SHADOW OF A SHADOW

A few days ago I was walking in the street like every morning since the beginning of the pandemic crisis, walking for an hour everyday makes me believe that I am still active, very funny! We do not know what to invent anymore to continue to hope for another life or another time...But I am very clever and inventive because i have 3 or 4 different routes and doing so I can have the feeling that I am creating something new every few days, I always want to be on top of things, what a joke!...

But something different happened, suddenly i saw, in front of myself, my shadow on the sidewalk, my full shadow, yes, it was me! I immediately took a picture of it for posterity and now I have the proof that I still exist.

Here it is...

Looking at the picture, it comes to my mind many quotes from many different writers and thinkers:

'' The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.'' George R.R Martin

''Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow'' Louisa May Alcott

''What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body but is the body of the soul'' Oscar Wilde

''So do not be frightened, dear friend, if a sadness confronts you larger than any you have known, casting its shadow over all you do. You must think that something is happening within you and remember that life has not forgotten you; It holds you in its hand and will not let you fall. Why would you want to exclude from your life any uneasiness , any pain, any depression, since you don't know what work they are accomplishing within you?'' Rainer Maria Rilke.

''Come back even as a shadow , even as a dream.''                           "Not for the first time i find our lives are a shadow, and I am not afraid to say that people who think they have figured out and are masters of logic- they are responsible for the greatest folly. No human being is happy. Strike it rich and you are luckier than your neighbor- but happy, never.'' Euripides.

"There is strong shadow where there is much light." Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

'' I love the shade and the shadow and would be alone with my thoughts when I may.'' Bram Stoker, Dracula.

''But the shadow is merely somewhat inferior, primitive, unadopted, and awkward; not wholly bad. It even contains childish or primitive qualities which would in a way vitalize and embellish human existence, but convention for bids!'' Carl G. Jung

''No matter how hard you fight the darkness, every light casts a shadow, and the closer you get to the light, the darker the shadow becomes.'' Plato  

 ''Moi je ne suis qu'une ombre et vous une clarté"                                    ''Tu marcheras, j'irai dand l'ombre à ton côté; Je serai ton esprit, tu seras ma beauté.'' Edmond Rostand, Cyrano

Are we now totally becoming this shadow? Or even a shadow of this shadow? It is true that the shadow of age gives us time to think, especially in a time like the one we are living now, we tried in our life to live intensely, to accomplish the most possible and now life imposes to us that we have to think and to find the link between the inside and the outside... Years pass and we are still trying to find the meaning of most of it, and sometimes the hazard of things, the invincible law of fate gives a few answers, or more exactly some elements of answers pushing us to think and to try to be generous with others, understanding of our enemies, protector of the ones we love...                                                                                                         Yes, but now we are dealing with the shadow of our shadow, pushing us to be questioning our existence more deeply than ever...                                                                                         Time goes so fast, we wake up and discover that 3, 4, 5 weeks and sometimes months have passed and we did not give news to people who are dear to us and in the same time people who do not like us continue after many years to perpetuate their hate with the internet...How sad, how bizarre, how disappointing of who we are...but are our thoughts and our feelings the same?.. Do we continue to wish them everything possible...everything they deserve, everything they desire... Or is the invading shade taking over and we are becoming mute and powerless...

Is the shadow of my shadow taking over or did the meaning of life change since my youth? It seems that i do not really understand it anymore...all has to be acquired immediately, without real sacrifice. We believe that we deserve the best right away, the world has replaces knowledge of humanity by knowledge of pushing buttons...We are so afraid of sharing emotions, to be vulnerable, to have feelings.                                                                                           But an artist should be delivering to others the human soul, the feelings, and the weakness of being one... all this acquired by life experiences or by acquiring it thru the study of the ones who knew and are ready to share.             Yes, I know, some people have this talent of knowing at birth, they are the lucky ones, they are the chosen, and they are and example and a gift to us.

In these times of intense shadow is the meaning of truth escaping us? This shadow everyday darker, thicker, more somber. Are we still capable to distinguish what is real or even the meaning of what we believe is real, or is the shadow covering everything... THE SHADOW BECOMING THE SHADOW OF A SHADOW...

Should we hook ourselves to lost moments who cannot be real anymore or cannot be found? Do we feel our creativity fading and losing its face in the pathetic shade of this new life?

Are we still looking for a possible truth? They always want to know about my novel ( THE SHATTERED SKY), is this all truth? Your life? Is it TRUE? TRUE?                                                                             What does that mean TRUE?                                                                  Everything is true... everything is invented,,, All is part of us...what we think, what we believe, what we feel become part of OUR TRUTH!!!!!There is only one truth , the one we want to be...

Does possible happiness these days belong to Fairy tales? I look around me, and I see only people with the disease of our time, THE ABSENCE OF HAPPINESS.. Was it like that 20 or 30 years ago? I do not remember.. or may be I was not aware of it... Is the shadow covering desperation, hidden life, artificial behavior, and even the masks of a disguises truth?

Ok, enough with these groans, enough with these moans of a spoiled brat, enough with this perpetual contemplation of a non existing misfortune...It is an insult to the ones really suffering, a lack of consideration for the ones really courageous, a slap in the face to the ones who have nothing. 

Too many people believe that life is what it is, even with the shade and the shadows...We should not believe it, we should not believe in a definite fate, we should still believe that we can change the world by interpreting it, by looking at it in a different way... Yes sure, why not? If I go on, I am going to believe I am somebody else... 

Is the shadow of a shadow really what we became? It seems that most of people cannot talk to anybody anymore, everybody has good reasons to be what he is, to believe what he wants, to act according to his desires.. We believe too often that people should be thankful for what we did for them and we are expecting a return... we do not understand that in this world of shades it means nothing. And we cannot demand anything...                          But we cannot go on as if we were already in the other dimension...we cannot renounce and lock us up in the silence of acceptation...we have to continue to think, to create, to exist...We should still have the strength to control part of our life, to have creating knowledge, to be there for the ones who need us... WE WERE AND WE STILL ARE..                                                                                Let us look at the shadow and decide that it is only a reflection of a million possibilities buried in our humanity, and and our duty is to dig the shadows and exploit these possibilities...

The Shadows have to be controlled as much as we can, and we have to believe it is possible and help the ones who cannot go beyond their shade.

HALF A CENTURY

Already 50 years have passed, fifty years in this country, now my country….In 1961 from Tunisia to one year in the south of France , then Paris, the university,  and my travels all over the world (hitchhiking) searching for an identity, but did I really find it? I was always going back to Paris, not richer in money but so much richer in experiences acquired in meeting so many different people of so many different ethnicities … One day , I will write about my travels in Africa, in Asia ( Especially in Nepal and Afghanistan),  in all Europe.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

In 1963 while a student (I was 19),  I had some experiences as an actor in a few  theaters like ‘’LE THEATRE DES AMANDIERS “ in Nanterre where my university was located . With theater I found the best way to find myself as a person and for the next few  years persisted in this adventure...                                           Yes, to act was the only way to find myself and to know really who I was! To be inside the life of a fictional persona was the only time when I did not need to act, protected by the character I could be myself and be totally involved, while in life I had to act to exist and to be somebody , I had to protect myself by never giving the real MOI, afraid of the possible negative consequences.                                              In being a character in a play, on stage,  I used my personal experiences, my personal traumas, my personal victories, and defeats…. Yes, I had an equivalent in my life for all the situations in the play, and using it was  the best way to find some peace, to find some balance, to BE…                                                                                                                                               

Actually I realize that this way has been present all my life and even when I replaced the acting by the directing I was still using my life, my personal memories, my relations with others… Even if sometimes , I was considered as too demanding or difficult.

Yes, 50 years ago in September 1970, I am an actor in Paris , or more exactly I need to be an actor to exist, to find my truth  and make sense of my life… For the past few years I have been haunting the casting television studios and go to every audition possible in all the theaters in Paris, sometimes I have luck and I am cast. After dreaming of becoming a great famous actor in France, I actually became a young one like thousands of them, a dreamer who tried to behave like an adult with a sense of responsibilities and who actually is searching for a possible truth… I had the fortune to work as an actor with very famous theater masters like Jean Louis Barrault and Tania Balachova… Very soon I became a member of the professional acting studio of Tania Balachova in Paris where I became her assistant and started to direct . For the next few years  I performed many, many roles in plays by Chekov, Moliere, Musset, Pirandello, Beckett, Ionesco, Sartre, Camus, Pinter, Brecht, Arrabal,   in different theaters in Paris and on tour all over France and even foreign countries… I was also dubbing foreign movies.…                                                                                                                                                                 

I am 26 years old and one day, while wandering in Montparnasse, I meet my old friend from the university Robert … I have not seen him in many years since he is now living in New York, he his half American, his father is an American Jew who does not want to be that, and his mother an Italian catholic who wants to be it… He was born in Morocco since his father was a lawyer  for the American army there, then they came to live in Paris and finally  his entire family went back to live in the states. My dear friend Robert who died 2 years ago, how much I miss you and your humor and your generosity…. You were one of the few who knew Bernard the man and Bernard the actor…                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  We meet in the street and see each other , with so much joy, so much affection, we rush to sit at a café and talk about the last few years of our life….He was going every summer to Middlebury college in Vermont to finish his PhD. in French…and loved the place…

-Bernard  you should come to the states and teach in Vermont.

- Teach? Teach what?

-Theater, literature, whatever you want.

- But Robert, I never taught before except for 6 months in a school of delinquents because it was near the television studio and also because I could deal with the delinquents.

- But Bernard, you have the credentials and you should apply, they hire every summer somebody to teach literature and to direct plays with the students…I promised to you, they will hire you, you are exactly what they want and like.

-Robert, I am not sure I can do that.

-Bernard, did you change??? What happened to you? Is the loss of your father and your brother a few years ago creating a new Bernard?

-What do you mean? I answered.

- I remember when we were students, you taught me that life is a perpetual challenge, and sometimes when opportunities are presented to us, we have to go for it with no hesitation, you called that “TRAINS ARE PASSING” and you added  when trains are given to us, we cannot let them go… So, did you change? A beautiful train is passing for you, go for it!

- Robert, you are right, no, I have not changed, I still take the passing trains , and even sometimes with no sense of possible bad consequences, I still do it… I have done it all my life and did not change… What is the name of the person I have to be in touch with??

He gave me the name, and I called and I took an appointment and met with the director of the school … I was hired on the spot to go for the following  summer to direct plays with students and to teach French literature. I took the train and Middlebury college summer school started a new life , I went back for 11 summers, and also accepted teaching positions at Wellesley college, Sarah Laurence college, and Mount Holyoke…

In 1973, the French consul was visiting Middlebury school and convinced me to try a  French theater company in the USA.  The following fall I arrived in Boston with a valise and created the French theater in Boston which became after 2 years the French Theater in America. Some of my French friends join me in Boston, we were giving around 100 performances a year and I was the director, the leading actor, the administrator, the driver of the van, the lighting designer, the guy who picks up the programs in the intermission to re-use them and save money, etc....that FOLIE went on until 1981...

A very important train.

In the fall of 1981, Sarah Caldwell director of Opera Boston was producing Faust by Gounod with original dialogues in French and she invited me to direct the dialogues scenes, after a few days , she asked me if I could help to stage the entire production and I said yes... I had never been to an opera in my life and did not read music... but I LOVED IT...

A very important train.

After that experience I  was asked to direct Pagliacci for the Lake George Festival. In the summer 82, I learned how to read a vocal score! A few months later I directed for Detroit , Philadelphia etc...

So in 1982/83 season I directed 5 productions and soon I became totally involved in opera and stopped the French theater in America.

Very important trains.

Many more trains were passing in the following years, some incredibly appealing! Tulsa opera, Montreal opera offering me to become general and artistic director of the company when I had been in the business of opera for only 4 and 5 years and knew really very little about it! And it went on for the years to come…. Yes, I know, I had been lucky to have these trains passing, and to be able to guess that I could take them and even more to have the people in charge of the trains believing in my possibilities… Sometimes, we do not recognize the train , or we are not aware of it, so, we have to be vigilant and keep our mind open to all potentialities…

Some people can call that way to be an opportunist, here is a definition of opportunism: the art, policy, or practice of taking advantage of opportunities or circumstances often with little regard for principles or consequences.                                                                                                                                                                    We have to be careful and continue to have regard for principles and consequences, especially if we are looking for trains in everyday life and not only for our profession… Yes, trains are passing for all aspects of human relations, and even for our choices in friendship and life companions…   

And what if we take a wrong train?  A train going in the opposite direction that our aim in life! Yes that can happen , we have to keep our mind open and always be ready to jump of it, and continue the search…Even  bad train can bring good memories and a very important item: experience of what is bad for us…                                                                                                                                               Fifty incredible years, full of adventures, of encounters, of achievements…. Thank you theater, you made me happy…

                                                                                                                   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

QUESTIONING…….

 

 

Today is Saturday, the day of the Lord for my ancestors, these Hebrews who went through the world searching for the impossible and finding only very few answers ….So Saturday is the day of thoughts and questions about life and I am wondering if I missed opportunities to know, to understand, to advance in my being, to really think about the importance of human relations, love, friendship, search for knowledge and dreams of possible achievements ….… These days , in the incredible times we are living come to my mind and my failing memory this line of Albert Einstein:

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.”

Yes, the important rule is Questioning! And these days in the world we are living , there are many questions we could or should ask.

 

I remember the day, a very long time ago when I believed I was already an adult and convinced that  I did not need anybody to help me to become ME,  I met a man who was different from all the other men I had met…He was in the same time serious and devoted to his work , full of humor, and always very careful not to hurt the feelings of other people….but he also had a very developed critical sense…He knew how to take risks but with the wisdom of an accomplished artist; he could laugh, make other people laugh but he was also capable with his stories to bring tears to the eyes of the people who were listening to him …He always was going to a positive point in a conversation, was listening to other opinions with an open mind   and was capable of staying impartial in dilemmas. And he was always asking questions about his life, our lives, our experiences, our next chapter.

Unfortunately, I did not have the chance to know him better, I was too busy with my personal headaches and my obsession to be successful as easily as possible.

 

These days , in the incredible times we are living I wish I could have known him better, and I feel every day that I want to be closer to his ways of thinking, I am trying to have my thoughts and my wishes influenced by his memory. We cannot live without dreams and  without hope. Dreams are the mirror of the past and  hope appeals the future.

 

I mentioned before that I have been silent for a long time and I apologize for it, these past few months have been extremely hard for all of us and I kept silent in order not to disturb anybody. I even kept silent for the few people who are still carrying me in their heart and their friendship. But actually, these past few months have been sometimes very surprising to me, since some people who I believed had forgotten my existence were in touch with me and asking about my life and my feelings…after 2 years of agony for me… I was so happy to have these former friends contacting me and proving by their action that they were still friends and caring; it has been a huge comfort on my wounds. Sometimes , actually always, it is imperative to stay in touch with the ones we were close to at one point, especially if they go through difficult times in their personal life, let us not be judgmental, let us not be ignoring their pains or  their difficulties.                                                                                                                                    

Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.

 

“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of beauty is not ugliness, it is indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it is indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, but indifference between life and death.”  Elie Wiesel

 

I look at the world around me and I am wondering why we have changed so much!!!! The world is not full of little devils anymore, the little devils are now ugly builders of schemes, with the desire to become the one who will lie all the way to the top of the Pyramid from where they will contemplate the crumbling world with a satisfied eye… Too often , they do not realize that Pyramids become also ruins if they do not take care of the stones…We are surrounded by mobs trying to find the worst in everybody, and every possible gambit can be good to achieve the destruction of somebody else; Everybody now is a self- created  witness of events, and become the judge of people they do not even know and too often the social medias perpetuate it. We have to learn  to keep Hate and Anger for later in times, the time will come , but not now.   There are no rules anymore, no decency, no restraint, no self-control, no NOTHING.

 

SO? WHAT TO DO? I DO NOT KNOW or I DO NOT KNOW ANYMORE or I HAD NEVER KNOWN…

                                                                                  

 But we have to continue to be for the ones who believe in us, for the ones we love and who love us. These people justify the absurdity of our time, even if we can count on one hand the ones  who really can…really can what??? WHO KNOWS??? or I DO NOT KNOW or I HAD NEVER KNOWN…                                                                                 

What happened to our dreams of happiness for an equal society full of life and  aspirations? We were supposed to reach the NIRVANA, this stillness of mind after the fires of desire, aversion and delusion have been extinguished. What happened to the spirit of the last decades? When we decided to rebuild the world for total harmony and total understanding of others! We were working hand in hand with the older generation using their knowledge and them using our vitality. My teachers, in university and in theater, were so close to us, we were friends, companions, and dreamers together. We made plans to bring to society: balance, equality, dreams, and happiness. No conflict of generation was involved in this collaboration. We trusted them and they trusted us, we needed them and they needed us to continue to advance in the search for a possible discovery in life and in the arts.

 

My heart is heavy, heavy to know too much , or not to know enough, life went so fast, and now the emptiness around me is an abyss, and too many people contemplate solitude these days and are devastated… After my escape from Tunis and my desertion from Paris and after the travels all over the world, when I decided it was time to change my ways of looking at the shattered sky, I decided that it was time to try to be real, to try to forget the tragedies and  I wrapped myself in a whirlwind of activities… I have been a teacher, an actor on stage and in movies, the head of a theater company, an opera director, a scenic and lighting designer, the director of an opera company, a librettist, I did everything involving theater or stage crafts. Questioning myself and questioning everybody and everything, sometimes too much and building the reputation to be a difficult person.

 Too many people believe that life is what it is …I do not… I do not believe in fate, I do not believe in destiny, I believe we can change the world by looking at it a different way, by giving new interpretations of it, by remodeling it…Yes, everybody believes he has good reasons to be who he is, to believe what he wants, to act according to his desires.

 BUT ALWAYS WE HAVE TO TRY TO KEEP PRESENT IN OUR MIND HONESTY AND UNDERSTANDING OF OTHERS, SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY, POSSIBLE JUDGEMENT BASED ON TRUE KNOWLEDGE OF FACTS, AND NOT FALL IN THE EASIEST WAY OF CONDEMNATION….

 We have to find ways not too sink in a deep solitude which is a great danger in these times of dramas due to the  Pandemic and the need for a new society,  but unfortunately the answer from too many of us is to find refuge in solitude…                                   

 Let us remember some of the quotes of my past:

Price of freedom is solitude

Solitude is an art

Solitude is the nest of thoughts

But also let us keep in mind:

Solitude of the mind is real solitude

Crowd is solitude

Solitude is a jail

Solitude is a tree without fruits

Who understands humanity looks for solitude

Solitude of God is his strength

In solitude we become suspicious

To be lonely is a choice, solitude is not a choice

Hell is in that word: solitude

Sadness comes from the solitude of the heart

 

We cannot fall in solitude and indifference, we should continue to question, and always remember that the opposite of love is not hate, it is indifference…and the opposite of life is not death but indifference between life and death….

PERSPECTIVE

I have been silent for many weeks, overwhelmed by what is happening to all of us… I received dozens of emails from friends worried about Diana and me , wondering why I have not been writing… Please be reassured , we are doing fine , staying at home for more than 2 months and going out only for necessities…And we know that this situation can go for many more months or years, and we know that life will be another way of being for all of us….                                                        

 We are living very difficult times, most of cities all over the world live an incredible period, the equivalent of the Bubonic Plague is back, but with no immediate solution!  And with it, we have to learn new ways to survive , new ways to function , new ways to think, new ways to be….

I am keeping busy, working on my next novel, revising the libretto of the new Opera JULIE ET MAO, it will open in Germany March 2021… and recently I had my last two books published, Cyrano and second revised edition of The Shattered Sky…

A few weeks ago I wrote a blog about fear and Freedom, proclaiming my total and intense freedom not even imagining that some aspect my Freedom could again be robbed from me….And it is now happening, and what I believed was an important strength of my life is now taken away from me…

My freedom many times in the past, you have been incredibly threatened, but now with the events of the pandemic, you have been wounded again. Now most of people are suffering and are living like some of us have been for a time, in loneliness and rejection from others.

I have to say that this new way of living:  quarantine, social distancing, home staying, and solitude have been most of my new way of life for the past 2 years…

BUT I tried to keep the freedom of my thoughts, of my feelings, of my emotions and we all have to do the same.

How much I understand better the theory of Brecht about DISTANCIATION in the theater… Creating the EPIC THEATER,  Brecht was asking the audience to see the world as it is and not to suspend the disbelief….

These difficult times put everything in PERSPECTIVE!

For a lot of people the last few years in our spoiled world and spoiled society have been spent with not enough concerns about real dramas and real tragedy. New ways of suffering had to be invented and promoted in order to feel totally alive and useful to this imagined new world.… And we have been too often ignoring the real dramas all over the world and concentrating on our spoiled life with small and petty events.

The world has now changed and WHAT A BIG CHANGE!!!!!

Yes, and this situation gives us  PERSPECTIVE….

Some of us have seen just about everything that can happen in the world, war and loss of family, forced to leave their birth country and becoming a refugee in an adopting place, terrible diseases leaving you destroyed mentally for life, racism and being always seen as a different human being, and so many other awful events happening in life. When people have made it past 80 years old, beyond the official life expectancy , they very often show a resilience BUT THAT IS IN NEED THESE DAYS FOR ALL AGES IN THE DRAMA WE ARE LIVING …

In the past decades for many people in our spoiled society the most important in our life was to acquire and even demand everything immediately, without real sacrifice. We were owed everything.                  If only we had known earlier the drama we are living now and its consequences, maybe we would have acted and behaved differently these past years! This pandemic is an incredible and non-possible event for us….

Are we still capable of seeing what the world has to offer?

YES PERSPECTIVE.

With this terrible experience we are living, are we given an opportunity to take stock of our situation in the world, our destiny, our role in society, and to try to understand who we really are, what we really want , where we are really going in our life? It has been announced recently that hair salon, Gym centers, Tattoos parlors and Bowling alleys are authorized to open, GREAT !!!!!! They are so important in our society and the basics of human relations, what a joke!!!!! Is that really what we are hoping for our life?

 Are we these days returning to real thoughts? To a more decent approach to what the world is, and what right we have to demand and to expect?

In the past years it seems that complete different values became rules,  and it could be very difficult to really understand it … What happened to our dreams of happiness for an equal society full of life and aspirations? We were supposed to reach the NIRVANA, this imperturbable stillness of mind after the fires of desire, aversion and delusion have been extinguished.

What happened to the time when we decided to rebuild the world for total harmony and total understanding of others! We were working hand in hand using the knowledge and the vitality of each other. We made plans to bring to society balance, equality dreams and happiness. The sky has changed sky. We thought we had reached a stage where the young generation will not dismiss the old one and the old one will not look at the young one with a smile of disdain or even disgust? Knowledge will be respected, and young minds will be admired!

Imagine a world where the knowledge and experience is used by a young mind with his energy, invention, and sense of discovery? Imagine a world where the creativity is guided by knowledge.

It seems that it is yesterday that I was twenty years old, I was not thinking of passing time, and I was playing with life and with possible future… I was full of ideas, full of desires, full of projects and I was living from day to day… Whatever happened to this young mind so alive? I had so many hopes and so many projects, many disappeared in the fog of life, but many were finalized, and brought me so many joys of achievements…Yes, life is never at the end, and we have to continue to dream and to build the next step, nothing should stop us , nothing should make us clueless…Yes, It seems that it is yesterday that I was twenty years old and I was wasting time running after the present ignoring the past and the notion of experience… I was criticizing the world , believing I knew everything better than anybody, and was wasting my energy, acting sometimes like a fool … Time taught me how to really be alive and think…

The surrealists made the attempt to bridge together reality and imagination… Surrealists seek to overcome the contradictions of the conscious and unconscious minds by creating unreal or bizarre stories full of juxtapositions.  The world and reality are chaotic and unforgiving and usually do not make sense.Sometimes artists want to take the chaos of the outside world and attempt to make it appear real. Fighting this chaos to make reality normal is what Andre Breton was fighting against, take the absurd and run away with it.Madness could be considered genius and boring and dull equal dumb. Yes it seems that we are living a time of Surrealism, let us connect reality and imagination of what will be left tomorrow at the end of the actual tragedy, let us be twenty again in our mind and let us dream about desires, projects, ideas for a next chapter.

                                                                                    

Yes , I know that in everyday life, too often we are forced to contemplate the next step of our development ,but we should make the constant effort to stay in contact with the ones who contributed to make us who we are….

These past few weeks I have been contacted by many persons I had no news for a long time, many talking about the friendship we had, the creativity we shared, the affection sometimes we had for each other… I was and am very happy to have these conversations with these people who had been so important to me at one point….                                                                                                                           But PLEASE let us not  wait for a drama invading us to realize the importance of some people in our life.