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It's a holiday tree. What difference what holiday? 

“The stiff and unbending is the disciple of death.

The gentle and yielding is the disciple of life.

Thus an army without flexibility never wins a battle.

A tree that is unbending is easily broken.” - Lao Tzu (c.604 - 531 B.C.)


It’s February 15th and our holiday tree is still up… but it’s coming down today!

 

It came down actually. Every nutcracker and ornament has been carefully packed up for another 10 months. We are just waiting for a day when it isn’t -35 to put it all away in the garage. Good thing it is so sunny. We can stay where it is warm and cheerful. My son remarked that it seemed so much roomier without the tree. I think I am ready for the spring expansion because I was happy to see some regular homey things around. I think we went to the very end of the christmas decoration experience. 

 

So here are some pictures of our “Valentine’s tree”:) There were a bunch of hearts scattered about. Perfect!

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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No Mockingbirds were injured in the writing of this blog! 

“If you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you’ll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view, until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.”Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)

 

It is nearing the end of January and my Christmas tree still reigns over the main level of the house. What to do? What to do?

 

It is interesting to look back at how each generation changes the shape of society. We look at how we were raised, taught, treated. We decide what we want to keep and pass along to our children. I do think we are more aware of our choices. That’s great! But it also comes with the responsibility of dealing with the consequences of those choices. As a parent, I can choose to be my kid’s buddy or my kid’s mom. I am their mom. I say things like, “You know I have to enforce consequences now? It’s my job as a mom to punish you.” Or at other times I provide them with the right frame work that will help them shape their lives and their choices. Being a parent has responsibilities. That hasn’t changed. What is different may be my relationship with my children. My kids know there are no second chances and I am not embarrassed about telling them their behaviour is inappropriate even if we are in public. There is room for discussion on any subject and I will give them an honest answer (even if it means I will opt for the “medical” explanation). My round about point is, I try to see the other’s perspective. There are so many times it has helped me be a better employee, team mate, musician, mother, partner… fill in your own blanks.

 

What the heck as all that got to do with a decorated tree? I’ve got three people happy it is still up and lights up our dark winter nights. When I crawl inside their skin, I’m happy too.

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Going for a spin? 

“To be alive is to be dizzy and not to know exactly where to go.” Ander Monson

 

Well I must be really really alive because I have been so dizzy that I can barely walk.

 

I have this weird condition that hits me every couple of years. Ten years ago, I woke up one morning, sat on the edge of my bed and was so dizzy I fell back and couldn’t get up for at least an hour. The dizziness made it hard to stand, or walk, and I certainly would not be able to operate a vehicle in such a state. A visit to a specialist confirmed what my research had uncovered. Inside the labyrinth of our inner ear there are sensors that float around in the liquid and send messages to our brain. It regulates balance and the brain confirms those messages with reports it gets from our eyes. In my ears, the sensors clump together and send skewed reports to the brain. The disparity with the messages sent from my eyes cause the vertigo to set in. Since it is a mechanical issue, there is no treatment or cure. The specialist could not offer any explanation as to why it happens or what the causes could be. So I spend the two or three days it lasts completely unable to do anything and virtually exhausted by the dizziness.

 

So now I am at the end of day three. Having had a lot of time to just sit immobile wondering what could possibly be at the root of my issue, I still have no physical or spiritual answers. I hope I can work tomorrow as I have missed enough hours already due to my kid’s life changing accident. I am living in a whirlwind. My life has changed dramatically in all kinds of ways. Maybe I need to adapt to this new pace, this new direction…

 

I can walk now. I still get dizzy. I am glad to be alive so I will find a way to march on.

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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I can do that. 

“One friend, one person who is truly understanding, who takes the trouble to listen to us as we consider a problem, can change our whole outlook on the world.” – E. H. Mayoli

Sometimes all I need is for someone to listen to me.

 

It is a normal reflex in all of us to want to give advice or find a solution or to react to a part of what someone is saying to us. But it is soooo true that what all of us need is to be heard. I need that too. Even, I think that the ability to express verbally, not vent, but express what is troubling me, allows me to see clearer. I don’t want a solution. I want to free myself from what is troubling me if only for a while.

 

So next time someone is pouring their heart out, just listen to them. Listen all the way. We all need to be heard. Sometimes that is the only solution we need.

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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step one: listen up 

“Listening is an attitude of the heart, a genuine desire to be with another which both attracts and heals.”Sura Hart, Respectful Parents, Respectful Kids: 7 Keys to Turn Family Conflict into Cooperation

 

I don’t know exactly where I would classify this one because it fits in sooooooo many places. I think it has to be the most under valued quality in a person and the most important gift we can offer another.

 

Generations ago, people sat around a table or a living room and conversed. That means one person talked and the rest listened. then one person replied and the rest listened. There was a culture where we did not interrupt or speak over someone loudly. When we listened, we really listened. I have a parenting book in my library called “The Discipline Book” and very compelling is the subtitle: “How to talk so children will listen and listen so children will talk.” Even if you never open the book what is on the front cover gives you tools to help you succeed in most of your relationships. How we say what we say and how we listen to others will determine, for the most part, what we can expect from our relationships. I have someone in my entourage that is always saying, “You never listen!” to everyone. The real irony is how little this person listens to others and even to himself that he does not notice how inconsistent he can be in a single sentence.

 

Let’s allow ourselves to learn from that guy. This week’s task: listen to yourself speak. Notice what you say, the words you choose and how you feel while you are speaking. No need to change anything. Just listen and notice. You can comment and share your findings is you wish. 

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Do it once, then a 1000 times 

“We are what we repeatedly do.  Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit.”
-
Aristotle

This year, I have decided that I a few subjects would be recurring in the course of my week: our ability to create, be it our lives or our art; empathy, a much misunderstood concept and consciousness.

 

Increasing our awareness of all these things comes with visiting them on a  regular basis. So if you are with me, I will try to publish something 3 times a week. I invite you to comment. It allows my writing to become more than a conversation with myself. After all the point is that authentic human connection I am always pursuing.

 

So tune in regularly and we will see what we have become when we emerge on the other side of the worm hole ( or worm whole?) :)

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Bianca Pittoors & Marc Langis are Bianca Basso. Creators of original vintage music, they are distinctive in their contemporary style.

I get it! 

“You can only understand people if you feel them in yourself.” – John Steinbeck

 

As a singer, I studied music but in addition, I studied lyrics. I dove into the stories and words and characters in each song. If the words didn’t resonate with me, then I wouldn’t sing the song. I had to get it under my skin, or had to get under it’s skin, or I couldn’t bring it to life.

 

I believe that we have an obligation to feel the music we are playing. In jazz we have this incredible legacy of great, timeless songs, just out there for us to borrow, learn from and earn a living with even. We have a responsibility too, towards all the writers that poured their heart and soul into each piece. We owe it to them to study them, to get to know a little about them, to try to understand who they were and what they were feeling. What was going on in the world when the piece was written. It is part of the art of interpretation, with or without words. It is easy to spot instrumentalists who do this too. When you stand in front of an audience, it is what you feel that reaches them. Only what comes from the heart can reach the heart. The rest is superficial and illusive. When we feel and sing or play what we feel, we allow the audience to go there too. In this way, even something painful can become something beautiful. To feel that heartbreak allows us to release it from our broken heart’s grip, if but for a moment. That is how healing happens. It happens through an authentic human connection.

 

There is an art to life that I have discovered in my life as an artist. I have found a truth that allowed me to transfer this connection with people. The more I listen to others, the more I understand them and the more I understand myself.

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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A little crisis, a little adrenaline and a little faith. 

Sometimes you need a little crisis to get your adrenaline flowing and help you realize your potential.” Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

Let me tell you, my adrenaline is flowing all right. Now, let the potential be realized!

 

I have been pondering in my “spare” time. (The word “spare” is in quotation marks because it is a farce to even think there is a parent on the planet who has more time than tasks but that is for another blog…) I have noticed that my life is a series of waves and patterns. Happy joyful moments followed by challenges followed by calm followed by something new. I have challenges. They are multiple and have presented themselves in many shapes and sizes. I can’t always see what my purpose is and I don’t always understand the evolutionary opportunity that is the treasure within but I believe there is a reason. I have observed that although I have had more challenges and failures than other people I know, I remain far more hopeful and open to good things happening. I have a secret weapon. It is faith. Yup good old garden variety Faith. It is the one thing my not always successful music career has given me. The strength to keep going even when I can’t see how it will happen. We do have to believe, I am talking really believing here not wishing, in order for anything to come. The energy we put into our dreams is not at all the same if we just wish rather than believe. Wishing has a element of doubt. Belief does not. That is what i leaned from my previous crises. 

 

We have a book at my day job: The book of answers. The idea is you randomly open it and will find an answer or a phrase of enlightenment. I have opened it to “There are obstacles to overcome” repeatedly. Good thing I know I have the potential to overcome whatever comes my way. I have had a lot of practice.

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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A year filled with magic could be fun... 

“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.” -J. B. Priestly

 

Imagine starting each day with the thought that it is magical.

 

I must admit I do not start each and every day like that. I do start each new year with the thought of something I want to work on, or achieve. I think it has always helped give me focus and direction. I don’t want to be the kind of person who just is there punching a clock or letting the days, weeks and years go by. It is so easy to let life pass us by when we are just working for the weekend. Every moment there is an opportunity to create. As I sit on my couch looking at the snow falling and the glow of christmas lights, I wonder what is in it for me this year. What do I want? Where do I want to be in 12 months? Right this second, I don’t know and I don’t actually mind that I don’t know. Maybe letting go is my motto this year. Letting go of those things and people I can’t change. Letting go of expectations. Letting go of fears. Letting go disappointments and wrongs I can’t right.

 

Without all that baggage it might be a year with more opportunity. Bring it on! I’m wide open to possibility and my calendar is as free as I am. Lucky me and Happy All Year to you :)

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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A new resolve to ponder 

“Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over instead of craving control over what you don't.” 

― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free

 

This sounds like a very good New Year’s resolution. In my pursuit of fully being in the moment, I thought this one really deserved attention.

 

So many of us are trying to create our lives with our thoughts and our feelings and all those other bits and pieces our modern day gurus keep telling us. Yet, for me anyway, there is always a bit missing here, and a frustration that bounces back there and things change but things don’t. How many people do you know who always end up back in the same place, same relationship same career dynamic. And the list can go on and on. I am one of them. Frustrates me. I wonder why I can’t get beyond it. Then I read that quote up top. Ah yes those sneaky control issues disguised as ambition or focus. They do keep us from clearly seeing that in order to create the life we want, we have to let go of the life we don’t want and more importantly all those things we can not change. Ever. No matter how much we try to do the right thing, or be nice to people because we don’t want other’s unkindness to change us. The truth is it changes us in a not so good way. So why not make a resolution right now. Change your mind about what your options are. Look for what you can change. Take a long hard look at what you can’t change and then change how you feel about that and change how it affects you. I suspect we may all start to feel like there is a shift in control; not in the control freak kind of way but in the “I’m in control” confident way. 

 

A confident person doesn’t have to control others. They are in control of themselves, their own lives, the decisions they take and the commitments they make. A person connected to their power is always aware that even if life is ever changing some things are not theirs to change. Letting go of what we can’t change is the first step towards incredible change. Who’s with me?

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Half-man or closet superhero. 

“In this world, who can do a thing, will not;

And who would do it, cannot, I perceive:

Yet the will's somewhat — somewhat, too, the power —

And thus we half-men struggle.” 

Robert Browning, Robert Browning's Poetry

I was looking for something as I do. Just the right words. Just the right thought. Just on the nose. Just to the side of it…

 

Sometimes I wonder why I have faith. I wonder what I have faith for? Don’t you? I write music that people from all over, in different parts of the world, tell me makes them happy. I think, “Wow! Isn’t that the whole point?” Truly though, why are we here? It seems that lately I spend more time solving problems that I did not create and putting out fires that other people are feeding and feeding faith that is starving itself to a slow painful death. I can’t just sit on the sidelines. If I can make the world I live in a better place, I feel it is my duty to do so. So… is my will my ultimate power? Am I a half-man or is there hope for me yet? In french there is an expression about repairing broken pots. I don’t want that job anymore. I want the job that requires the part of me to make people happy to be ON. 

 

So who am I really? The one who can do…The one who would do? Stay tuned while I find my cape and my true power. To be continued…

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Counting: one, two, three... 

“We need deliberately to call to mind the joys of our journey. Perhaps we should try to write down the blessings of one day. We might begin; we could never end; there are not pens or paper enough in all the world.” - George A. Buttrick 

 

Yesterday was the day of good news. I decided that today it would continue and that as long as every challenge is an opportunity to become stronger then there is no bad news only great lessons for which we can be thankful.

 

That snippet of zen wisdom comes after the less zen stress I was not able to conquer. No matter how much I tried. The hardest thing for me lately was to be utterly and completely powerless. Let me explain. My daughter had an accident which completely crushed three fingers on her dominant hand. Over the last few weeks it has been meds and surgeon visits to follow up on extensive reconstructive surgery. Amputation was always hovering like a dark cloud. The stress, fatigue and worry about how to help my teenager deal with the psychological scar an amputation would imply was tortuous. I knew I had to let go. I knew her journey was not my journey even if she is on my journey. How could I send my daughter to school one morning and she be forever changed? I could do nothing. Or it felt like nothing… I could not heal her. I was not her doctor. I cared for her. I appreciated her unwavering good spirit. I even appreciated the odd moment when she was acting her frustrating teen age. 

 

We appear to be out of the critical moment now. I am very grateful for the wonderful and talented surgeon at CHEO, Dr. Duncan. I am very proud of my daughter’s strength. 

 

This week we count our blessings. Marc asked me today what I wanted for Christmas. My answer was this: “nothing, I already got what I wanted.” Christmas has come early. 

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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I can't hear you... 

“Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.” Stephen R. Covey

On top of all the challenges that have shown up in my life lately, I have an opportunity for evolution (all suffering is evolution says Buddha) that is a true test.

 

I have long noticed that a lot of people don’t listen at all. They listen for the “space” that allows them to speak. They are just waiting for their chance to express their thoughts and opinions. When I first noticed this, I was genuinely struck with the desire to examine this behaviour in myself. After all, everyone is our mirror, so what we see in others or bothers us in others usually exists in ourselves. Like it or not, take notice and you’ll start to see the truth in that more often than you wish to admit. So I did. I chose to really listen. Speak less. I started to notice how many people who argued about not being heard were themselves horrible listeners. Most of the time arguing at some later point in time that you never mentioned this or said that, or I’m not aware. 

 

When you are the type of person that has a commitment to harmony, you listen and look for every solution possible. It is the solution that is important. Beyond blame, beyond the cause of whatever problem it is you are trying to solve, the solution itself is the goal. I also believe that every problem has several solutions and that if you are really committed to doing what is right for all concerned, it is possible to find a solution where everyone can be happy. This does require that the other person, or persons, involved also wish to find a solution. This can not happen when one party is more concerned about being right. There are many times when being right and doing what is right are not the same thing. When you are intent on being right chances are you are not listening at all, except for the opportunity to speak your mind yet again.

 

So… harmony shmarmony? Well let’s just say even a peaceful warrior is a warrior. Doing what is right might mean changing our aim in order to reach the intended target. Practice makes perfect!

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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Sheep to the power of 10 or empty your psychological trash bin 

“Some people believe holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it.” ― Ann Landers

 

I am in an insomnia daze. I can’t sleep. My daughter makes a whisper of a sound and I am up like a flash (with my cape on I might add). I need to empty my thoughts and let go but it is harder to do than I care to admit.

 

The last decent night’s sleep I had was November 23rd. Since my daughter’s accident on the 24th, my life has been turned upside down. First it was the emotional trauma and since returning home from the hospital, it has been a rigorous med schedule with timers going off in the night to stay on track. Actually my days are driven around the next timer; everything happens in between. My mind is having a really hard time turning off, not to mention letting go. But I know I have to… It does come down to faith. What we believe in is put to the test every once in a while. So I’m sitting in my living room while everybody in the house is sleeping (thank God for that!) wondering when “tired” will take over and allow me to sleep. The next timer rings in 3 ½ hours. I have no choice but to clear my mind. 

 

I guess I am going to find out what kind of strength I really have, one breath at a time. Good night. I hope…

 

Namaste!

Bianca

 

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This little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had none... 

“Everything you can imagine is real.” ― Pablo Picasso

When a child is born, we count their 10 fingers and count their 10 toes and are grateful when they are healthy. Then begins the challenge of life.

 

When my son was 12 days old he started getting sick. He was a sick baby for the first couple of years of his life and spent them in my arms. For someone who was always suffering, he was a strong sport. I know many an adult who would have complained far worse than my little man. His sister who was always more dramatic was a little different. I used to joke that I hoped she would make her way to Broadway some day so that all this drama would pay off. Well this week, my daughter had an accident. Se had a very serious accident in fact. Her hand was crushed and the prognosis was not good. It was very difficult for us musicians to imagine the outcome for our graceful bird. In the hospital she was calm, she was polite and she was kind to all who tended to her. When the nurse who had been with us for her 12 hour shift came by before going home, my daughter opened her eyes and thanked her for everything she had done for her. Before going into surgery, we took a quiet moment together, to meditate, to pray, to focus on the healing. She had a beautiful calmness about her. She stayed positive. She was in great pain and yet stayed in control of herself.

 

After the surgery, when the surgeon told me all her fingers were alive, I was struck with a feeling of euphoria and an overwhelming gratitude. Both plastic surgeons who had reconstructed her had big wide smiles; we had anticipated the worst and had come through with the best outcome. My daughter smiled at us. Back in her hospital room she said to me, “Mom, I feel like there’s all these little construction guys in there busily working on rebuilding my hand!” “You keep imagining them rebuilding you chicken, and remember to thank them for their hard work!”

 

In the end it is the little things that matter. We all have the ability to create a great life. So count your 10 fingers and count your 10 toes and then count all your blessings. 

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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Hang on a second!  

"There is love in holding and there is love in letting go." - Elizabeth Berg

From the beginning we go through life accumulating. Little babies come into the world and are showered with gifts. Soon the “I want” and “Mine” stages settle in for the looooong ride. It’s all about grabbing on to stuff. So when do we learn about letting go?

 

There is so much baggage that we carry around every day that we could let go of. Just think about it for a minute. Old ideas and perceptions and judgements (most about ourselves…) get heavy and weigh us down. Ever watch a kid in a play area just grabbing and accumulating toys? They come to a point where they can’t carry anything more. Then they are faced with the situation that they can’t pick anything else up without dropping something. This dilemma happens to all of us all through our lives, it just isn’t as obvious that we have to be willing to let go of the what we’ve been holding onto in order to make room for something new. Anyone engaged in the creative knows you have to create space for new ideas to come in. You have to let go. 

 

The whole universe is engaged in a big recycling program of composting and transformation. In nature and in life, nothing stays the same for long. We were never meant to hold on to anything for ever, so let go and let life happen. 

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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The proof is in the sharing! 

"In performance, we have a greater purpose. The greater purpose is that we’re communing together, and we want this moment to be really special for all of us. Because otherwise, why bother to have come at all? It’s not about proving anything. It’s about sharing something." - Yo-Yo Ma

Photo by Claude Brazeau

 

Tonight Marc and took a walk in our neighbourhood and stopped in on a friend. We had a glass of port and just listened to her tell us stories. Then she told us that a good friend of hers passed away last month and her last outing before she died was our show in June.

 

Marc looked at me. “Imagine” he said. I smiled. I smiled because I was happy it was with us. I know she spent an evening full of fun and love and authenticity. I know when I get on a stage I offer my heart and my soul for those who wish or want to take it in. I don’t care all that much about critics. There are always people who do not like (or get) what you do. But for anyone who is looking to feel something real, I bet on me and my music with Marc. 

 

So we raised our glass of port to Danielle. I will surely think of her when we go back to the NAC on Oct 2nd. Long live life and the memories of those we love!

 

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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It starts with letting go. 

“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.” - Gandhi

I had an experience with forgiveness recently that made me realize that forgiveness is more complicated a process than I had realized.

 

Firstly we must ask for forgiveness. In order for that to happen we must think we have done something that requires forgiving. I always have a bit of an issue with blaming and find it so unproductive. Blaming someone (or the need to blame someone) means they are pushed very far away, deep down and labelled with a big sticker that says “Wrong”. It puts them in a place where the automatic reaction is to not even want to apologize. There is nothing welcoming about someone who needs to lay blame. Blame breeds resentment not forgiveness. Yet forgiveness is what so many of us seek. That subtle ability to give something back to lessen the blow and lick a wound sort of speak. I personally found I could not ask for forgiveness unless I had forgiven myself. Asking it of myself was even harder than asking it of another. 

 

If we listen to Mr. Gandhi we will realize that learning to forgive ourselves is a sign of strength. After all how can we even think of forgiving others when we are unable to forgive ourselves? How can we accept forgiveness from another when we can not give it to ourselves? Let go of the blame and release it all to the universe. There is strength in letting go.

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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What time is it? 

Life is too short to be busy." - Tim Kreider 

 

The most precious commodity I have is my time. I divide my time between Marc, my children (2 + 2), my interests (too numerous to mention) and my job. Then of course is a seemingly unending list of projects and exciting recipes…

 

Life goes by in a blink, its rate of speed increasing like the rate of expansion of the universe. My to do list is never ending and sometimes I wonder what my kids think as they see me constantly fluttering about, planning and conceptualizing my next stroke of genius, with humility of course. The one thing I am just terrible at, is doing nothing. I believe that is an art. I do not master that art and ironically enough, learning to do nothing is on my “to-do” list. I am laughing at the very thought of it… Right this moment I am writing to you as I sit in the glow of a late summer sun, glass of white wine at my side in the company of another someone who is always creating. Any guesses?

 

Life is short but living in the moment makes time stand still sometimes. It happens when I am singing, writing, playing, laughing… creating. Take a moment to be in the moment and life won’t feel quite so hectic. I promise ;)

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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Like something out of this world 

“Paradise Lost is sometimes Heaven found.”Arthur Yorinks


When I was in my early 20s I had a boyfriend who was just one of these lucky people. In the face of unmet expectations, he would always say, “It must be a blessing in disguise!” In the end it always was.

 

A few years ago, when it was Celine’s 100th show, I was fortunate enough to be in Vegas at the festivities. Although I had been with Marc for a few years at this point, the occasion had never arisen to meet this wonderful boss my boyfriend could only say kind things about. That night when the opportunity presented itself, we no sooner had said, “Pleasure to meet you,” that someone hurried us into a pose for a picture and then she was off to the next paparazzi engagement. I had always been disappointed that I, who believes that "Anytime you can make an authentic human connection you have to go for it!" just didn’t make any kind of connection at all.

This week when Marc’s music career with Celine got put on hold indefinitely and he came home early, I was thrilled to have him home. There are the obvious reasons, of course, but also it meant Marc was free to do a gig with me on Saturday night. I knew the guest speaker for the event was Colonel Chris Hadfield, undoubtedly the most popular astronaut of his generation. When Hadfield was on the space station, we watched his videos. Marc had read his story and said, “This guy is like me. In 1969 when they landed on the moon for the first time, we were watching and we had the same dream. But Marc’s life propelled him into a different star system. So last night, after we were done playing our tunes, we sat in the audience and listened to Chris share a little about his inspiring journey but also about his view of how connected and the same we human being are on this planet. We were honoured to be there. It was a blessing for us to be together in that moment. Then the very talented Mr. Hadfield had Marc join him on stage to play his iconic version of the Bowie classic, Major Tom. And if that wasn’t enough, when he was done, he gave Marc his very very special and cool Space Station pick with his name on it. I’ve got pictures to prove it all happened in real time. It happened because Marc was not in Vegas on stage with Celine.

Marc Langis & Colonel Chris HadfieldThe pick that came from space


Originally at this event there were completely different plans. I wanted to be there so I gave my client a bunch of add-ons for free. I really wanted to come home with a picture of me with Colonel Hadfiled; my kids would be so impressed, I thought. In the end, I did not get a picture of myself with Chris. What I did get instead was a kiss on the cheek, a bit of conversation and an moment of authentic human connection that would not have come if I had been focussed on the selfie. The memory of that moment, that exchange, is the blessing I'll keep from what was a most lovely evening.

 

Opportunities can happen at anytime. Be careful about what you focus on. You might discover that with your unmet expectation, a golden opportunity is bundled up like the hidden blessings that it is.

 

Namaste!

 

Bianca

 

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