On the go: Creative loneliness

On the go is your innovation story inspired from elsewhere

What happens when you leave everything behind to follow your dreams? I have wanted to answer that question for myself. Perfect job, perfect life, perfect salary. I left it all behind to discover what was hiding in there. Somewhere under years of trying to be someone I wasn’t, someone I’ve stopped wanting to be. Deep down under those diplomas, those experiences, those achievements. I started experiencing again. Here is what I found.

Nothing but life

Nothing but life
Nothing but life

I live in the middle of nowhere. Around my house, oceans of natural flower meadows, beeches freely swaying in the wind. People ? A handful of them during winter, over twenty in summer. The nearest town requires a ten minute drive and offers half a dozen leisure activities I could spend time and money attending. I’d rather find inspiration from emptiness, quietness, loneliness. I usually start the day sipping a cup of tea in front of our garden, watching tiny birds arrive with the sun. After driving Lisa to school, I’d walk down the hiking path close to our house. I’d breathe countryside, this slightly smoky scent of soil and leaves uncovering from the night frost. I’d breathe freedom, time, stillness, admiring the endless horizon as a new day unveils.

Nothing but happiness

Nothing but happiness
Nothing but happiness

It had to be “writing”. Whatever the topic, whatever the format, it had to get my hands running over a keyboard, and my eyes deciphering the black letters suddenly jumping out of my mind. As far as I can remember, being a “writer”, whatever this may have meant to a six year old little girl, has always remained as a “dream job” to me. This is not about earning money, nor about obeying to a social requirement of having a “professional curriculum”, or a proudness of some sort to showcase specific skills and abilities that I handle better than anyone else. The sound of typing simply comforts me. The lines, slowly rolling out across the screen, the paragraph forming, the rhythm created as I think and write. This is a dream job to me.

Nothing but love

Our human network
Our human network

The Internet appeared in my daily life when I was eight years old. My father, an early computer engineer, had left his home computer on and had networked it with his office computer. No one at that time was talking about the Internet as we know it today. I remember entering his study as he had left home, and seeing those green words on the black screen: “Is there anyone here?”. I started replying him, and we had our first virtual conversation about how he could talk to me even though he was not physically here. This emotional relationship with technology has driven my career, and is still influencing my approach to connectedness and communications. I believe in links we create between people by connecting them. I believe there is a human value we develop through networks. I believe those links are embedded with feelings that can only be computed by emotional beings.

Nothing but sense

Nothing but sense
Nothing but sense

Combining what I can do, what I love to do and what I have been taught to do. Finding time to think it through, test and trial, fail, and fail again. Think smarter, figure a way out. Try again. Defining a sensible sweet spot between what the world needs and what I am able to bring. Working hard to deliver a unique value to the best possible audience, with the best possible impact. This is not a business plan anymore. This is not even a business. This is all about being myself to the world, plainly, naively, brilliantly, mindfully, emotionally, professionally. Learning with others, failing with others, succeeding thanks to others.

From emotions to actions

Living beautiful diversity
Living beautiful diversity

So I started writing a blog, two years ago. And this is what I found. I found myself in a crowd of readers, deciphering words, sentences, meaning, emotions. People who transcript views into their own visions, minds and words. People who write and share their experiences. People who contribute to making sense, walking in that hiking path with me, admiring the endless horizon as a new day unveils.

“Writing (not just as an act of writing), but about our creative endeavors, sharing our creative vision – doesn’t necessarily has to be seen as a try to convince someone into something or selling anything, but rather as a creating an experience where we can share our talents at broader scope; building a firm foundation for a contribution we can make with our work. It’s a natural way of attracting like-minded people and fostering community.” Business in Rhyme

This experience has inspired me a reverse engineering approach from uniformity to diversity. I have developed this approach as part of “Beautiful Diversity” to encourage people to live a diversified life, and enjoy their own diversity:

Reverse engineering systems towards diversity
Reverse engineering systems towards diversity

Uniformity is what I have been asked to deliver for the first 30 years of my life. Complying with models, because the color of my skin says I come from elsewhere although I was born here, forcing me to justify my presence in what some politicians have recently called a “white” country. Because we need to work hard and make the biggest money possible in the biggest companies possible so we can be considered as “serious”. Because we need to shine with the brightest diplomas on the most impressive resumes so we can be considered as “valuable”.

Diversity is everything I have discovered since I live here, writing this blog, singing as part of my music band, living inner and outer diversity as a philosophy. My hope is that this experience of faithfully being and acting as diverse as I can be inspires others do the same and create a virtuous circle where creativity, truth, honesty, care, love and freedom transpire from the choices we make.

I once asked that this world starts making diversity creative. Writing as being no one else but myself is the best contribution I have found to participate to this effort. Singing similar messages with my music band participates to building this community. This community in which I include the authors I quote, my readers, followers, likers… This community where our value is our difference, where dissimilar experiences bring more sense, where being unique, and at times alone, leads to creative aspirations to change the world.

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