It is not how we fall but how we pick ourselves up that lessens the pains of aching.
I have no idea what made me think of those words! Or do I?
The life we lead is a choice we make. Of course, luck has something to do with it, but if we were 'truly' aware of 'the power our mind possesses', don't you believe our lives would change?
On my last appointment with Maygol, for a boost of universal responsiveness by a five-element acupuncture, she profoundly said:
"You can't expect an eagle to behave like a mouse!"
In other words, we are born as we are. Each of us has different strengths, views and ways of dealing with matters. There is no right or wrong to the way we react to situations. We each have our own reasoning.
My memories take me back to July in Mykonos this year...
After the long afternoon and evening of birthday celebrations, the next day started on Paraga beach with Soraya, Mazin, Faris and Rafi. Not long before, Faris stood up at the seafront and began dancing. Between us, we managed to entertain at the beach and later at the restaurant where the DJ was playing.
Nevertheless, time was scarce, and the sunset cocktails at Serge and Sergio's marvellous villa awaited us. An international set of jet setters turned up to sip on aperitifs and watch a flaming sky behind a sun setting down into the sea, soon to turn into darkness.
"Come on, everyone," Aisha announced to the remainder of the guests at the end of the party, "We've a booking at Kalina restaurant. Hurry."
I was talking to an interesting French artist in Mykonos who invited me to his gallery. He also did mention:
"Since you're interested in the arts, here's my number. You're welcome to drop by with your friends 'pour un verre' (for a glass of wine), and I recommend you try and come. But everyone keeps saying they'll never make it on holiday here."
He was right; although I was keen to go, I never made it. Hopefully, next time.
The evening ended after dinner at Kalina's.
The following day, lunch was at Nammos Beach, where the best of chill-out music was being played during lunch. At our large table, I sat next to an authentic Greek called Dimitri, who entertained me with stories of his affection for the younger opposite gender and his fascination with girls from the Eastern block. When Dimitri left to meet with one of his subjects, he waved at him on the beach. Suddenly, a feeling of void took over me, and the news of my mother's operation hit me. Out of the blue, Sergio asked if I would join him and his model, a couple friends, for a visit to Theo at Ftelia. My favourite, peaceful seaside, where lying on the massive, colourful cushions, I got lost in the mystery of the sea, oblivious to the environment. I prayed in silence.
Sergio drove us back to their villa to meet with my new French buddies, whose smiles always cheered me up. From there, I was given a lift back to my hotel. Almost exhausted physically and mentally, the plan was a quiet dinner, yearning for sleep.
However... A text to Sabella, and she answered: 'Haldita, our kids want to invite you to dinner. We'll pick you up on the way.'
Who wanted to eat alone anyway? The thought of an innocent family dinner, in loving company, was precisely what the doctor would have ordered.
After supper, Sohi (Sabella's adorable hubby) took the kids back to their hotel, and my girlfriend suggested we hit town! Although I was not sure how long I could last, her high energy drove me to the back streets of Mykonos. We sang at tables, laughed, talked to random people and ended up in Rock Star disco, at her good friend Fadl's table, on the balcony next to the passers-by. He was surrounded by glamour chicks and Boy! Did we rock it? He also generously had the waiter buy us all colourful Raybans from the store nearby, which we wore according to our outfits. Sabella and I were still in sun dresses and bikinis from the day! Soraya and Co joined the party.
As though dancing on banquets was not enough, we walked over to the club, Guzel, where the later(-to-be) Hvar connection was blowing off steam on the dance floor!
All day... All night... All day... All night... What the f***. Viva la fiesta.
Views from my bedroom
Sunset from my balcony
FTELIA Beach
Theo
Why do they say... Keep your friends close but your enemies closer! F***k that... On the other hand, why pretend? Fuck that.
I have no idea what made me think of those words! Or do I?
The life we lead is a choice we make. Of course, luck has something to do with it, but if we were 'truly' aware of 'the power our mind possesses', don't you believe our lives would change?
On my last appointment with Maygol, for a boost of universal responsiveness by a five-element acupuncture, she profoundly said:
"You can't expect an eagle to behave like a mouse!"
In other words, we are born as we are. Each of us has different strengths, views and ways of dealing with matters. There is no right or wrong to the way we react to situations. We each have our own reasoning.
My memories take me back to July in Mykonos this year...
After the long afternoon and evening of birthday celebrations, the next day started on Paraga beach with Soraya, Mazin, Faris and Rafi. Not long before, Faris stood up at the seafront and began dancing. Between us, we managed to entertain at the beach and later at the restaurant where the DJ was playing.
Nevertheless, time was scarce, and the sunset cocktails at Serge and Sergio's marvellous villa awaited us. An international set of jet setters turned up to sip on aperitifs and watch a flaming sky behind a sun setting down into the sea, soon to turn into darkness.
"Come on, everyone," Aisha announced to the remainder of the guests at the end of the party, "We've a booking at Kalina restaurant. Hurry."
I was talking to an interesting French artist in Mykonos who invited me to his gallery. He also did mention:
"Since you're interested in the arts, here's my number. You're welcome to drop by with your friends 'pour un verre' (for a glass of wine), and I recommend you try and come. But everyone keeps saying they'll never make it on holiday here."
He was right; although I was keen to go, I never made it. Hopefully, next time.
The evening ended after dinner at Kalina's.
The following day, lunch was at Nammos Beach, where the best of chill-out music was being played during lunch. At our large table, I sat next to an authentic Greek called Dimitri, who entertained me with stories of his affection for the younger opposite gender and his fascination with girls from the Eastern block. When Dimitri left to meet with one of his subjects, he waved at him on the beach. Suddenly, a feeling of void took over me, and the news of my mother's operation hit me. Out of the blue, Sergio asked if I would join him and his model, a couple friends, for a visit to Theo at Ftelia. My favourite, peaceful seaside, where lying on the massive, colourful cushions, I got lost in the mystery of the sea, oblivious to the environment. I prayed in silence.
Sergio drove us back to their villa to meet with my new French buddies, whose smiles always cheered me up. From there, I was given a lift back to my hotel. Almost exhausted physically and mentally, the plan was a quiet dinner, yearning for sleep.
However... A text to Sabella, and she answered: 'Haldita, our kids want to invite you to dinner. We'll pick you up on the way.'
Who wanted to eat alone anyway? The thought of an innocent family dinner, in loving company, was precisely what the doctor would have ordered.
After supper, Sohi (Sabella's adorable hubby) took the kids back to their hotel, and my girlfriend suggested we hit town! Although I was not sure how long I could last, her high energy drove me to the back streets of Mykonos. We sang at tables, laughed, talked to random people and ended up in Rock Star disco, at her good friend Fadl's table, on the balcony next to the passers-by. He was surrounded by glamour chicks and Boy! Did we rock it? He also generously had the waiter buy us all colourful Raybans from the store nearby, which we wore according to our outfits. Sabella and I were still in sun dresses and bikinis from the day! Soraya and Co joined the party.
As though dancing on banquets was not enough, we walked over to the club, Guzel, where the later(-to-be) Hvar connection was blowing off steam on the dance floor!
All day... All night... All day... All night... What the f***. Viva la fiesta.
Views from my bedroom
Sunset from my balcony
FTELIA Beach
Theo
Why do they say... Keep your friends close but your enemies closer! F***k that... On the other hand, why pretend? Fuck that.
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