On long trips I sometimes see vehicles with the words Convoi Exceptionnel written on them. Whilst the translation may not be very elegant, in French the words for me always evoke a sense of glamour and mystique. I wonder how different life might be if we each navigated the world clearly marked by how much care and attention must be taken with who we are and what we are carrying.
What if the majesty of who we each are as individuals was given the space and time to fully express itself, without judgement.
What if we all informed and forewarned each other and were given the rite of passage merely for our honesty?
How different would life be if there were no victims, only those aware of what their journey has been and may require moving forwards?
Whilst ordinarily I may not be a fan of labels, this one I have to say, grabs me every time.