I have not been here much lately, instead I have been flunking a biochemistry exam (despite the tremendous help from Mr Andersen), working on some assignments until late at night, and on wednesday of next week I will have the final oral presentation for my college course in Food Innovation and Entrepeneurship. I went back into formal education in September 2012 with the idea that I would either learn how to make money from food (which I had not really managed in any convincing manner in the seven years I ran Maison Djeribi micro bakery) or realize that it was not for me. I have learned a lot. I have realized that I knew a lot already. I have made friends. I have had to study pretty closely some models of practice that are run contrary to anything I stand for, these are really lucrative. To put it mildly I am not convinced. I know that I will hang on to the poetry of my relationship to food and nourishment.
Before we set our hearts too much upon anything, let us examine how happy those are who already possess it. François de La Rochefoucauld
I have not given up the idea of making food for other people than my children and I, but I need to invent something altogether different than what is generally called “business” and I must shape this inside my heart and know it will happen if it is for me. Whether I can make any money from it I am still not sure. Something along the lines of a once-a-week rural bakery/café/market (where?), something of a social project (who?), inspired by a myriad of exciting projects around the world that fill me with hope when I read about them. How? We will see.
In September 2012 I also started my training as an homeopath, and come next September I will be able to take my first patients as a student under supervision, I am really really looking forward to this. What a wonderful training, I am making friends and I am learning a tremendous amount, about me, about healing. This is really for me. At this point in my life I know : what comes my way is for me to learn from. I am learning.
La nature est là qui t’invite et qui t’aime (Le Vallon) Alphonse de Lamartine
My heart feels like a pretty soft thing still.