“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” ― Ernest Hemingway , A Moveable Feast In one of my previous posts, I wrote that if I had walked the streets of Paris in the rain, I would have lived the life I imagined. Last Thursday as I was walking through the Latin Quarter and the Notre Dame Cathedral, the sky opened up; I was walking the streets of Paris in the rain! One of my biggest life's dreams was unfolding right before my eyes. Unbelievable! I was worried that I had built up Paris in my dreams and that when I got there, it would be never be as magical as I had imagined. I was wrong. It is that magical and amazing and beautiful and much much more. There are no words to describe it really - there is an intangible grace and a beauty that resides in its cobblestone streets that is like nothing else I have ever felt. I was comf...
The fabulously eccentric non conformist, poet Allen Ginsberg said, "“To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.” This blog is not to gain followers or to show off my writing skills, but instead to express my thoughts and feelings about the world through words. I believe words have the power to change and move people and through writing them, change oneself. This is what I am doing in this blog...changing myself one word at a time.