My experiment

I am making an experiment.

I am currently looking for a job to finance my ‘living the dream’ and ‘staying in the city I feel home from home’ and I figured that in order for me to be happy, really happy, which means curious, enthusiastic, brave and balanced, I need to find a job, in which I see some kind of sense. It doesn’t have to be just for the money. I’ve tried it – the “happiness trick” doesn’t work. I am ready to work at my dream job part-time or even only one day a week and finance myself with a second job, but that element of an occupation bringing personal meaning and feeling of sense is essential to me.

So I am looking for a good, meaningful and exciting occupation.

I have given it a little thought. What is good, meaningful and exciting for me?

Books are.

I’ve had this dream for some time now – to have one day a little cosy bookstore where people would like to spend some time in. Or even more ambitious – where people would forget about time. The sort of bookstore where you could have children’s workshops in the morning, poetry readings in the afternoon and a little jazz concert with big musicians in the evening. The perfect mixture of words, contrabass and a good strong cup of coffee.

I’ve given it a second thought. The dream is there and I am not going to give it up. But for somewhat obvious reasons now it’s not the time to make it true. What I can do now though is to apply for a job in a bookstore. In a bookstore that resembles my dream-bookstore.

I have started a little research on the Internet and created a spread sheet, where I will list all the bookstores, which I find appealing. I have written a cover letter. An honest one. And I have updated my CV. I am going to send out my initiative applications and hope for the best.

Today I have send my application to 4 bookstores. Tomorrow I will continue.

There is no guarantее that I will succeed but I already feel better. Because I am doing something. I have started a process. I am putting my feet on a new road and I am excited to find out where it will lead me. Maybe to some place good, meaningful and exciting.

Keep your fingers crossed, if you are a dreamer too.

And I will keep you updated.

The Beatles Museum

“Their music changed the shape of my bedroom, it changed the shape of my head and it changed the shape of my life.” (Bono, U2)

The Beatles is my favourite band. For me it is as if their music has written the alphabet for the music I listened to growing up and which I still feel closest to my heart. I won’t exaggerate if I quote Wim Wenders and say that: “Rock ‘n Roll saved my life.”

I remember translating the lyrics of the White Album with a dictionary in our living room. It was a nice and interesting journey through the bending roads of the English language (try translating ‘Happiness is a Warm Gun’). And I like music and words that can take you to journeys. The more Magical and Mystical, the better.

I’ve visited the Beatles museum in Liverpool last weekend and couldn’t stop myself from taking a few pictures.

Especially for the most dedicated fan of the Beatles I know: my mother.

 

August on an island

It’s my first island experience and Liverpool gave me the loveliest culture shock ever. Nothing prepared me for the friendliness, openness and warmness of the scouse people.

And never have I been called more often ‘love’ in my life. And yes, I love it.