Sunday, December 20, 2009

Sufi Legend to Cure Disappointment

Many years ago in a poor Chinese village, there lived a peasant with his son. His only material possession, apart from some land and a small straw hut, was a horse he had inherited from his father.

One day, the horse ran off, leaving the man with no animal with which to till the land. His neighbors – who respected him greatly for his honesty and diligence – came to his house to say how much they regretted what had happened. He thanked them for their visit, but asked:

- How can you know that what has happened has been a misfortune in my life?

Someone mumbled to a friend: “he can’t accept reality, let him think what he wants, as long as he isn’t saddened by what happened.”

And the neighbors went off, pretending to agree with what they had heard.

A week later, the horse returned to the stable, but it was not alone; it brought with it a fine mare for company. Upon hearing this, the villagers – who were flustered since they now understood the answer the man had given them – returned to the peasant’s house, in order to congratulate him on his good fortune.

- Before you had only one horse, and now you have two. Congratulations! – they said.

- Many thanks for your visit and for all your concern – answered the peasant. – But how can you know that what has happened has been a blessing in my life?

Disconcerted, and thinking he must be going mad, the neighbors went off, and on the way commented: “does he really not understand that God has sent him a gift?”

A month later, the peasant’s son decided to tame the mare. But the animal unexpectedly reared up and the boy fell and broke his leg.

The neighbors returned to the peasant’s house – bringing gifts for the wounded boy. The mayor of the village offered his condolences to the father, saying that all were very sad at what had happened.

The man thanked them for their visit and their concern, but asked:

- How can you know that what has happened has been a misfortune in my life?

They were all astonished to hear this, since no one could be in any doubt that the accident of a son was a real tragedy. As they left the peasant’s house, some said to others: “he really has gone mad; his only son might limp forever, and he is still in doubt about whether what happened is a misfortune.”

Some months passed, and Japan declared war on China. The Emperor’s envoys traveled throughout the land in search for healthy young men to be sent to the battle front. Upon arrival in the village, they recruited all the young men except the peasant’s son, whose leg was broken.

None of the young men returned alive. The son recovered, the two animals bred and their offspring were sold at a good price. The peasant began visiting his neighbors to console and help them, – since they had at all times been so caring. Whenever one of them complained, the peasant said: “how do you know it is a misfortune?” If anyone become overjoyed, he asked: “how do you know it is a blessing?” And the men in that village understood that beyond appearances, life has other meanings.

Five minutes ago, I was literally srcubbing my eyes, reaching for the laptop, in bed, and uploading the webpage of the Second Best Job in the World to see if I was in the Top 5 finalists. BUMMER. My video is no longer there.

My first reaction is disappointment. Disappointment because you put so much effort into something you really want, into something you believe you are the best at.

You tried, you worked it, you gave 200%, you payed attention to every single detail, you were honest and true to yourself. For all these reasons I don't allow myself to be either sad, angry or disappointed for more than 5 minutes when something doesn't work out.

A lot of times we simply don't see the bigger picture, and so we complain and crumble in negative feelings. Why didn't my realtionship work out? Why didn't I get this job? Why did my car get towed? And after five years now, I even feel comfortable saying why did my father die?

Things happen. LIFE happens. Sometimes, what you are the most convinced is good for you, is actually not the path you were meant to follow. But there is always, always, something else for you around the corner. How do you think I started blogging? If I didn't get rejected at the previous job I had applied for, I would never be where I am today.

I remember when I first read the Sufi legend of the Lost Horse. The moment I read it, it stayed with me forever. Today, everytime I feel a sense of disappointment taking over me, I go back to it. By the time I'm done reading, I'm back up, thankful for life, happy to have tried, proud of conquering my fears, smirking at life and wondering which crazy adventure and dreams are next.

Life is short. Too short to spend much time wondering why things didn't work out.

There will be failures, but only if you see them as such.


Friday, December 18, 2009

The Copenhagen Wheel

Pretty amazing...i love where social media and new technologies are going #inspiring

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Note to self

"Passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction" - Kahlil Gibran

A very personal reminder, kept in my most secret journal....
Transposing it here
In the public sphere
For the benefit of other passionate souls
Always keep the flame,
The convictions
In check.

♥ It's all positive ♥


Tuesday, December 1, 2009

You have no idea.

You have no idea how hard I have looked for a gift to bring You.
Nothing seemed right.

What is the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the Ocean.
Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient.

It's no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these.

So- I've brought you a mirror.

Look at yourself and remember me.

- Mevlana Rumi

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Gary Hayes Social Media Count: see the future grow before your eyes!

Just found out about this very cool application created by Gary Hayes that allows us to know how many people are blogging, uploading videos, tweeting, and facebooking by the SECOND.

If some companies are still wondering if it's worth investing in social media...these real-time social media statistics should be a good indicator of where business is heading!

Monday, October 12, 2009


Un vidéo qui dit tout

Saturday, September 19, 2009

RIP Sultan Munadi

In the past few months of my Twitter life, I’ve seen top trending topics like RIP Michael Jackson, RIP Patrick Swayze and RIP Farah Fawcett spread like wild fires.

Without taking anything away from these deaths, I am waiting for topics such as RIP Sultan Munadi or RIP-all-the-civilians-dying-in-war-zones to be subjects of interest to the general public….

Who was Sultan Munadi? A fixer.

What’s a fixer? A local journalist that fixes everything for western reporters working in war zones. When war reporters work in zones of conflict, they are never alone. Walking in their shadow, guiding them, translating for them, connecting people for them, is a fixer.

On September 5th, Sultan Munadi was to bring New York Times journalist Stephen Farrell from Kaboul to Kunduz, Afghanistan. They were captured by Talibans and four days later, a commando of the British military decided to take things in charge. Despite screaming “journalist” at the top of his lungs, Sultan Munadi was killed. Stephen Farrell him, was rescued.

Western reporters risk their lives abroad. I have a lot of respect and compassion for the rigorous ones who chose to do so in the name of Journalism with a Big J.

The reality of most war journalists is that they ignore warnings. They go against strong advice regarding dangerous areas they were told not to go to. They go to get their story. Because of this, critics of Farrell are calling him “reckless” and “irresponsible”.

Although I think it is not fair to make that judgment, it is crucial to ask ourselves how Western journalists are using fixers.

War correspondents will come back home with a big story and a name for themselves. The fixer on the other hand, is the one who dies…taking equal the risks, without equal the glory or the pay.

So while we’re all concerned with who’s big moment Kanye West is gonna interrupt next, we are missing out on much more important issues.

And in 2009, we still don’t have freedom of press.

RIP Sultan Munadi

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Full Moon in Full Effect

Still and Wistful, I sit,
Admiring you, Full Moon.

Another cycle died tonight,
A new one will be born

Where does the old one go?
Remind me of my own mortality
Remind me to live fully
Every month,
A secret rendez-vous
With you Full Moon

Same time,
Same bench,
You remind me to live simply
I ask for your blessings
My mind wonders
I imagine a girl in a field of rice
Watching you My Moon
A sailor lost at sea
Watching you My Moon

I hear hundreds of prayers
And my heart is full of love
Thanks to you
Full Moon

Do you remember the last time you were attentive to the moon?

Saturday, July 11, 2009

On fear and difference

"I think that one of our most important tasks is to convince others that there's nothing to fear in difference; that difference, in fact, is one of the healthiest and most invigorating of human characteristics without which life would become meaningless. Here lies the power of the liberal way: not in making the whole world Unitarian [Universalist], but in helping ourselves and others to see some of the possibilities inherent in viewpoints other than one's own; in encouraging the free interchange of ideas; in welcoming fresh approaches to the problems of life; in urging the fullest, most vigorous use of critical self-examination"

- Adlai Stevenson

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Loving Kindness : Metta Sutra

She or he who wants to attain peace should practice being upright, humble, and capable of using loving speech. He or she will know how to live simply and happily, with senses calmed, without being covetous, or carried away by the emotions of others.

And this is what she or he contemplates:

May everyone be happy and safe, and may their hearts be filled with joy. May all living beings live in security and peace—beings who are frail or strong, tall or short, big or small, visible or not visible, near or far away, already born, or yet to be born.

May all of them dwell in perfect tranquillity.

Let no one do harm to anyone. Let no one put the life of anyone in danger. Let no one, out of anger or ill will, wish anyone any harm.

Just as a mother loves and protects her only child at the risk of her own life, let us cultivate boundless love to offer to all beings in the entire cosmos. Let our boundless love pervade the whole universe, above, below and across. Our love will know no obstacles, our heart will be absolutely free from hatred and enmity. Whether standing or walking, sitting or lying, as long as we are awake, let us maintain this mindfulness of love in our heart.

This is the noblest way of living.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Femi Kuti at Montreal Jazz Festival

After only 30 minutes on stage, Femi Kuti had made me reflect, laugh, dance, and forget.

After only 30 minutes, he had also played the piano, the saxophone, the trumpet and the clarinet. I looked at him and imagined Miles and Coltrane... whose names he didn't forget to evoke.

So far, one of the highlights of my 2009 Montreal Jazz Festival.

Conclusion? African people know how to throw a party. Here are a few of my pics.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Montreal Jazz Fest: La Maison du Festival

Exciting news! Montreal has a brand new concert venue and it's got some serious soul! I was there last night, for the very anticipated inauguration of La Maison du Festival and its intimate cabaret-style venue, L'Astral.

Legendary pianist Oliver Jones and the singer he calls "the most-underrated jazz singer in North-America", Ranee Lee, made history last night as they were the first artists to perform on a stage that will soon embrace the biggest names of jazz music.

I am really excited, as I was sitting there, sipping on my white wine, I felt overwhelemed with a groovy feeling worthy of a 1920s Chicago jazz club.

No need to say, La Maison du Jazz is going to be my second home and "chouchou" hangspot.

Montreal's famous pianist, Oliver Jones hits the stage with band

The venue: L'astral

Oliver Jones on the Piano

First song performed at L'Astral. Beautiful Love by Ranee Lee

Singer Ranee Lee

La Maison du Festival's bistro, Le Balmoral, nice!

The chandeliers in Balmoral

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Marc Lagrange

"The environment and the beauty of women motivate me every day" - Marc Lagrange

Saturday, June 27, 2009

A Family Tree for all of Humanity

Human diversity has always fascinated me. Like many before me, I’ve often sat under the stars wondering who had come before me. Where did my ancestors come from? And if we all came from the same source, why did we all look so different? How did we become so diverse?

A few years ago, I tried to do my family tree with my father. After much research, we eventually reached a point where we no longer had any information to keep us going.

That’s what Spencer Wells, a genographer who analyzes DNA from people from regions all over the world – and that I’m completely obsessed with, calls “history”.

Turns out, within the last 200,000 years we all shared a common ancestor in Africa, and that analyzing genetic data allows us to trace human migrations over the past 50,000 years as our African ancestors migrated to other continents.

I was always a firm believer that we all came from the same origin. That we were all related, no matter how different, we were brothers and sisters. All of us. That belief has led me to develop an even greater source of inner-peace in moments of intense annoyance by other human beings: compassion.

Spencer Wells is an amazing, eloquent and extremely intelligent speaker. Here’s one of his presentations in which he explains how we can build a family tree for all of humanity. It’s fascinating.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009


I never get tired of this woman's voice.

Both albums, Mi nina Lola and Nina de Fuego are amazing from A to Z. If you're looking for a CD to play while hosting dinners at home with friends or summer night get togethers, I strongly recommend you give Buika a listen.


T xox

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Dolan, tu m'impressionnes

Vêtu de noir de la tête aux pieds, Xavier Dolan se tient seul sur scène. Nerveux, il demande à ses producteurs de venir le rejoindre. Il y a trois ans, Dolan commença à écrire le scénario de J’ai Tué Ma Mère. Il avait 17 ans.

Lundi 1er Juin 2009.

Ovation au Cinéma l’Impérial.

Évidemment, je pleure. J’ai pleuré tout le film. Des blessures que je croyais cicatrisées avec le temps, me semblent tout à coup bien vives. Mettre des Band Aid des fois ça empêche d’inspecter les plaies.

Mes larmes goûtent l’ingratitude de mon adolescence. Mon rire, l’ironie d’une relation amour-haine.

Xavier Dolan est un génie.

J'ai Tué Ma Mère, gagnant de trois prix à la Quinzaine des Réalisateurs de Cannes

Acteurs et producteurs rejoignent Dolan sur scène

Xavier Dolan

Quand le rideau se lève

Anne Dorval et Xavier Dolan


Moi mes souliers ont beaucoup voyagé

Wednesday, May 27, 2009 inspires me is a website that I check on a regular basis for inspiration and intelligent insights. The site posts videos on the best talks from the world's most fascinating thinkers on subjects related to technology, business, global issues, design, science, entertainment and much more.

Today, I was particularly moved by Michelle Obama's passionate plea for education, talking about the importance of education for women as a tool to control their destiny. Being a straight A student is indeed, really cool! Here's her speech!

Sunday, May 10, 2009


I am completely psyched for the launch of Bixi on May 12th.

Last week I took a Bixi for a spin, showing you my favorite bike routes in Montreal. Here's the video ;-)

For the full scoop and article, visit my Tourism Montreal Blog

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Great Day calls for Great Vid

It was 26 degrees today in Montréal and the first glimpse of summer to hit the city was enough to get the entire population out of hibernation and unto the streets, the parks and the many restaurants and patios of town.

If you asked me my current state of mind, I would have to respond in the form of an embedded YouTube code, so here it is. You might have seen this already, but it's a great reflection of my mood...feeling the love :)

I personally spent the day at Parc Jeanne-Mance, right across from the Mount-Royal, and had a most delicious picnic that involved fresh baguette, cheese, paté, cucumbers, melon, pretzels, pink popsicles and white wine. The fact that you can actually drink your wine in city parks of Montréal makes it that much more amazing.

I also crashed my first game of Dungeon Dragon with the most adorable kids. After 4 rounds I was out. Boy can these kids run. Good times!

If you liked the video, please visit for more amazing songs around the world :)

Love, Tamy xox

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Monday, April 20, 2009

Unique, Useful and Updated: My Tourisme Montréal Blog

I cannot hide my contentment right now! My blog is UP and RUNNING faster than Usain the Lightning Bolt! Weeeehooooo :-)

Whether you are coming from New York City, Boston, LA, Miami, Washington, Toronto, or simply want to rediscover your own city, my Tourisme Montréal Blog will NEVER leave you stranded!

From the best shopping to the most relaxing spas, a click here is a click to enchantment...à la Montréal :-)

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Tamy is Montreal's Girls Getaway Insider :)

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And send me all your crazy ideas and suggestions!

GIRL POWER xoxoxox

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Dream It. List It. Do It!

A few months ago, I came across a great little book called Dream It, List It, Do It.

What's in it? Inspiration! A reminder that there are no limits to your future or to all the things you could be and do...

Buy land in the country
Define my likes and dislikes
Throw pebbles at my girlfriend's window
Pray with more focus
Avoid drama
Set career goals
Find the courage to tell my dad I'm not a Republican
Win an Oscar
Eat an apple every day
Ride a camel across the Sahara Desert

No dreams are too silly or too wild!

I've always been a believer, I never took no for an answer, and always felt a strong connection with the Universe. When I believe in miracles, miracles happen. When I believe my thoughts have the power to change my life, my life begins to change. And when I am certain that I will find love, love appears.

I want to go on Oprah. Within the next two years, I will find a way to go on Oprah and talk about the magic in my life.

The reason I am finally putting it out there is because defending your ideas in public, forces you to make an even bigger effort to live accordingly.

Write it down and make your list public. Inspire the ones around you! Visit and find inspiration!

Love, Tamy aka. The one who will be on Oprah, who doesn't know when, but who knows she will...and that's all that matters.

Thursday, February 26, 2009


This morning the phone rang with great news.

This one position I had auditioned and re-auditioned for was going to be mine. I wanted this so badly--sooooo badly. I had given my best, I prayed, I waited and finally I had surrendered. I knew it was perfect for me, that I was absolutely suited for IT. Maaan did I want this!

And so I jumped in the fluffy sheets of my bed ecstatically going Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!

It reminded me of Marion Cotillard and all those other amazing Oscar speeches, which have made me shiver and cry of joy over the years.

I love success.

Real talk. I love success because there is so much that lies behind a single achievement. So much hard work, so many tears, so many disappointments. Contrary to what the industry portrays with its instant success stories and no-lifers turned reality-tv celebrities, success is a path for the strong, the determined, the fierce, the dreamers and the believers. Success is a true act of faith. Success is a struggle, and what a beautiful and rewarding one!

So let us savour it while we have it, and let us smile in delight at our compeers’ success, so it can in turn inspire ours.

Here are some of my favourite Oscar acceptance speeches ;)




Saturday, February 21, 2009

I heart Banksy

His identity might remain in the dark, but there is nothing obscure about Banksy’s artwork. Biting, downright witty and full of purpose, Banksy’s art makes me smirk in approval without fail. The man is a genius.

His pieces give life to dead walls and forgotten corners of cities around the world, offering some of the greatest satirical comments of all times. His work beautifies, questions and promotes reflection.

Of course, that is only my humble opinion, and many other people would disagree with me... in 2007, some London boroughs, such as Tower Hamlets, decided to treat all Banksy’s work as vandalism and remove them.

I guess England already had their share of rebellion in Winston Smith, protagonist of Orwell’s famous portrayal of pervasive government surveillance and control. Some sixty years after the masterpiece was written, England is still not ready for messages like these…

And so they erase them, some elitists still arguing that the man is a vandal rather than an artist….(?!”/$%?!/)

But as Banksy says:

In 2004, the Bristol native candidly walked into the Louvre and hung his own version of the Mona Lisa… “To actually go through the process of having a painting selected must be quite boring. It's a lot more fun to go and put your own one up", he says.

Gotta love Banksy…

So instead of paying myself a trip to the museum on this lovely Saturday afternoon, I thought I’d travel the web and rediscover some of my favourite Banksy pieces...

Banksy got his hands on 500 copies of the Paris Hilton CD, which he trafficked with his own cover info and CD before redistributing them to more then 50 record stores across the UK...


Why am I famous? What have I done? What am I for?

If you don't know who the little girl in the middle is...get your google on. Kim Phuc.

On the Israeli West Bank Barrier...

Indoors work

Watercan Girl

Man hanging out of the window on the wall of a London sexual clinic

For more on Banksy's artwork visit