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Thursday, December 15, 2016

That tiny little bit of Holly Golightly in each of us, and how to take care of it

There is a little bit of Holly Golightly in each of us, and it is not a matter of age, gender, religion, social status, happiness gradient or sexual orientation. It is not a matter of how rich or poor you are and where you actually live. We are all a little bit Holly Golightly, some days.

Some of us are just like Holly more days than others, but this is another story. Let's save that one for another post and let's go back to Holly, shall we?
What does Holly do, when our elegant and charming lady is not happy?
This is an easy one: she goes to Tiffany's, of course.

[Breakfast of champions, or...
a cup of coffee and a croissant in front of Tiffany's, NYC]

Holly Golightly -  You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Paul Varjak -  The mean reds, you mean like the blues?
H -  No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
P - Sure.
H - Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!

Audrey Hepburn as Holly Golightly
George Peppard as Paul Varjak
Breakfast at Tiffany's by Blake Edwards (USA, 1961)

At Tiffany's, even a restless and insecure woman like Holly can feel at home. Or at least she is able to say that she feels at home there, for some minutes. And while being there she can hope and believe that somewhere a "real-life" place can be as special and nurturing as Tiffany's is in her eyes.
Each of us has his/her own Tiffany's: a special place where one can feel safe and be sure that things will be just fine, eventually. A place of self-awareness and self-care. A place that makes one's days so much better. Or even just acceptable.

What if this special place would not be a street, a store, a flat, a city, a forest, a lake, not even a room or a car?
What if this special place would be just in your own mind and you could be able to go there every time that you want to?
What if you could be able to be at your own Tiffany's all the time, if you need it or feel like it?

How would you live your life, then?
How would this make you feel, even during bad days? Would you still have bad days at all, while knowing that you just have to close your eyes and your special place is there for you?
And how are you planning to achieve it?

Tags: Happiness, Feeling home, State of mind, Breakfast at Tiffany's

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