Today I met one of the most
beautiful women I've ever met. 
Nastasia, an Ukrainian signer
finishing a tour of BC.

I was nervous to meet her, I 
was fantasizing about our exchange.
Planing on what word I would say,
how I would approach her, 
What would I look like, even
if I am not a musician, I'm
sure I could... I would... 

Why was I so anxious? This 
was really annoying and I just
wanted to go to a show, in the
small community hall, and 
enjoy myself for a couple
of hours. 

I went to the show, it was
lovely, I went to thank her
at the end of the show, I 
extended my arm, she did the 
same, and we ended up in a lovely
half hug half cuddle, without 
saying much just smiling and
looking at each other. 

That felt good. I felt fully
satisfied. I didn't make a 
fool of myself, I had a good 
time, and sweet connection. 

I'm okay, I'm not too deranged. 

Then a friend invited me over,
for a music jam. This was more
of an order, but I trust this
friend very much, so I didn't 
insisted and drove like a
maniac to her place. 

To my surprise, Nastasia was
there too. This was so sweet, 
I was able to chat with her a
bit more, about the war, about
her message and how I enjoyed
her presence. But I realized
soon, that I had quite a negative
spin on many of the topic we 
approached. I come from Montreal
but it's now not really great. 
Vancouver is so meh, and so
on, and I saw in her face a bit
of disappointment. 

I was not fun. 
I am not fun, and I know that. 

I can be quite negative 
lately. And this was a good
reminder as I am practicing 
meeting new people. Not only
meeting new people, but also
when I write, or broadcast my
radio show, I would like to have
a more positive exploration
of life. 

Like Nastasia, who lost her father 
in the Ukraine war, and uses her 
music for her grieving, but 
also to share the Ukrainian culture. 
Without being political or negative
about it, simply sharing the
beauty of her voice, the beauty 
of her presence.