Shelf for Seeds, a new way to arrange your books

You know that there are entire books about “how to arrange your bookshelves”. Alphabetically, authors’s names, centuries, genres and themes, companies…

I used to casually group things. Books about movies. Pocket books by collection. All books about an author I love (Chekhov, Bernhard, Faulkner or Jünger). Art books. Etc.

As I write this blog, I just had the idea of picking up some books from all these shelves and to regroup them in an empty bookshelf, called : “Books of many Seeds”.

Many books stays out of this, it’s easy : novels, or books digging “one concept”. In fact, only a few books (three shelves by now) are able to live there. They are the “Books of many seeds”. If you need an idea to write an article, just pickchoose one.

Have a nice day !

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Dance of the Seeds Providers

Seeds for the mind are the little ideas from which you can grow an entire tree (then a forest, thank you dear). Most of the time, we have our own little box of seeds, or we can grab one or two, sometimes, in a magazine, in a book, in a movie.

But how delicious are the seeds provided deliberately by a friend. Imagine you’re stuck on a work, an article, a musical piece, a drawing. This person begins to ask you about this and that. If he (or she, let’s say she’s a she) is smart, she will dig with you, helping you to find the flaws, the lacking elements, the “it’s too much here”. Patterning.

One can also drop one seed. This external element can wait for a long time (or not), then it grows. It grows well and efficiently because this person is a friend, and knows you. She has this smile. She knows…

There are many ways of giving seeds. It can be very simple, like offering three words to someone who wants to write a short story. Or three pictures ? It can be the muse thing. The way you are or work as inspiration. A field for seeds !

How could I explain the bliss when you have someone in front of you who’s there for that, with a little box of new seeds in his pocket ? “Want one ? What kind ? Why ? Tell me…”

Tool is about this in both directions :

  • Do you NEED a seed ? Who will you ask ? Do you have this kind of friend ?
  • Can you OFFER a seed ? Who needs it ? Are you able to do this ?

 

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“I miss something, but… I don’t know what it is…”

“I miss something, but… I don’t know what it is…”

I think you feel something in the deepest of your chest when you read this phrase. Right ? If you don’t, you can go watch your Christmas tree or go to the gym, you’re good.

The Abandonment Syndrome is in almost everyone of us. You don’t have to be an orphan, being abused, or to have alcoholic parents to suffer this pain ! for this incompleteness, It’s a matter of shades, though…

Mistrust, sabotage behaviors, need of control, excessive moods, etc, and this “hole” you have in your heart, sometimes.

“Quelque chose me manque, mais je ne sais pas quoi…”

Yes, it’s a matter of shades (degrees, levels, what should I say ?). It can be a very little feeling of loneliness if you can’t share your enthusiasm after a great (French) movie, to a dangerous nervous breakdown leading you to suicide or hospital.

I realised a bit late in my life that the biggest joy and happiness were brought to me when I found a mate with whom I could SHARE (which is the key of all this, for myself) things, ideas, glee and jubilation.

This became clearly a flaw. I filled my abandonment with sharing, sharing, sharing. So much that I could fall in love with a brain “made of the same wood” (and it became like an orgy of sparkling ideas each time I talked with this person). When this person is away, you feel like a lonely fool, with all your sharing stuff bouncing in your head, cf this Inner Gold article.

Levers :

Growing as an adult, I found out there are two ways to deal with abandonment, incompleteness.

1/ Never surrender. Find your mates. Share. Be happy. Life is short. Cherish them. It can be from a distant Facebook friend you will never meet to the biggest love of your life, the person you would marry. Yes it’s a hunt. Yes it’s a terrific source of bliss !

2/ Surrender. Know the irony of life. Recognize the pain you have in your heart. Know it. Dance with it. You’re alone, you’re alone forever. Play as if you were happy. Be happy. Be alone happy, even if you’re in family. This loneliness can be tamed.

You know how I know that ? I watched older people around me. The intelligent, the sparkling ones. They explore the world and its culture, Art, they dig, deeply, they love it ! They don’t need to share. They are all alone. They like it like that. Some of them told me the secret : the hole and the pain, it’s here. They learned how to not care, and not let things get to them.

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