…disons à nos enfants qu’ils arrivent sur terre quasiment au début d’une histoire et non pas à sa fin désenchantée…

Ariane Mnouchkine, 82 ans

« Il faut fuir l’incrédulité ricanante, enflée de sa propre importance, fuir les triomphants prophètes de l’échec inévitable, fuir les pleureurs et vestales d’un passé avorté à jamais et barrant tout futur.
Et surtout, surtout, disons à nos enfants qu’ils arrivent sur terre quasiment au début d’une histoire et non pas à sa fin désenchantée. Ils en sont encore aux tout premiers chapitres d’une longue et fabuleuse épopée dont ils seront, non pas les rouages muets, mais au contraire, les inévitables auteurs.

Il faut qu’ils sachent que, ô merveille, ils ont une œuvre, faite de mille œuvres, à accomplir, ensemble, avec leurs enfants et les enfants de leurs enfants.

Disons-le, haut et fort, car, beaucoup d’entre eux ont entendu le contraire, et je crois, moi, que cela les désespère.

Quel plus riche héritage pouvons-nous léguer à nos enfants que la joie de savoir que la genèse n’est pas encore terminée et qu’elle leur appartient. »

Ariane Mnouchkine novembre 2014

…let us tell our children that they arrive on earth almost at the beginning of a story and not at its disenchanted end…

« We must flee the sneering incredulity, puffed up with its own importance, flee the triumphant prophets of inevitable failure, flee the mourners and vestals of a past aborted forever and barring all future.And above all, let us tell our children that they arrive on earth almost at the beginning of a story and not at its disenchanted end. They are still at the very first chapters of a long and fabulous epic of which they will not be the silent cogs, but on the contrary, the inevitable authors.

They must know that, oh marvellous, they have a work, made of a thousand works, to accomplish, together, with their children and their children’s children.

Let’s say it loud and clear, because many of them have heard the opposite, and I believe that this makes them despair.

What richer legacy can we leave our children than the joy of knowing that genesis is not yet complete and that it belongs to them. »

Ariane Mnouchkine November 2014

365 days of pandemic, distanciation, teleworking and lockdown: and now?

After 365 days of fear, lockdown and loss of contact with our colleagues, our friends and our relatives, what are the lessons learned?

The first idea that comes to my mind is that time is flying; I realised that this started one year ago. It has been both a long moment of paralysis in which everything stopped and a moment of new experiences, new fears and anxiety, and plenty of positive emotions.
It may look paradoxical: we are talking about a global pandemic that killed so many people, that has paralysed the economy, that spread fear and awe everywhere, and that is still there one year later, and it had brought positive emotions?

The first months have been incredibly stressful for all of us: the situation was new, there was little information available, nobody was prepared, no masks and no tests, all shops closed and poorly operating online services.
Professionally, there was a strong perception that it could not get worse: we closed our premises, sent everybody back home without prior notice, had to stop ongoing contacts and activities, and our plans for 2020 looked suddenly obsolete and uncertain.
A bit everywhere in Europe, there were signals that drug treatment programmes and harm reduction services were closed and disrupted. The continuity of care was at stake, and our colleagues did not even have access to protective equipment.

Against all odds, we have been resilient, we have been creative, we have innovated pushed by the circumstances, by the scarcity of means and resources, and without any plans written in advance.
We have adapted ourselves to the new reality without knowing how long it would last. We have adapted our family life, home, work and learned plenty of things, from organising meetings and seminars on Zoom, WebEx or Teams all day long to starting online cuisine, yoga, gym or meditation lessons.

The journey allowed new encounters or re-encounters with ourselves, our family, our friends. Parents have never spent so much time with their children, taking care of their education while substituting their educators. Single persons experienced a new type of retreat, with nobody to talk to if not on WhatsApp or Zoom. We all missed the presence of our parents, brothers and sisters, and of our children. Distance has never been felt so long before. Suddenly we were missing our workplace and our colleagues, the informal contacts, the chat around the coffee machine, all the things we do every day in automatic pilot mode.
At the same time, we have rediscovered time, silence, reading, breathing. Life goes on: some of us lost a relative, others started a new relationship, babies are born or will do soon. There is life everywhere if we can see it and are ready to welcome whatever arises.

As long as you are breathing, there is more right with you than wrong with you, no matter what is wrong.

Jon Kabat-Zinn

I don’t know when this all will finish or when the new « normal life » will emerge, but I know it is there. We cannot see it yet, but if we keep confident and patient and live our life here and now, it will be there one day. We will not understand really how it arrived, but there is already a « before » and an « after », and it will continue to do so. Tomorrow never ends to be tomorrow, and still, today always come.
Let us welcome those lessons right now; let us hold positive thoughts and positive emotions: it frequently happens that we are doing better than we believe. Let us focus on the good things that we have here and now. Let us increase our perception of what is good in us and around us.

Tomorrow will be what we allow it to be, so let us use any opportunity at every moment to make it better.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you’re destined for.
But don’t hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you’re old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you’ve gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.

C.P. Cavafy, « Ithaca »