Category Archives: Inspiration

A tattoo is basically forever.

You should think pretty hard before you get one, because it’s largely an irreversible decision.

Just about every choice you make with your project and your career, though, doesn’t last forever. And the benefit of taking a risk is significantly higher than it is with a tattoo. A landing page, a pricing move, a bit of copy–they don’t last much more than a day, never mind a lifetime. Higher benefits, lower risk, what are you waiting for?

So go ahead and act as if your decisions are temporary. Because they are. Be bold, make mistakes, learn a lesson and fix what doesn’t work. No sweat, no need to hyperventilate.

Seth Godin

Be bold, make mistakes, learn a lesson and fix what doesn’t work.

Carine Roitfeld’s Beauty Secret

“Come closer and I’ll whisper it into your ear. Shhhhhh… Carine Roitfeld’s most potent beauty elixir is timeless, enduring, free (did I mention free?), and completely intoxicating to everyone in her presence. Her beauty secret is called: Confidence. Not sold in a Sephora near you, I can assure you of that.”

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I Want to be a Roitfeld

Zidioanalyst

Occasionally, I stumble upon a little gem. Life then, for a little stretch of time, seems so much more radiant, hopeful, inspiring, exciting & fun fun fun!

So here it is: McSweeney’s.

A little something lifted:

“…My next dread is Mister or Miss Ziodoanalyst, young folks whose sacred mission in life is to psychoanalyze the oblivious masses, according to Zodiac signs, which is their “science.” The Zodioanalysts, as I have dubbed them, are more stroke-inducing than a diet of corn dogs dipped in ice cream with butter sticks on the side. The conversation goes down like this:

ZODIOANALYST: “Nour, you’re so… so… I can’t find the word for it! When is your birthday again?”

I lie and tell him it’s January 18th.

ZODIOANALYST: “I knew it! You’re such a Capricorn.”

For 30 minutes we bicker about whether or not I fit the Capricorn personality profile, until I tell him that I was really born in November.” – Nour Ali Youssef

5 Podcasts for the fun spiritual seeker

Interesting resources. Beware, for these may well change your perspective!

1. Alan Watts

To exercise economy of words here: the man knew what he was on about. Hinduism, Buddhism, Zen, you name it.

“Alan Wilson Watts (6 January 1915 – 16 November 1973) was a British philosopher, writer, and speaker, best known as an interpreter and populariser of Eastern philosophy for a Western audience.”

More on the Alan Watt’s Podcast here.

2. Swamiji’s Podcast

“In 1962, after many requests, Swami Jyotirmayananda came to the West to spread the knowledge of India. As founder of Sanatan Dharma Mandir in Puerto Rico (1962-1969), Swamiji rendered unique service to humanity through his regular classes, weekly radio lectures in English and in Spanish, and numerous TV appearances. In March 1969, Swamiji moved to Miami, Florida, and established the ashram that has become the center for the international activities of the Yoga Research Foundation.”

A new one I’ve found. I like it a lot so far. Click here for more.

3. The Hip Tranquil Chick Podcast

The modern, curious & generous approach to yoga, holistic lifestyle, traces of spirituality and mostly self-improvement. Fun!

Tranquility available here.

4. Liloumace

Exuberant, young & fearless, Lilou brings to her audience breath after breath of fresh air. So much insight, knowledge and wisdom to be gained though her interviews and content.

Best viewed on Lilou’s Youtube Channel

5. Joel Osteen Ministries

Uplifting. A very welcomed message of hope amidst this nay-saying world. Here.

Are Creative Types Messy People?

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Are creative types messy? Personally, I’m quite creative, if I do say so myself, and I am more than quite messy. I don’t replace stuff immediately after using them in order to not ruin my concentration on the task at hand. Stuff end up piling up all around and I usually dedicate some time to clearing up after everything is done and this clearing up process is sometimes quite cathartic.

I’ve long striven to be super-organised with everything around arranged in a tidy yet aesthetically pleasing manner. It’s been an uphill battle.

I came across, randomly, somewhere, that creative types are messy people and this got me curious. Quick googling came up with a bunch of hits and I find that this topic is not a novelty:

But contrarian voices can be heard in the wilderness. An anti-anticlutter movement is afoot, one that says yes to mess and urges you to embrace your disorder. Studies are piling up that show that messy desks are the vivid signatures of people with creative, limber minds…” – NY Times

Malcolm Gladwell says “… their lives and their brains, their brains are messy. Their imaginations are messy.  Why, because they don’t want to throw anything out.  Why don’t they want to throw anything out?  Because they believe on some level that there is always something of interest or value in whatever they encounter.  They know enough about how mysterious and serendipitous and unpredictable the creative process is that they realize that it’s dangerous to kind of make too hasty a judgment about the value of anything that they come across.

image: Sofia Coppola’s office back in the day (ca. The Virgin Suicides & the founding of MilkFed) | via matchbookmag {source}

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon

I first came across the Invitation on the Hip Tranquil Chick podcast years ago and till now, it still flits through my head every now and then on its own accord:

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are,
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,”Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

The Invitation, Oriah Mountain Dreamer