Un trajet en train, comme métaphore de notre vie. Fixé dans le temps et l’espace, on y est comme en captivité, mais aussi ouvert, aux possibilités fluides, “dreamy and free”.
Dans notre train-train quotidien – bien que notre parcours du point A au point B soit figé par notre habitude et nos obligations, on a toujours accès à l’aventure. On peut provoquer des rencontres, par exemple. On peut choisir l’intention de changer de moyen de transport. On peut dire bonjour et sourire à tout le monde. On peut aborder les gens qui nous intéressent, qui nous intriguent. On peut s'approcher de cette fille qui nous attire, se laisser séduire, lui dire « tu es magnifique ».
Beauty is the only thing that will save this broken-down old world, the only thing that can recreate the spirit of aliveness in all of us again, in birth men and women.
What is beauty? Is it a quality of the object observed? Or is it inherent in us, the observer? Perhaps in none of them, but in a dance of the two? Who knows? One thing is certain : beauty has a holy vibration.
If it is not beautiful, it is not true, and if this is so, then beauty is the only truth.
Which is to say that what draws our hearts is the only truth.
Which is to say that what we desire is the only truth.
In mythology, Beauty always arrives as a guide.
Obscure pathways are illuminated,
difficult times are softened,
conflicts are harmonized,
and every ray of new light leads the warrior on gently from adventure to adventure, from wisdom to wisdom, from abundance to abundance.
Beauty fills his heart with the sweetest anthems of gratitude.
Les femmes n’ont pas idée de l’effet qu’elles font aux hommes.
Beaucoup de belles femmes sont innocentes à propos de leur beauté.
Surtout les jeunes, je crois.
Et c'est cette innocence qui les rend encore plus belles.
Casanova, Sartre, ... Not physically attractive at all. But the auras of these men were intoxicating, mesmerising, breath-taking, to volumes of women.
“I was not handsome, but I had something better than beauty—a striking expression which almost always compelled a kind interest in my favour…” – Casanova
Sartre deliberately and painstakingly developed his confidence and persona. He looked at his life, realised that he could either wallow forever in his limitations, or he could do something about it. He dreamed for a long time about being adored and desired by women, until finally he made a conscious choice to become just that. Through sheer force of personality and deliberate choice, that’s exactly what he did. He became what he always dreamed of being: a ladies man.
The only thing he was short on was the courage to get out there and put himself into the land of women.
A man becomes interesting to women by being interested in them.
« Love is three quarters curiosity. » – Casanova
Curiosity is the fundamental ingredient for dynamic interactions and sublime relationships with women.
Curiosity is the wonderment of life. It is the sense of adventure in our soul. It is learning to cultivate profound interest in the journey itself, the learning, the surprises. It is the essential ingredient in every dynamic interaction in life. It is infectious. It’s massively attractive to women.
Curiosity is underrated. Curiosity is misunderstood. It is not about seeking answers. It is about seeking mystery. Always and forever seeking mystery. A great life is one of mystery, not answers.
Intelligence is curiosity. If you are curious, you are intelligent. If you are not curious, you are not intelligent. A general lack of curiosity is the worst of all traits.
We are automatically good at what we are truly curious about. The effort of learning is halved. A man who is curious about women, or anything really, is always paying attention, always fully engaged, always learning.
While other men are looking for ways to impress women, a curious man is looking for new ways to understand them.
Curiosity is alchemy, transforming a pedestrian encounter into a truly engaging experience. It imbues all of our interactions with a sense of ease and delight. It is the only tool a man needs on a date with a woman. It negates any worries about what to say, what to do, how to be. And it is the only thing that will ever keep a relationship alive and interesting.
Genuine curiosity in an interaction or a relationship makes everything flow. It solves everything.
Curiosity is a form of creation. Curiosity begets curiosity. If all men had a spirit of curiosity, the world would change. Imagine a man who is genuinely curious about his wife and children, excited to gather them around him at the end of the day. “Tell me, my loved ones, about your day.” Yes, genuine curiosity allows everything to unfold and spread out before us like a picnic on a sunny day beneath a tree.
Curiosity is a gift, a gift from a man to the world. It is about him learning to be genuinely interested in a woman. It is about being puzzled, amazed and enchanted by her, this amazing woman sharing this part of his life.
He is listening, engaged, and interested. He is fully present with her. He is drawing her forth in return. By sharing himself with her, she will share herself with him.
You can always find something in any woman to be curious about. Curiosity is a choice. We can all choose to be more curious, more interested, more engaged. When we choose curiosity, choose to view the world with a real sense of wonder and delight, our curiosity deepens and strengthens.
Men want a greater experience with women, but all they have to do is look for ways to be curious about women and their lives will change. Women will adore them. Even sprinkling their conversations with the phrase, “I’m curious…” is immensely powerful. “I’m curious… why did you move to this city?” or “I’m curious about those shoes…” And then… just listen. It sets a beautiful tone for the whole interaction. She will call all her friends and say, “Wow, I met a man who really listens!” Genuine curiosity is a trait of all great lovers.
True lovers are immensely curious about women, always listening to them, always looking at them with a sense of wonder. True lovers want to know. Tell me things. Tell me your stories. What do you love? This is HIGHLY mesmerising to women.
The kind of men that women universally adore possess
an inimitable love of life,
a sense of aliveness,
an irrepressible audacity,
and an overwhelming sense of fun.
And more than anything else, they possess a supreme and ever-abiding love and admiration for women.
A lover of women is a lover of life.
Asking for her name is easier than telling her she’s beautiful right away.
Then it makes it easier to tell her she’s beautiful.
There is no such thing as rejection from a woman: there are only the stories we tell ourselves.
On n’est jamais rejeté par une femme.
Le rejet qu’on croit subir, c’est les histoires qu’on se raconte.
A wave, a nod, a hello, a smile, that’s all that’s ever been needed to kindle a fire that lasts a lifetime.
She crosses one leg behind the other, rocking back and forth, the slightest of movements, the way all women do when they are intrigued.
Toutes les femmes font ça quand elles sont intriguées : elles croisent une jambe derrière l’autre et se balancent d’avant en arrière, dans un mouvement des plus subtils.
A man’s mystery comes from having a compelling vision of what he wants and then speaking it clearly to the world.
Right from the moment to meet the girl who is pretty to him.
Mystery comes from his sense that he his caught up in something good and right and necessary.
« You gave me your number and I am going to call you because I like you. »
Mystery is a constant theme in the storybook of his life, the book of picaresque adventure he is writing in every day.
And now she’s a part of it too.
What is missing in the hearts of men today is conviction, courage, commitment – all have given way to an anonymous, vague energy.
I stop her as she is walking by.
That dress, I say... is a success.
She turns to me. I hold eye contact, saying nothing for an extra beat.
Of course we are nervous!
We are moving out of our comfort zone.
This is marvellous.
Nothing wonderful is ever accomplished without the willingness to look foolish or risk failure.
Comfort is what we’ve had our whole life.
Disdain comfort!
We should always be willing to be nervous, to scare ourselves a little, because nervous energy is the pulse of life.
Celebrate nervousness, for it is the life-blood of reckless abandon, of great adventure, of desire manifested into action!
To be nervous and embrace it is amazing.
Instead of using nervousness as an excuse to shrink back, a man can use it as rocket fuel to propel him forward.
« Uh....I was standing over there, and I saw you over here, and uh, I’m a little nervous, but I had to come over and say hello. What’s your name? »
It is universally endearing [attachant] to woman when a man is a little nervous and doesn't try to hide it.