{"id":54021,"date":"2024-12-08T06:19:14","date_gmt":"2024-12-08T11:19:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.chezcora.com\/?p=54021"},"modified":"2026-06-24T10:28:51","modified_gmt":"2026-06-24T14:28:51","slug":"darken-the-page-lighten-my-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chezcora.com\/en\/noircir-des-pages-alleger-mon-coeur\/","title":{"rendered":"Darken the page, lighten my heart"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-group is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I believe that creating is more than a gift from heaven. After publishing some 250 letters, do I still have it in me to fight routine? Being creative is a state of mind I cultivate daily. Others do it while drawing, knitting or composing amazing music. Sometimes the flame inside me flickers, wanes or soars.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Writing for me has become the soil of real transformation. To create, I have to take risks, open myself to the unknown, be empathic and advance slowly like a mouse from a cupboard. I feel my way forward, always worried I won\u2019t be able to successfully pull together ridiculous lexical behemoths.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When I was a businesswoman, my favourite hobby consisted of threading lovely beads on a string to make myself bracelets or necklaces I\u2019d wear with pride. I love to create. Today, I assemble vibrant paragraphs to embellish the page. I employ beautiful words; golden agates colouring the meaning of each sentence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">All my lines wish to rid me of fear. I\u2019m training to be at peace with making mistakes, surprise myself and be the sole defender of my viewpoint if need be. So many letters have come from my fingers, so many hesitations, fears and perhaps contradictions. It\u2019s as though I\u2019m weeding a new garden every week; a modest harvest for my readers\u2019 hearts. I love creating so much, adding my personal touch and grain of salt, like a brushstroke or springtime breeze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ve already told you about Julia Cameron, the well-known creativity coach who suggests we take a blank piece of paper each morning and note down by hand everything that comes to our minds in 20 minutes, without thinking or worrying whether it\u2019s neat. As a result, ruminations, worries, small and big frustrations \u2013 everything that stops imagination and creativity from emerging \u2013 are ejected. By giving myself completely to this exercise every morning, I quickly realized I was also releasing things that didn\u2019t have an outlet. At the mid or end point, ideas, desires and projects come to light too. Cameron also suggests to re-read our texts no more than once a month so as not to impede the momentum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Creativity experts are unanimous: it\u2019s essential to put our mind to rest regularly, to relieve it from heavy thinking and the usual activities. Isn\u2019t that what I did despite myself during my Alaskan cruise? Every morning, after two or three coffees, I tried to find a topic to write about without any result. Unconsciously, I suppose, I let my thoughts sail on the blue wave. Sometimes I\u2019d desperately search for the heads of surfacing whales, other times I\u2019d be ecstatic over a rose-purple glacier. Unable to translate so much beauty, my white pages remained empty of words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Recently, I wanted to empty my head and finally open my heart. I shared with you this period of my life in Greece, spread over 10 painful letters. Back in those days, I was trying to escape reality. I wanted to embellish it. I wanted to die. But my babies\u2019 tears brought me back to the present moment, and to life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As I write these lines, my Zorba the Greek is 91 and still alive, but he no longer dances. He spent the last 30 years in his native land, in Thessaloniki. Our oldest son recently crossed the ocean to visit him at his bedside in a hospital. He was told that his father had contracted a highly contagious virus. What will become of him?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Will I ever manage to forget all the miseries this man caused me? Before death carries him off, may my heart forgive him!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cora<br>\u2764\ufe0f<\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I believe that creating is more than a gift from heaven. After publishing some 250 letters, do I still have it in me to fight routine? Being creative is a state of mind I cultivate daily. Others do it while drawing, knitting or composing amazing music. Sometimes the flame inside me flickers, wanes or soars. Writing for me has become the soil of real transformation. To create, I have to take risks, open myself to the unknown, be empathic and advance slowly like a mouse from a cupboard. I feel my way forward, always worried I won\u2019t be able to successfully pull together ridiculous lexical behemoths. When I was a businesswoman, my favourite hobby consisted of threading lovely beads on a string to make myself bracelets or necklaces I\u2019d wear with pride. I love to create. Today, I assemble vibrant paragraphs to embellish the page. I employ beautiful words; golden agates colouring the meaning of each sentence. All my lines wish to rid me of fear. I\u2019m training to be at peace with making mistakes, surprise myself and be the sole defender of my viewpoint if need be. So many letters have come from my fingers, so many hesitations, fears and perhaps contradictions. It\u2019s as though I\u2019m weeding a new garden every week; a modest harvest for my readers\u2019 hearts. I love creating so much, adding my personal touch and grain of salt, like a brushstroke or springtime breeze. I\u2019ve already told you about Julia Cameron, the well-known creativity coach who suggests we take a blank piece of paper each morning and note down by hand everything that comes to our minds in 20 minutes, without thinking or worrying whether it\u2019s neat. 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