The ability to invent, to create, to give birth to projects like beings - dancing on the walls of our caves. Engraving, painting, images, singing... Caring for our humanity and contemplating, humbly, Beauty. The mystery. The unknown yet familiar. A song of beautiful humans.
A blog in constant evolution...
tout un Univers se décline en couches de simplicité. Le bruit des ailes des choucas dans le bleu du ciel au dessus de mon corps allongé contre Terre Sinon, presque le Silence Ce calme là lorsque l’on quitte le sentier, plus de......
"Eeeeeeeeee-ho Hé-O" On the Plats, someone lets out a scream the echo responds... "Hé-Ooo". Reminds me of Freddy mercury on stage at Wembley.... He, no doubt already HIV-positive, one of those dazzling beings, a body thrown into the space of a lifetime "Eeeeeeeee-ho, Hé-O!" he sings at the......
"The Other said: I am Other, who are you I said: I don't know you Other said: You know nothing about me." Do you care? Tree is the Other, the one standing in the heat dying from drought and slowly becoming skinnier and skinnier.......
MEREDITH LITTLE Death as the ultimate Rite of Passage In May, we were delighted to welcome Meredith Little to Switzerland for a week-long seminar on death as a rite of passage. It was also an opportunity for us to officially celebrate, thanks to......
*Porosity is the set of voids in a solid material, filled by fluids. Listen to flying rivers, track down atmospheric rivers, let yourself be swept and knocked to the ground by Death Valley sandstorms, fall at night in......
Sea creatures from the depths of the oceans dance and gather The size of our souls Planet earth Tonight the fires on the hilltops and the wind raging Hymn to life, hymn to all lives Court court freedom cherished,......
It's strange, this way of remembering things, places, moments that never happened. And then, everything passes, quickly. please, don't betray yourself. here, take the first step. Reconciliation. for ever and ever and ever ...
I live up Flower Alley There's a timeless poetry to this place... Ochre clay walls*, blending into the rock, bus and car windscreen windows, opening onto a horizon of the beginning of the world. Souvenirs......
Assuming an inconsistency, one among many - Manifesto for a criminal activity. ...in a drawer, I find this text (photo) written around 20 years ago perhaps... The climate crisis is not a climate crisis. It's a crisis of human activities (Aurélien......
Sometimes it's as if. There was War, we walked to the ocean lips of the earth. Walking like a prayer. Walking Waters. And then, like a shock, like a surprise, on the red earth of the ancients, the presence of this......
How do you translate grief...? Bha, let's not translate...
Naming Beings, calling them by name, and invent, to name those we don't know...
Sharing these 3 days Grisons Engadine Following in the footsteps of ... October 31, full moon. Day of the Little People Forest of chestnut trees. Cascade Water Fluidity of what says Yes Joy that stretches In the last days colors fire. Listen. ......
How to listen to a conversation, if not by first remaining silent. Faced with the inevitable, dance the disappearance. If there is a place of refuge, it would be clay Ici est forcément maintenant Ne plus tenir Ne plus retenir Oser ce qui meut......
Rage against the dying of the Light, Greet every new Dawn. In my arms, a bouquet of Paper Flowers, the flowers that never fade... Ceremony, *carry... a bouquet of flowers and take earth and sky as witnesses *from lat. ... carry......
If, in this moment of exile, of the unknown at the heart of one's own self, territory, gaze. If, as you so beautifully put it, "Everything is a moving Landscape"... how else can you reanimate the world than through the intense emotion of feeling connected,......
Step by step, skimming the South African bush, sometimes like a dizzy spell... Walking there. On Gondwana's back. You tell me about the 3 plant families of the Fynbos, Restios, Ericas and Proteas. The ancient forest, the cave through the mountain, the......
As many drops, from so different stories, gathering to create a new stream. Learning from the water that runs across all life cycles, all sources are One. Trust Mary Oliver's poem... Everything that slips from underfoot escapes from the......
As the second wave of covid arrives as predicted over Europe. Paying attention to what's going on in and behind our screens, above our heads, in our heads too. Find out a little about the digital world, which also loves to......
Do not ever tame your passion for life "the world is waiting for you, it is hungry for you" This wild, essential, animal life force. This flame against all odds. The immensity of the healing work needed for this culture, this us too......
Silence Deafening din. Curious idleness to grasp the immensity of this moment now. Everything collides here The great movements Twist the rock. The eagles high in this endless sky Soundscapes of the Whales The ancestors of the world Reinvent their road And you, and me?......
To the South the body, to the West the psyche, to the North the intellect, to the East the Spirit, to the Center... the fire of children. Learning through loss, through steps and years, this identity that we strip away like a daisy. Everything passes, this......
We are still mythical... Creative chaos Psychotic chaos Noises Like an excess of sounds, after silence. Shouts instead of songs... We are still mythical... Everything in you remembers, this time close to the Gods. Depression, air pocket,......
THE LAND OF LITTLE RAIN - MARY AUSTIN East away from the Sierras, south from Panamint and Amargosa, east and south many an uncounted mile, is the Country of Lost Borders. Ute, Paiute, Mojave, and Shoshone inhabit its frontiers, and as far into the heart......
Paradise, beyond words, beyond the "balbla merdique" of the mind. Fear, natural, essential. Necessary. When you accept death, not just your own, but that of your loved ones, those you cherish, those who are your World. La disparition......
in the meantime... a blog of the days up there in confinement, exploring, feeling, letting go, releasing without abandoning oneself. As the days go by, a mountain stream. Wednesday, May 13, 2020, planet earth. This is it. So. we end this stage, this pause, close this chapter before......
How to move forward without getting over it, without making amends, without "forgiving", giving, everything, once again, always, again. Study of behaviors, of oneself, of the Self. How to carry on after "that". And to watch everyone struggling with this performance of being, of identity, saying I am this, I......
Go "visit", pay a visit. Listen. A site, a massacre. Newe, The People... Humility and respect Reconciliation The Circle You don't create a movement, you are, as in all great journeys, made by it, at its service, in the unknown. ......
On January 29, 2020, 6:30pm, you are invited to join a ceremony in support of the Utah Shoshone Indians. We'll meet in La Sarraz, at the Bille parking lot (accessible by public transport), in the woods, at .......
"Water of Healing, Water of Gratitude, Black Moon of Mysteries and Prayers, I beg you, I thank you, Please nourish the peace at the center of my heart, the authentic and the simple, the one that gives joy and balance, in full health, please cleanse the shadows of the......
Do not go gentle into that good night, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Dylan Thomas Time in the depths, on the edge of everything, already a step too far. This key space, threshold, negative ceiling, where only the tiniest traces......
"I remember And at the same time I have forgotten" Falling into oblivion, body of light, transcendence. Cosmic being from the future past, translucent, of which only the feathery bones and the immense heart would be visible, which bât, takes up all the space, rid of all others......
This infinite space - tesimal Between two heartbeats. Between the shores of the great blue whales In the Garden of Ancestors This delicate silence, breath that holds back Where to grasp what holds you This tender, subtle space Where the wave......
"I am the one who walks Between worlds On the ridge of magic and the incarnate I am the one who dreams Fertilizes the cold Universe and gives birth to stars, joyful I am the one who sees Beyond And here I am the one who......
Resilience: the capacity of a system or organization to absorb internal or external shocks and deploy its own resources or values in response to a crisis. THE PROJECT stability commitment understanding sharing joy intelligent ecosystem......
Two-spiritedness is a term derived from an Anishinaabeg (Ojibwe) concept called niizh manidoowag, which refers to people who identify themselves as having both a masculine and a feminine spirit. Two-spiritedness is also used to designate spiritual identity. In many aboriginal communities, it is often believed......
*THE SOUL OF THE WORLD is a majestic figure in ancient philosophy. Plato, in the Timaeus, says she played an essential role in the genesis of the cosmos, giving it proportion, harmony and unity. It is identified with divinity itself. A universal binder, it gives the world......
How do you tell a story that has no beginning and no end? And Chaos, a generous zest of Chaos... alchemy. And always, when it's serious, when it's true, when it's great, when it's so important, always put in a song......
What can't be named, can't be told, has no name. On a line, one step at a time, following in your footsteps, following your tracks, not getting lost,......
The Nemo point on nautical charts, from the Latin nemo, person, is the maritime pole of inaccessibility... i.e. the point in the ocean furthest from any land surface. Then, inland, beyond, could the Centre be a point of dissolution? ......
Namaste... Tashi deleg! Like a cry, to greet you, from soul to soul. Kindness as an invincible strength The ability to embrace the world and life Perhaps In all situations The open heart Essential vulnerability There is no separation......
Walking signs... losing you altogether sometimes your gaze blurs blurs with tears eyes crinkle under the intense sunlight suddenly your gaze blurs and what if... what if all this is nothing anymore not even me, not even you,......
My heart exploded Into a thousand pieces Debris of Light For this time Sparkling mirrors That reflect Elocin Beings... you speak to me of the Great Lake. An atomic explosion State of Love that spreads, spreads, contaminates Everything A cosmic wave.......
Queer Nature, nature Refuge... refuge from men and noise, but the seduction of believing oneself different, somehow unique. This opposition is a gulf. In a non-binary queer nature, based on a system of relationships, we don't "confront" ourselves at......
What's your Dream? What's the thing that keeps you going despite fear, despite fatigue, despite exhaustion, despite difficulties, despite doubts, despite everything? What is your song, songline, that pulls you and pushes you to climb the mountain despite everything? Le......
Sometimes From the depths of the soul A roar deafens. Don't hold back Don't hold back your grief Amie, ami Let it take everything away And everything you with It. Deuil qui ne finira pas On ne s'en remet pas Cela ne passe pas Cela ne......
1-3-5-1... I wait for the night 5-3-1-1 She comes Enter the ceremonial space, to the West, walking through the darkness and the woods. A walk on the strength of intention, to remember to join the Source, to confront fear and ego, to dance my strength, the......
Deconstructing the lie of our own unhappiness. We're talking about re-enchanting ourselves, but also - and perhaps even more so - re-ensourcing ourselves, remembering that intimate, instinctive, connected animal. Eros and the dogs.... Bacon par Deleuze, rendre visible les forces invisibles......
As dawn's stars disappear, I'm left with a taste of you, Heart movements like breathing. How we open and close, take in and give out, alchemical waves... Cosmic waves, to your star! A golden thread from à......
Aux Jardins d'Eden Two serpents Or et Feu Dansent L'Union Divine Féminine Mon nom est Amour Il n'en a jamais été autrement ...
The strong Desert wind is carrying a promise. Could it be a promise she made to Herself? Witnessed by the Non Humans. At Her sacred wedding. I will not tame my wild animal in order to please you I will fight for it and feed......
Say, are you there? say... what would this place be like, tell me again, please... What would this place be like, watching a doe emerge from the edge of the woods and venture out onto the meadow... holding her breath, heart beating just a little faster. Say,......
I discover that images make music too. Seriously. My heart aches. Habit, but it must be said, it's heavy a heavy heart, like an excess of weight, strange strange strange. Everything is so incomplete. Stupfaction without......
The blue space between the clouds... Something opened and closed. Intense affection remains. I don't love you anymore, I don't love you. Who still wants to hear that. As a pilgrim, on the road. As a poet, cleaning up dead dreams. A suspension point, se......
without purpose without reason a white circle burns cold neither fire nor flame without faith nor law i don't belong to you protect what is yours take care of what needs don't turn around turn around and round......
Darkness... More like Obscurity In the feminine singular Is long and cold. I have hoped much, lied much, sought much. Blind. Finally There's nothing left to reserve, set aside. Give the best of what you know, see, feel,......
Snow took away the city took away roads and destinations it even took away sounds heart beat blood pulse there s not such thing as silence a pure cristal is turning in the air in all it's ancient knowledge and impenetrable coldeness ......
"A hand on the ground, let yourself be completely crossed. A hand on the ground, letting yourself go through without acting or reacting, going down deep, a hand on the ground, letting yourself go through grief sadness revolt pain a hand on the ground,......
I believe in the importance of ceremony, that what we do is important, that it makes a difference. That our vows, our circles, our drums, our poems, songs, offerings, dances change something. To open, maintain and awaken a fundamental dialogue between man and man......
What is creativity? This wild animal that cannot be tamed Fire that dies or licks the hand, as the case may be, of Humanity It is Essential. Like beauty, the need to make sense, to create... Creativity as a necessity......
EST My love... Dazzle... Void Silence White Dazzle Dark Void Black Before the Before After the last moment Far, far away From all that is, was, will be, ever Time and matter All that is born dies All that ever is......
NORD The guardian of the North Sitting on the ice Teaches me Sacrifice Community Crazy life that fights to exist Not at the expense But together The master of ceremonies says Our Prayers, not your steps my Nos La......
SUD Nue L'eau du Ciel A verse Emporte les sons, impressions, Ne reste que la joie Le corps qui exulte Les Orages d'été, enfant Cette simplicité Ici. Immediately. I want I want you Innocence. Sense without limit Celebrate me! ......
WEST In the subtle richness of Shadow, your eyes slowly grow accustomed to the darkness. Sit with, in your fears your hopes your doubts your uncertainties. Go down the gorge Go deeper Mirror yourself on the water's surface Hear your......
Vision quest - Quest for meaning If the term is becoming fashionable and the stuff of dreams, the practice of vision quest is only just arriving in Europe. Part deep ecology, part reconnection practice, part existential quest, vision fasting is......
Last night i killed my wife, three times i burried her bodies, the three of them under leaves of grief, denial and absence hidden, forgotten, left to rotten Through my dreams, hunted they came back to me Little shrunken dry smelly pieces of......
Les Nuits Magiques runs from December 24 to January 4... A time for mirroring the past to the future, a time for thinning the veils between realities, a time to finish the dreams of the past, or those that didn't happen, and call the......
Bristlecones Pines are among the oldest living things in the world... These trees have been dated at between 5,000 and 6,000 years old. 6,000 years ago on this earth. 3983 years BC. How old is that? ......
Owens Valley water stolen. the desert, its truth. Les Numas, people, "Coyote's children living in the Water ditch". were you speaking an unknown language? one that only I could have heard? to whom were you addressing yourself, on your knees, hands in the dust? and that laughter at the edges of the......
... Good Friday, a forest, a breath, a moment's pause, suspended, listening to the wind rustle in the fir trees, on the feathers of the Blue Jay ...
joy and sadness arrival and departure Peace - without tears eyes would have no rainbow - The gratitude of dawn songs The melancholy of dawn farewells Hello Spring... ...
