, I tell myself that if this new computer can make me write a bit more, be more motivated to hone my classes, to finally put order in all these photos taken during my recent travels, it will not be a toy, but much more. I'll decide what I ferai de mon portable. Je peux m'en servir (comme je le fais souvent, je l'admets) pour explorer, un peu compulsivement, mes sites de nouvelles préférés: Cyberpresse et People.com. Je peux aussi aller voir à toutes les deux minutes ce que mes amis font d'intéressant, en consultant Facebook. Je peux aller prendre mes messages hotmail en attendant frénétiquement la nouvelle qui donnera un nouveau sens à ma vie (ou à ma journée). Ou je peux faire comme ce cher Cohen et me renouveler. Aller voir d'autres sites que ceux que je visite habituellement, écrire autre chose, sortir de mon chemin familier. Ajouter des favoris.

Il fait chaud ce soir. ''On a enfin un été'', some say. Even if the season change will not happen for another month, I sense a new season arrives. In air, in my head and on my screen.

Basically, I want my computer is a tool of freedom, because as Cohen sings:

''Like a bird on the wire,

Like a drunk in a midnight fall

I Have Tried In My Way To Be Free.''