Qu\u2019est-ce que l\u2019optimisme? Suis-je optimiste? Serait-ce de croire que tout va bien aller envers et malgr\u00e9 tout? Entendre \u00e0 la t\u00e9l\u00e9 ces valeureux m\u00e9decins nous dire que le pays prend du mieux et les croire? Je pense que OUI. L\u2019\u00e9preuve de la COVID m\u2019a gard\u00e9e dans la lumi\u00e8re. Est-ce cela, l\u2019optimisme? Avoir foi; croire que le meilleur finit toujours par arriver? J\u2019aurais pu m\u2019envoler, l\u00e9g\u00e8re comme une plume avec l\u2019ange gardien transportant mon c\u0153ur jusqu\u2019au paradis. Mais ce matin, je me trouve encore ici, agripp\u00e9e \u00e0 ma tasse de caf\u00e9 matinal et v\u00e9rifiant l\u2019encre dans le r\u00e9servoir de ma plume \u00ab\u2009Lamy\u2009\u00bb.<\/p>\n
Je suis du genre \u00e0 esp\u00e9rer; \u00e0 croire que le futur nous apportera de bonnes choses dans tous les domaines. Les hommes de sciences, les chercheurs, les cr\u00e9ateurs et les optimistes provoquent le destin. Ils l\u2019aiguillonnent bien souvent pour qu\u2019il advienne plus rapidement. M\u00eame moi, j\u2019ai fait comme eux; j\u2019ai provoqu\u00e9 ma destin\u00e9e; gentiment. Chaque fin d\u2019ann\u00e9e revisitant mes priorit\u00e9s et ma \u00ab\u2009TO DO LIST\u2009\u00bb. J\u2019\u00e9laguais le moins n\u00e9cessaire pour tonifier le plus important. J\u2019ai toujours eu les yeux plus grands que la panse et j\u2019aimais prendre\u00a0de grandes bouch\u00e9es d\u2019avenir mirobolant.<\/p>\n
Et voil\u00e0 qu\u2019en vieillissant, les d\u00e9sirs se d\u00e9tachent d\u2019eux-m\u00eames de mes listes. Ils perdent de leur ardeur et l\u2019int\u00e9r\u00eat du gain qu\u2019ils auraient pu acqu\u00e9rir. Les listes, d\u2019elles-m\u00eames, s\u2019amenuisent m\u00eame si je n\u2019ai pas r\u00e9ussi ma vie sur toute la ligne, j\u2019en suis bien consciente.<\/p>\n
Je ne me suis pas compl\u00e8tement \u00e9panouie en tant que femme c\u00e9l\u00e9brant ma f\u00e9minit\u00e9, mes attributs et mes aspirations. Je n\u2019ai jamais connu le bonheur de partager ma vie avec une v\u00e9ritable \u00e2me s\u0153ur; un compagnon aimant, sinc\u00e8re et compatible avec moi.<\/p>\n
Je ne me suis pas suffisamment rapproch\u00e9e de ma source divine. Je me suis d\u00e9battue trop souvent dans le noir total et j\u2019en demande pardon au Cr\u00e9ateur.<\/p>\n
Je n\u2019ai pas \u00e9crit autant de livres que j\u2019aurais voulu et j\u2019ai manqu\u00e9 de conviction quant \u00e0 mon talent d\u2019\u00e9criture.<\/p>\n
Mais je suis optimiste et j\u2019ose croire que j\u2019aurai assez de temps pour rafistoler les carreaux manquants \u00e0 ma\u00a0courtepointe de vie. Optimiste, je visualise \u00e0 ma droite un avenir tellement brillant que mes yeux en brailleront de joie. Et \u00e0 ma gauche, je n\u2019y vois qu\u2019un pass\u00e9 peint \u00e0 la poudre d\u2019or.<\/p>\n
Oui, oui, j\u2019exag\u00e8re chers lecteurs, mais l\u2019optimisme est comme un gros \u00e9lastique. Il se rend jusqu\u2019o\u00f9\u00a0on veut bien le tirer. Ainsi, je ne me sens jamais totalement patraque, ni s\u00e9v\u00e8rement d\u00e9courag\u00e9e, car l\u2019optimisme me prot\u00e8ge. Il prot\u00e8ge ma sant\u00e9 physique et mentale. Une minuscule bonne nouvelle fouette mon organisme; un lever de soleil r\u00e9veille mon \u00e9nergie; un sourire, m\u00eame un petit clin d\u2019\u0153il attisent ma joie.<\/p>\n
Pharmacien et psychologue du d\u00e9but du 20th<\/sup>\u00a0si\u00e8cle, \u00c9mile Cou\u00e9 (1857-1926) conseillait \u00e0 ses clients de r\u00e9p\u00e9ter 20\u00a0fois par jour et \u00e0 haute voix ce message optimiste\u00a0:<\/p>\n \u00ab\u2009TOUS LES JOURS, \u00c0 TOUS POINTS DE VUE, JE VAIS DE MIEUX EN MIEUX.\u2009\u00bb<\/p>\n J\u2019ai lu de bord en bord la m\u00e9thode Cou\u00e9, il y a quelque 30\u00a0ans et j\u2019ai r\u00e9cit\u00e9 discr\u00e8tement son mantra partout\u00a0: entre deux rendez-vous au bureau, assise dans l\u2019avion, couch\u00e9e dans mon lit, debout en marchant. Et le pr\u00e9cieux conseil s\u2019est imprim\u00e9 dans ma t\u00eate.<\/p>\n \u00ab\u2009Les actions et les \u00e9motions g\u00e9n\u00e9ratrices de bien-\u00eatre sont bonnes pour la sant\u00e9.\u2009\u00bb Je l\u2019ai lu, l\u2019autre jour, dans un s\u00e9rieux magazine fran\u00e7ais. Et c\u2019est d\u2019ailleurs ce qui m\u2019a incit\u00e9 \u00e0 vous parler d\u2019optimisme. M\u00eame si le c\u00e9l\u00e9brissime Sigmund Freud (1856-1939) consid\u00e9rait l\u2019optimisme comme \u00ab\u2009une illusion indispensable \u00e0 la survie de la civilisation\u2009\u00bb, moi j\u2019ose penser que l\u2019optimisme est un pr\u00e9cieux trait de caract\u00e8re quasi essentiel au plein \u00e9panouissement de toutes nos potentialit\u00e9s.<\/p>\n Et savez-vous quoi? Ce matin, je recommence \u00e0 r\u00e9citer la formule Cou\u00e9 \u00e0 haute voix dans le silence de la cuisine. Qui sait ce qui pourrait m\u2019appara\u00eetre? Un beau Brummell peut-\u00eatre?<\/p>\n TOUS LES JOURS, \u00c0 TOUS POINTS DE VUE, JE VAIS DE MIEUX EN MIEUX<\/p>\n TOUS LES JOURS, \u00c0 TOUS POINTS DE VUE, JE VAIS DE MIEUX EN MIEUX<\/p>\n TOUS LES JOURS, \u00c0 TOUS POINTS DE VUE, JE VAIS DE MIEUX EN MIEUX.<\/p>\n CORA<\/p>\n \u2764\ufe0f<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Qu\u2019est-ce que l\u2019optimisme? Suis-je optimiste? Serait-ce de croire que tout va bien […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":785,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[32],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-778","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-lettre-mme-cora"],"acf":{"img_en":"","contenu_en":"What is optimism? Am I an optimist? Is it believing that everything is going to be okay despite everything? To hear those brave doctors on TV telling us that the country\u2019s situation is improving and choosing to believe them? I say YES. The COVID ordeal has kept me in the light \u2013 is that optimism? To have faith, to believe that the best always happens? I could have been carried away, light as a feather with the guardian angel carrying my heart to Heaven. But I am still here this morning, my coffee cup in hand checking the ink in my Lamy pen\u2019s reservoir.\r\n\r\nI\u2019m the type of person who hopes, who believes that the future will bring us good things in all areas of life. Scientists, researchers, creators and optimists provoke Fate. They often steer it in a certain way so it happens faster. Even I have done the same; I have provoked my destiny, and happily so. At the end of each year, revisiting my priorities and my to-do list, I would prune the ones that were the most insignificant in order to strengthen the most important. My eyes have always been bigger than my stomach, and I liked to take big bites out of this fabulous future.\r\n\r\nAnd now, as I grow older, desires fall away from my lists. They lose their ardour and interest in what they may have achieved. Their numbers become smaller, even if I am acutely aware that I haven\u2019t succeeded in all areas of my life.\r\n\r\nI have not fully assumed my womanhood, celebrating my femininity, strengths and aspirations.\u00a0I have never known the happiness of sharing my life with a true soulmate; a loving, sincere and compatible companion.\r\n\r\nI did not get close enough to my divine source. And I have struggled too often in total darkness. Forgive me, great Creator above.\u00a0I have not written as many books as I would have liked and I have lacked conviction in my writing skills.\r\n\r\nBut I am an optimist, and I dare to believe that I will have enough time to patch up the missing squares in my life\u2019s quilt. Optimistic, I visualize to my right a future so bright that I cry with joy. And to my left, I see only a past painted with gold dust.\r\n\r\nYes, I exaggerate, dear reader, but optimism is like a big rubber band. It goes as far as you want to stretch it. So I never feel completely down or discouraged because optimism protects me. It protects my physical and mental health. A tiny bit of good news fortifies my body, a sunrise stirs my energy, a smile or even a little wink of the eye sparks joy. \u00c9mile Cou\u00e9 (1857-1926), a French pharmacist and psychologist from the beginning of the 20th century, advised his clients to repeat this optimistic message out loud 20 times a day:\r\n\r\n\"EVERY DAY, IN EVERY WAY, I AM GETTING BETTER AND BETTER\"\r\n\r\nI read the Cou\u00e9 method from end to end some 30 years ago and I used to discreetly recite his mantra everywhere, between meetings at the office, sitting on the plane, lying in bed, walking\u2026 And his invaluable advice has been ingrained in my head.\r\n\r\n\"Actions and emotions that create a sense of wellness are good for your health.\" I read the other day in a serious French magazine. And that's what prompted me to talk to you about optimism. Even if the famous Sigmund Freud (1856-1939) considered optimism as an illusion essential to the survival of civilization, I dare to think that optimism is a precious character trait almost essential to the full development of the great potential within us.\r\n\r\nYou know what, I\u2019m going to start reciting the Cou\u00e9 formula out loud again, in the morning calm of the kitchen. Who knows what might appear to me? A Beau Brummell perhaps?\r\n\r\nEVERY DAY, IN EVERY WAY, I AM GETTING BETTER AND BETTER.\r\n\r\nEVERY DAY, IN EVERY WAY, I AM GETTING BETTER AND BETTER.\r\n\r\nEVERY DAY, IN EVERY WAY, I AM GETTING BETTER AND BETTER.\r\n\r\nCora\r\n\r\n\u2764\ufe0f<\/span>"},"yoast_head":"\n