tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80695596971124335472024-02-19T14:06:09.454+01:00Corinne D'AnastasiCorinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-68261925261433466612010-02-28T12:20:00.006+01:002010-02-28T12:35:39.382+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6xH4XtBii9ZtWHOzMOFxxVW7n0DQYJ5KnAiYAbx3gouF43fq5H7EE8zFYGqmLGqR4lTKN2qVC2T-EbPj4-iOU6NGRjinp-vJgD70IzmNH4OtjgMOF1d1JxLPs9F5rWT-TmYLy7j9-hw/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6xH4XtBii9ZtWHOzMOFxxVW7n0DQYJ5KnAiYAbx3gouF43fq5H7EE8zFYGqmLGqR4lTKN2qVC2T-EbPj4-iOU6NGRjinp-vJgD70IzmNH4OtjgMOF1d1JxLPs9F5rWT-TmYLy7j9-hw/s400/DSC00449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443252844358190930" border="0" /></a> <meta name="Titre" content=""> <meta name="Mots clés" content=""> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"> <meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"> <meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"> <link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/jangoris/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0/clip_filelist.xml"> <!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:template>Normal.dotm</o:Template> <o:revision>0</o:Revision> <o:totaltime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:pages>1</o:Pages> <o:words>342</o:Words> <o:characters>1954</o:Characters> <o:company>Mater Dei</o:Company> <o:lines>16</o:Lines> <o:paragraphs>3</o:Paragraphs> <o:characterswithspaces>2399</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:version>12.0</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:officedocumentsettings> <o:allowpng/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:trackmoves>false</w:TrackMoves> <w:trackformatting/> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing>18 pt</w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing> <w:drawinggridverticalspacing>18 pt</w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> <w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/> <w:dontvertalignintxbx/> </w:Compatibility> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--> <style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 2 1 2 1 8 4 8 7 8; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 65536 0 -2147483648 0;} @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:"American Typewriter Light"; panose-1:2 9 3 4 2 0 4 2 3 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 {size:595.0pt 842.0pt; margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tableau Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} </style> <![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" >
<br /></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Quel détour…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Quel détour avant que de pouvoir m’approcher du blanc des pages de ton carnet.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">C’est que tu invites à l’authenticité et la profondeur, Fanny…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Il m’est inconcevable, avec toi, d’investir le champ du bavardage, des conventions ou des mondanités.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Et si je peux, aujourd’hui, aux petites heures du matin, juste avant que la lune pleine invite le soleil à assurer sa relève, venir à ce rendez-vous que la vie m’a fixé, le 8 janvier 2010, c’est au terme d’un long détour. D’un très long détour, en effet…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Que dis-je un détour, une circonvolution, qui, une fois encore m’a fait passer par TOI pour revenir à moi, à l’endroit de moi où je suis capable de supporter l’intensité du tonitruant silence.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Ames sœurs nous sommes…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Ames sœurs nous avons été…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Et âmes sœurs nous resterons…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Plus sœurs, il est vrai que mère et fille…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Dois-je pour cela te demander pardon ?</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Au fond, je ne le crois pas quand je me souviens de la perfection qui préside au choix.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Car au fond, aurais-tu voulu qu’il en soit autrement ?</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Tu le sais, Fanny, tu m’as mise au monde en même temps que je l’ai fait pour toi.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Cela est et cela sera…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">La Vie nous a réunies, pour le meilleur, parfois le pire, pour la jubilation et l’exaspération, pour l’intensité du voyage et l’ardeur du partage. Pour toujours et à jamais, pour l’intime complicité et la puissante complémentarité.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Tu me dis, que parfois, souvent…, je manque de douceur à ton égard.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">C’est que, ma belle, je vais à ta rencontre avec la puissance de l’étoile d’où nous venons, pour que tu te souviennes et que tu n’oublies pas qui tu es et ce que le Plan attend de toi.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Ta contribution, Fanny, n’est pas juicy gossips, gloss, paillettes et amourettes…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Tu es venue, revenue, avec courage et dignité instiller, distiller, répandre l’amour, la sagesse et la beauté…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Pardonne-moi mon impatience, encore plus mon intransigeance lorsque je te vois t’égarer et chercher des repères entre les lignes de FB et celles de P...</span><span lang="NL-BE"><span style=""></span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Aime-toi, ma douce, ma belle, ma merveilleuse, comme je t’aime, comme Dieu t’aime.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Fais-toi confiance et s’il te plaît, quand tu doutes, inspire-toi de la confiance que j’ai en toi.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Tu peux puiser, sans compter, pour reprendre des forces, pour retrouver ta force, dans l’admiration sans limite que tu suscites en moi.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Avant de t’aimer, je te respecte… </span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Profondément.</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Je te reconnais…</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span lang="NL-BE">Je te vois…</span></span></p>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-4168295333737684152009-09-29T13:17:00.006+02:002009-11-09T10:51:59.767+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RsdOvei1HUJX59KLwZ6DLDziiQ5T_kdhVYCUBsXwvmLdaJzyuczwpoFOwL6u6JEf5TAjbTm3EVub-5KgIPCFW2IwbnrVEBl4Zz4Yi7aSN0sWLhKCcg3yBECSw-C_pfCl3AYz8c3kkE8/s1600-h/DSC01194_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RsdOvei1HUJX59KLwZ6DLDziiQ5T_kdhVYCUBsXwvmLdaJzyuczwpoFOwL6u6JEf5TAjbTm3EVub-5KgIPCFW2IwbnrVEBl4Zz4Yi7aSN0sWLhKCcg3yBECSw-C_pfCl3AYz8c3kkE8/s400/DSC01194_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386849108570690978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;">Je pense depuis longtemps déjà que si un jour les méthodes de destruction de plus en plus efficaces finissent par rayer notre espèce de la planète, ce ne sera pas la cruauté qui sera la cause de notre extinction, et moins encore, bien entendu, l'indignation qu'éveille la cruauté, ni même les représailles et la vengeance qu'elle s'attire mais la docilité, l'absence de responsabilité de l'homme moderne, son acceptation vile et servile du moindre décret public.</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;"> Les horreurs auxquelles nous avons assisté, les horreurs encore plus abominables auxquelles nous allons maintenant assister, </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;"> ne signalent pas que les rebelles, les insubordonnés, les réfractaires sont de plus en plus nombreux dans le monde, </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;"> mais plutôt qu'il y a de plus en plus d'hommes obéissants et dociles.</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:Garamond;"> <i><span style="font-size:130%;">Georges Bernanos</span><br /><br /></i></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Je voudrais insister sur le pouvoir de nos pensées.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Nous vivons dans un monde qui est la manifestation de nos pensées dominantes,<br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> de nos peurs, de nos petites démissions quotidiennes.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Nous ne sommes pas les victimes impuissantes d’une machine qui s’emballe.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Nous sommes les acteurs inconscients et consentants de ce dysfonctionnement.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Il nous appartient,<br />je voudrais dire,<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">il nous suffit</span>,<br />de ciseler chacune de nos pensées<br />pour que le monde change et s'humanise.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Il est temps de troquer<br />notre docilité et notre servilité<br />contre de la détermination<br />et de la <span style="font-size:100%;">désobéissance civique et non-violente</span>.</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;"><span style="font-size:14;"><br /></span></span></span></span>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-32733254705671702682009-03-03T15:13:00.002+01:002009-03-04T07:19:37.886+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoBN0e1mtzG9_SL90vvsDdrje0V2sgwlFFENnU6jnVo099zuaxuQcTGN-nPhx7_5Bl209cECSz2bzZUhSyzHI4x6KDvDLdn7J9Im4l5xeKVRlrvf9ZFjmWd-bAf26irvuk9Bk8bFStc9o/s1600-h/DSC00083_3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoBN0e1mtzG9_SL90vvsDdrje0V2sgwlFFENnU6jnVo099zuaxuQcTGN-nPhx7_5Bl209cECSz2bzZUhSyzHI4x6KDvDLdn7J9Im4l5xeKVRlrvf9ZFjmWd-bAf26irvuk9Bk8bFStc9o/s400/DSC00083_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308156617359607362" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">La leçon la plus importante pour chacun de nous est celle de l'amour inconditionnel, tant envers les autres que pour nous-même.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Elisabeth Kubler-Ross</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:'lucida grande';"> </span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Le jeune homme avait presque dix-huit ans et un air de chat écorché.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Une famille éclatée et plus de repères.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il assistait presque régulièrement au cours d'anglais que mon amoureux dispensait cette année-là dans un établissement qui était sur le point de fermer faute d'élèves...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je le vis, pour la première fois, alors que je traversais la cour, mon ventre rond en avant.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il était adossé au mur, à moins que ce ne soit contre un arbre, et n'eut aucun mal à me reconnaître. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je ne l'avais jamais rencontré et pourtant, il me sembla pour ma part que je le retrouvai...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">J'allais partager devant sa classe la singulière aventure de cette sixième grossesse. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Le jeune homme me précéda dans le local et prit place parmi la douzaine d'élèves attentifs et curieux.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ce fut son énergie particulière qui me parvint et m'intrigua.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Les jours passèrent et Pâques s'annonça. Il faisait délicieux cette année-là et l'idée d'un barbecue s'immisça avant de s'imposer. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et les élèves de se retrouver dans le jardin de leur titulaire...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Le jeune homme vint et, pour résumer, je pourrais dire qu'il ne partit plus.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je ne sais si c'est lui qui s'accrocha ou nous qui le retînmes.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quelque chose de crucial, de vital et d'urgent planait dans l'air et scellait un contrat qui nous impliquait tous. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Nous étions, en quelque sorte, mis devant le fait accompli en même temps qu'emplis d'ardeur.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il resta donc. Et avec lui, ses démons. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il tomba amoureux de notre fille.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sa vulnérabilité requérait une présence et une vigilance permanentes.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il progressait, lentement, au prix d'efforts incommensurables que ses doutes et ses relations finissaient inexorablement par anéantir.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Trop d'addictions, trop de mauvaises habitudes, trop de blessures affectives.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il était brisé.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Pourtant, il y avait toujours cette vision qui ne nous quittait pas, la certitude qu'il pouvait s'en sortir, la connexion à sa beauté intérieure, à sa poésie, sa créativité et son rayonnement.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je dois dire que c'est clairement sur des potentialités que nous nous sommes branchés, parce que la réalité tournait le plus souvent autour de la frustration et de la déception.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Les mois ont passé. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Notre enfant est né et le jeune homme est devenu son parrain.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C'était clairement pour nous la meilleure façon de lui signifier sa vraie valeur.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il fut touché, profondément. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il y eut, peut-être, autour de la naissance, quelque chose de l'ordre d'une accalmie, une improbable trêve.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Puis les démons réapparurent, ragaillardis, revigorés.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il faut beaucoup de persévérance pour venir à bout des réflexes de sabotage et d'autodestruction d'un individu blessé. Le jeune homme était... polytraumatisé.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Chaque membre de la famille fit preuve de patience, souvent d'abnégation.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quand l'un était sur le point de renoncer, découragé, l'autre prenait la relève.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Le jeune homme, lui, se débattait et, sans doute, faisait de son mieux.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">L'été dernier, la mort dans l'âme, c'est moi qui lui ai demandé de partir.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Nous étions tous désabusés et j'avais le sentiment que ce qu'il percevait de notre déception le fragilisait davantage.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Chacun avait donné autant qu'il le pouvait. Le contrat semblait être rempli.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il en était plus ou moins quitte de ses addictions et avait réussi son année.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il a pris son temps pour organiser son départ et nous l'avons accompagné dans sa prise d'autonomie.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">J'avoue avoir eu du chagrin, beaucoup de chagrin, mêlé à un sentiment d'insignifiance et d'impuissance.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il n'y a pas eu de soutien, d'aucune sorte, autour de nous. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">D'ailleurs, le départ du jeune homme confirmait la froide certitude de nos observateurs. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"L'entreprise était vaine et le pari voué à l'échec."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Nous étions, selon toute vraisemblance, utopistes et peu méfiants.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je me suis souvent réfugiée dans l'espace où je savais que j'avais donné tout ce que j'avais, tout ce que je pouvais, pour réparer, en lui, ce qui désirait l'être encore.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Dans l'espace où résonne cette phrase que j'adore : </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Fais de ton mieux et laisse faire Dieu"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Cette histoire m'avait appris, tout du moins je le croyais, que l'on ne fait pas le bonheur de l'autre contre sa volonté.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et j'ai accepté...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ce week-end, le jeune homme est passé à la maison.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il était beau comme un dieu.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Comme apaisé, léger et confiant.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il est resté pour souper.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quelque chose avait changé.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Il est resté pour dormir.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et voici ce qu'il nous a dit :</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"La maison, ici, je l'appelle le sanctuaire. Ce n'est pas tout votre tralala qui m'a aidé, c'est votre amour inconditionnel. Vous m'avez pris comme j'étais. Vous m'avez aimé comme j'étais. Vous m'avez fait confiance... J'ai de la chance. J'ai du respect. Je vous dis merci. Toi, Corinne, ce qui compte, c'est les graines que tu sèmes."</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et de nous expliquer qu'il a touché le fond avant de rater sa session d'examens. Puis qu'il a compris, repris espoir et qu'il prépare déjà la session suivante avec la ferme intention de réussir, parce qu'il a un objectif et une passion : l'anthropologie.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et de surenchérir en expliquant que ses colocataires le trouvent bien plus sympa depuis qu'il a arrêté de fumer. D'ailleurs, souvent le soir, il organise des "cercles de thé" où chacun partage avec les autres ce qui lui est précieux. Et d'initier ses amis à la méditation. Et de leur faire découvrir le taux vibratoire de leur nom... Et d'insister pour que je poursuive ma lecture de "</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">La vie des Maîtres</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">" parce qu'il sent que ce livre peut transformer ma manière de travailler !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Le jeune homme est tiré d'affaire. Il est Vivant !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">J'éprouve beaucoup de gratitude et je remercie la vie, qui, une fois de plus, me conforte dans les voies que je suis.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et j'entends Christiane Singer dire </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Créer en soi l'espace de la réconciliation... C'est de ce lieu où tu ne le juges pas que tu peux faire basculer son histoire."</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et je comprends pourquoi cette phrase m'avait transpercée lorsque je l'ai entendue, pour la première fois...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et je sais pourquoi je continuerai à la dire et la redire désormais, espérant qu'elle transperce à son tour celui ou celle qui l'entendra... pour la première fois.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Vous savez quoi ? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je suis comblée et notre petit d'homme a vraiment un parrain magnifique !</span></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-91518118665076980562009-02-16T21:49:00.007+01:002009-02-17T07:31:15.227+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhym5ass8yYgRK-C5kD6sCiNSEEAL9t6s9qVcIFgyYGzkgF37qLh3CNAy44OkxucysaF8zyDwwy3ECf8Dl2It1wp4WsNAbKv8a6qC_l64xUw4VO_9Ic18vy6bCCgDXsb11c-gRntUI71PM/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhym5ass8yYgRK-C5kD6sCiNSEEAL9t6s9qVcIFgyYGzkgF37qLh3CNAy44OkxucysaF8zyDwwy3ECf8Dl2It1wp4WsNAbKv8a6qC_l64xUw4VO_9Ic18vy6bCCgDXsb11c-gRntUI71PM/s400/DSC00729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303515988370947938" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C'est notre regard qui enferme souvent les autres </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">dans leurs plus étroites appartenances, </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">et c'est notre regard aussi qui peut les libérer.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jean-Claude Clari. Extrait de l'</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Appartenance</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Entre enfermement et libération, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">un regard...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Des yeux pour élever, embellir, magnifier, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">éveiller, valoriser...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Des yeux pour dénigrer, avilir, comparer, humilier...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Mon regard, ton regard, </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">nos regards...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et des yeux qui sont tantôt </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">la porte transparente de l'âme </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">tantôt l'accès nauséabond d'une déchetterie.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Il en va de même pour les mots.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Il y a ceux, putrides, qui démolissent et abîment et ceux, lumineux, qui redressent et inspirent.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A chaque instant, je veux choisir le regard, la parole que je laisse me pénétrer </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">tout comme je veux choisir la parole et le regard que j'autorise à me quitter.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Tout ce que j'émets est empreint de ma vibration.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Je choisis qu'elle soit de compassion, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">d'empathie et de bienveillance.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Je me félicite quand j'y parviens et je me pardonne quand j'échoue.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Je suis patiente, indulgente avec moi.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Je suis responsable et consciente que</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">c'est le regard que je porte sur moi qui me libérera.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">corinne d'anastasi © 2009</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size:18px;"> </span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-20146807211562205202009-02-07T09:36:00.013+01:002009-02-17T07:33:37.031+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQuOKm1Dj_QMkWc2R0X3QhBL1T3v-3r3rfTm0a2N7JfqZJ0jW3RHnu2bxsw6EyK6zj0d3WlfsCOO70fBmwGZooXq_i6i_-OVkYEsRWsRxA3ElE1jbPhy0sE8vAS9WxeFg3ofq5maNTAc/s1600-h/DSC02474.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQuOKm1Dj_QMkWc2R0X3QhBL1T3v-3r3rfTm0a2N7JfqZJ0jW3RHnu2bxsw6EyK6zj0d3WlfsCOO70fBmwGZooXq_i6i_-OVkYEsRWsRxA3ElE1jbPhy0sE8vAS9WxeFg3ofq5maNTAc/s400/DSC02474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299994022090401378" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"> Terracotta : Corinne D'Anastasi</span></span><br /><div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-size:18px;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-size:18px;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'ai reçu mon cadeau de Saint Valentin hier. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et quel cadeau !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Jan, mon amoureux, a osé braver sa peur de me parler de ce qui me faisait le plus peur.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Je dis "faisait" parce que depuis hier, je peux l'évoquer, ma peur, au passé.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">La première fois depuis trente-sept ans. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et je me sens, comme un nouveau-né.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'ai déployé, pendant toutes ces années, beaucoup d'énergie pour esquiver, oublier, éluder, escamoter, éviter, fuir, m'échapper, m'évader. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">En un mot me débiner.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'avais peur de ma peur ! Le comble...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et que produit la peur d'avoir peur ? </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De l'agitation !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'agitation, vous connaissez ? </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le stress, la tension, la nervosité, la course éperdue, les prétextes, les faux-fuyants, les alibis : la pandémie des temps modernes.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Observons-les ces gens qui courent... </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Ils ont peur, tout simplement. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De quoi ? </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De se dévoiler, se mettre à nu, se révéler. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">D'accomplir en un mot, leur Apocalypse intérieur.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et, ce faisant, ils alimentent leur ego, leur mental et la gratification de leur conflit quand ils pourraient s'occuper de faire évoluer leur esprit. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Leur esprit ? </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'"âme" des religieux que les scientifiques nomment le "double"... </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Blanc bonnet et bonnet blanc.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dans ce clivage où corps et esprit sont séparés, le langage n'anime plus les êtres dénaturés que nous sommes peu à peu devenus. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Pour aggraver notre cas, nous parlons même pour ne rien dire d'essentiel. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Nous ergotons, argumentons, nous perdons en vaines discussions quand nous nous donnons encore la peine d'essayer de discuter... </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Une amie, si chère à mon cœur, m'écrivait hier "Je cours, cours, comme un furet". </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'avais envie de l'inviter, la Belle, à adopter pour un temps "la marche de l'empereur", en attendant que ses ailes repoussent, pour qu'elle puisse, comme nous y invite Saint Augustin, se souvenir de sa noblesse.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce que les temps accélérés sont des temps de ténèbres et les temps décélérés, des temps lumineux, quand "ça va vite", c'est que ça ne va </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">plus ! </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et il est temps, alors, de ralentir la cadence, se poser, retrousser ses manches pour affronter ses peurs.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce qu'elles ont la vie dure nos peurs et une descendance active et revendicative à savoir les croyances, les représentés et les limites que nous nous mettons.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Les seules qui nous limitent d'ailleurs !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et comme vivre n'a qu'un sens, au fond, celui de faire évoluer notre âme en nous libérant de nos limites, nous allons à chaque instant fabriquer des occasions d'actualiser nos peurs ou de les dépasser en les objectivant.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le couple, à ce titre, est le plus précieux laboratoire qui soit.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Mais voilà, tout n'est pas si simple. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">On s'épouse d'abord pour le meilleur avant de rencontrer le pire. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Pourquoi ? Parce que l'homme et la femme ne vivent pas dans le même temps ! </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">On pourrait dire, pour résumer, "un homme épouse une femme en espérant qu'elle ne change pas et une femme épouse un homme en espérant qu'il changera". </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Un peu comme si un mari déclinait sa femme au passé, pour en faire un être immuable, et la femme son mari au futur, en discernant en lui des potentialités qu'elle espère voir s'actualiser...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et voici la bonne nouvelle : les contraires ne sont pas contradictoires, ils sont complémentaires !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">La mécanique quantique nous responsabilise en définissant la notion d'intrication.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">On reçoit en retour ce que l'on a sécrété, ce qui signifie que l'on est coresponsable de ce qui se vit dans le couple.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'autre est l'écho de ce que l'on a en soi, de ce que l'on est, de ce que l'on croit. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et... inversement.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Exit la faute et sa sœur la culpabilité !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">La femme est l'avenir de l'homme, nous dit Louis Aragon.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I have a dream...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'ai rêvé que désormais, l'un serait le présent de l'autre dans les deux acceptions du terme...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et parce que j'avais rêvé très fort...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Que je l'ai voulu intensément...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Que j'ai accepté d'entendre ce que mon amoureux a pris le risque de me dire...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Que j'ai consenti à arrêter le temps pour affronter mes peurs.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Que j'ai pu les dépasser... </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce que j'ai choisi depuis longtemps de faire évoluer mon âme au lieu d'alimenter mon mental...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Mon rêve a fini par se réaliser !</span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Merci à Philippe Bobola pour la vision d'universalité qu'il partage</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">.</span></span></span></span></div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-12491488147720752932009-02-01T11:55:00.010+01:002009-02-17T07:35:25.117+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwBGZKaKhZ_IbQ7MqhcueG9jsDJCyYmqxQ1JQU9a7875uRrIyJkxXbkZsOHqW_6B-iP6vgQ0MAhdMPxq7LwBD_-LSjHU_M6eWvzdrwoZI13iI-u3lxXexRbT7IBp06Y84GJx8ZDLe-H5Q/s1600-h/Corinne&Jan_2-0253.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwBGZKaKhZ_IbQ7MqhcueG9jsDJCyYmqxQ1JQU9a7875uRrIyJkxXbkZsOHqW_6B-iP6vgQ0MAhdMPxq7LwBD_-LSjHU_M6eWvzdrwoZI13iI-u3lxXexRbT7IBp06Y84GJx8ZDLe-H5Q/s400/Corinne&Jan_2-0253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297823310877683698" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">"Quand les mystères sont très malins, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">ils se cachent dans la lumière". </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Jean Giono</span></span></span></span><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Terracotta Corinne D'Anastasi</span></span></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div> </div><div> </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Il y a cinq mille ans</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">, les Sumériens savaient déjà que pour pouvoir guérir il fallait pardonner, se délier de ses pensées, se connecter au Beau et expérimenter la Joie...</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Auraient-ils pu imaginer, les Sumériens, le sort d'une âme qui aurait décidé, au cours du dernier siècle, de s'incarner en Occident ?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Voici la réponse, en résumé : "Le pire qui soit et le meilleur".</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le pire parce que pour la première fois dans l'histoire de l'humanité, les enfants sont en moins bonne santé que leurs parents...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le meilleur parce qu'il n'y a plus de temps à perdre pour CHANGER.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Quel passeport que cette période de l'histoire pour l'ouverture de conscience, quel saut quantique promis à ceux qui déserteront le royaume délétère du prêt-à-penser, qui alimente celui du prêt à consommer, pour investir celui de l'intime conviction, de l'intuition, de l'intrication, de la reliance !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce qu'il est devenu urgent, voire vital, de revisiter notre manière d'investir...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce qu'il est devenu urgent, voire vital, de comprendre que notre dérive est avant tout personnelle et spirituelle.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce que nous avons des yeux et que nous ne voyons pas, nous ne percevons pas que la matière est substantielle et ondulatoire. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">En nous focalisant sur la matière, nous avons oublié son pendant, son alter ego, mieux son supplément d'âme, à savoir l'onde, la vibration. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et ce faisant, nous perdons le contact avec la moitié, au moins, de la réalité. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Ce qui revient à amputer notre conscience et limiter dramatiquement nos chances de survie.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Parce que nous avons des yeux et que nous ne voyons pas, nous ne discernons pas que la matière, c'est de la lumière, de l'énergie condensée. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dans l'Univers, TOUT est lumière, tout est énergie et la particule la plus présente est le photon.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le prodige, c'est que deux particules qui auraient été en contact l'une avec l'autre, resteront liées quels que soient le temps et la distance qui les séparent. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A chaque instant, sur notre petite planète, le Soleil nous envoie des informations qui sont le reliquat des informations contenues dans le premier atome, depuis le Big Bang. Nous recevons TOUS, humains, animaux, minéraux, végétaux cette information originelle et lumineuse. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et nous émettons tous des photons, ce qui signifie que nous diffusons à notre tour cette information créatrice.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Ce qui fait de tout ce qui vit sur cette planète, un relais, inclus dans un incommensurable réseau, une espèce de matrice, ou, comme dit le Tao, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"un espace où rien ne manque, rien n'est de trop"</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">. Un espace, selon le physicien Max Planck,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> "où règne une énergie intelligente et cohérente qui est la matrice de tout ce qui existe"</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Si même l'énergie est "cohérente" et "intelligente", si même les Sumériens, il y a cinq mille ans avaient cette conscience lumineuse et éclairée, si même la matière est de la lumière...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Que fabriquons-nous avec notre mental désaxé ? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dans quel monde parallèle et absurde nos croyances, nos représentés, nos peurs nous emprisonnent-ils ?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De combien d'épidémies, de catastrophes naturelles, de faillites bancaires, de cancers, d'allergies, de dépressions, d'insomnies aurons-nous encore besoin pour comprendre et nous ré-aligner ?<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Comprendre que la guérison sera avant tout spirituelle au sens où c'est clairement notre esprit et ses dérives qu'il convient de soigner pour guérir nos corps !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Pardonner...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Se pardonner...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Intégrer que l'autre n'est jamais que le reflet de notre projection sur lui.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Nous n'avons pas d'ennemi. Nous sommes notre propre ennemi, jusqu'à ce que nous ayons décidé de baisser les armes pour prendre notre cœur entre nos mains.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Se délier de nos pensées...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Mettre ce mental qui spécule, interprète, divise, compare, évalue, marchande... au repos.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Le congédier... et prendre notre cœur entre nos mains.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Se connecter au Beau...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Un paysage, une musique, une œuvre d'art.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Aller à la banque chercher ce qui subsiste encore de nos économies pour s'entourer de Beau, réinvestir notre lieu de vie, réinvestir pour notre lieu de vie, notre espace intime, l'endroit où l'on se recueille, où l'on se retrouve, notre premier écosystème... et prendre notre cœur entre nos mains.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Expérimenter la Joie...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Verdana; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Comme le propose Rabindranàth Tagore, en comblant notre besoin de contribution :</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> "Je dormais et je rêvais que la vie n’était que joie. Je m’éveillais et je vis que la vie n’est que service. Je servis et je compris que le service est joie."</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal 'American Typewriter'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Rire, sourire, multiplier les occasions d'éprouver cette vibration, la plus haute, la plus puissante qui soit... et prendre notre cœur entre nos mains.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal 'American Typewriter'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></p></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A chacun, chacune, je souhaite de retrouver en lui le Sumérien qui sommeille encore peut-être...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009 </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Merci à Philippe Bobola pour son enseignement et la vision qu'il partage.</span></div><div> </div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-30231380467346871422009-01-30T14:19:00.006+01:002009-02-17T07:36:13.405+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nhClinKScZGuhNUZlF6zjX_ptAgI5krzXIY9PDn-8lZgsxdUJ30WzFIbvoSXbE7kB3cDT7uxC_m5ggYx9Bl3k3lSHDu64TI6jvgN0GWjITXGbGrwdbI3tp3Q5C033gm4iDk11beLWII/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nhClinKScZGuhNUZlF6zjX_ptAgI5krzXIY9PDn-8lZgsxdUJ30WzFIbvoSXbE7kB3cDT7uxC_m5ggYx9Bl3k3lSHDu64TI6jvgN0GWjITXGbGrwdbI3tp3Q5C033gm4iDk11beLWII/s400/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297076110927037698" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">"Les relations sont sûrement le miroir </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">dans lequel on se découvre soi-même".</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Jiddu Krishnamurti</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">L'autre</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Cet autre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Magnifique ou douloureux</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">N'est jamais que le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">reflet amplifié</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De notre image</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Sur lui projetée</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'heure est venue</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De se </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">libérer Soi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et de </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">libérer l'Autre</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">En rappelant à Soi</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">La part qui nous revient</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De ce <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">reflet de l'Autre</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">De ce reflet que l'Autre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Pour se connaître </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Se reconnaître</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Et se panser</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Avait sur nous projeté</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">(Image : Le reflet de Fanny)</span></span></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-91089870759724609642009-01-28T15:13:00.010+01:002009-02-17T07:36:52.512+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN98WtP3-AX3Dd5y2YfKI8Uk7Wypdkl1-xsPGA79vIFxKLS55lWROlHzoIRIe9wFnh705c3svXxZ_1gpFbUzrq7mdMjbJs6V_CoTQdHluO2UTgxsJyWD26-CfjdtrtcHKE5CvJLAH-xoQ/s1600-h/Photo+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN98WtP3-AX3Dd5y2YfKI8Uk7Wypdkl1-xsPGA79vIFxKLS55lWROlHzoIRIe9wFnh705c3svXxZ_1gpFbUzrq7mdMjbJs6V_CoTQdHluO2UTgxsJyWD26-CfjdtrtcHKE5CvJLAH-xoQ/s400/Photo+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348251012124146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Le début de la vie </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">fut l'acte de dédoublement de l'unité primordiale, </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">le un, </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">en deux grandeurs opposées et équilibrées, </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l'une par rapport à l'autre".</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Le livre des Morts Egyptiens</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Au départ, le </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Un</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">le </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Un</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"> avant le </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Deux</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">et, entre les deux,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">division</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">et l'illusion de la </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">séparation</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">amour </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">effusion</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">expérience de l'</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">intrication</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">conscience</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"> et <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">adoration</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;">et </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">fusion</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Unité...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Corinne D'Anastasi ©2009</span></span></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-86641720724432727102009-01-25T12:02:00.005+01:002009-02-17T07:37:30.299+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrf4s0hm36CjK4bZNvB_CZYaQ02uF-ke6dOgJC7-WrHZCTN3zWyYiBZ2U_a9rjG53XozMzlwL43YIhWk4LlpUknvhBEA7nUCYsNZSRaHJaARxde5CgihibJzUlYD7qa6d4CbHmdOECtE0/s1600-h/DSCN2067.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrf4s0hm36CjK4bZNvB_CZYaQ02uF-ke6dOgJC7-WrHZCTN3zWyYiBZ2U_a9rjG53XozMzlwL43YIhWk4LlpUknvhBEA7nUCYsNZSRaHJaARxde5CgihibJzUlYD7qa6d4CbHmdOECtE0/s400/DSCN2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295185437220842434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"La terre est notre mère : </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">elle enfante nos corps et le ciel y joint l'âme</span>"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Marcus Pacuvius</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Déploie tes ailes</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">enfant de la Terre</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">et sous la bénédiction de ta mère </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">et la protection de ton père et du Ciel</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">dans le temps de ton quotidien</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">entre le plus lointain passé</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">et le plus lointain futur</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">fais évoluer ton âme et sa lumière.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-86754270377169485782009-01-23T08:14:00.009+01:002009-02-17T07:38:32.547+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn96f-Rw2n5JMlydt1lOXXxw9mOaToOXpuDU58svNYLyMm8-6MA5zEu8ZofXeGjjxjLgqNsaqZ4esrzcBGgiT5oRc87Ut4HW9xhguuvTxen6U8HqQMNVRimzNNQXUlnovR54BLLUk193k/s1600-h/e.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn96f-Rw2n5JMlydt1lOXXxw9mOaToOXpuDU58svNYLyMm8-6MA5zEu8ZofXeGjjxjLgqNsaqZ4esrzcBGgiT5oRc87Ut4HW9xhguuvTxen6U8HqQMNVRimzNNQXUlnovR54BLLUk193k/s400/e.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294388803415070306" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> L'indécise, bronze, Corinne D'Anastasi</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Va donc d'instant en instant comme on improvise un chemin de rocher en rocher </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">pour traverser le torrent</span></span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">Benjamin Kunkel, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">Indécision</span></span></span><br /></div></span></span></span><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Entre dénuement et dénouement</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Entre défiance et confiance<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">TERGIVERSER ou CHOISIR</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Oser le saut dans le vide</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Les mains nues</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Même au cœur du pire, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">il n'y rien à craindre...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-21636575180232241392009-01-19T07:43:00.006+01:002009-02-17T07:39:10.442+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0wudJtzsRUirHsqenYB5m3lZGqyKX59ovBn81V16jMloZYG1kptfIeMZ9l7eLYnlnmp52oo4hVvcxQIpJIny91lm31LshQyXK1OfmWGY9eYUOI1SzwzLq9H-y0tSUWz1rLINfwuJwkU/s1600-h/SN200731.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0wudJtzsRUirHsqenYB5m3lZGqyKX59ovBn81V16jMloZYG1kptfIeMZ9l7eLYnlnmp52oo4hVvcxQIpJIny91lm31LshQyXK1OfmWGY9eYUOI1SzwzLq9H-y0tSUWz1rLINfwuJwkU/s400/SN200731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292892213541619842" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">"L'asile le plus sûr </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">est le sein d'une mère"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Jean-Pierre Florian</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Un</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> havre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Un</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> refuge</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Une</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> oasis</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Une</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> source</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Un lieu béni des déesses où s'expérimentent <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">confiance, sécurité, protection, abondance</span> et <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">prodigalité</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Le lieu où, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">assurément</span></span>, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">le petit d'homme deviendra </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">GRAND"</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(tétée de Samuel, 18 mois)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"> </span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-30416377809005100082009-01-18T15:31:00.007+01:002009-02-17T07:39:59.992+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB5Rk44dD0RYjTF2Cp0X_npMdQ6aJzt8mU3-un-nfRiZEwB-drQekEbLPK86iUgkBPkgtDGeG2YYbSpXgGazMNOmJLwqstWWTjGTn1q11YH5prWjFIF3bTPSYNzVHcf4Vw0k0aoyPlRRQ/s1600-h/SN200750.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB5Rk44dD0RYjTF2Cp0X_npMdQ6aJzt8mU3-un-nfRiZEwB-drQekEbLPK86iUgkBPkgtDGeG2YYbSpXgGazMNOmJLwqstWWTjGTn1q11YH5prWjFIF3bTPSYNzVHcf4Vw0k0aoyPlRRQ/s400/SN200750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292642387339723954" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">"Crois-tu que c'est toute seule, </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">dans mon imagination, </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">que j'ai inventé cette vision ?"*</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Myriam l'affirme. Elle n'est pas "toute seule". Pour qu'il y ait "vision" dans le sens que nous avons étudié, il faut au moins être deux, celui qui voit et celui qui se donne à voir.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">On n'invente pas le Réel, on le voit, et on le voit dans la forme qui nous est accessible : ce n'est pas le </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Tout</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"> du Réel, et pourtant c'est bien lui ; un rayon de soleil n'est pas tout le soleil et pourtant c'est bien le soleil.*</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"> *L'Evangile de Marie, Jean-Yves Leloup, Albin Michel</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">La vue est troublée</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">La vision, troublante</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Seule, je ne suis plus</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Depuis que je crois</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">à ce que mon imagination invente</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Corinne D'Anastasi © 2009</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-77623765612051697742009-01-14T20:21:00.007+01:002009-02-17T07:41:21.635+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik01DBR2Z-WHn9iU7Nd-5FKMH7pIQ1qoly1HxVt_rt1xMjDFIvzg2UiebZwj6vOJNlzpigUoNKJTgUxVCkaYlTPo88qb_HHYsAmqdnORY3ZX7cg4FR2Fc9-kZQnEa6orIUTcQLMFmtXkQ/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik01DBR2Z-WHn9iU7Nd-5FKMH7pIQ1qoly1HxVt_rt1xMjDFIvzg2UiebZwj6vOJNlzpigUoNKJTgUxVCkaYlTPo88qb_HHYsAmqdnORY3ZX7cg4FR2Fc9-kZQnEa6orIUTcQLMFmtXkQ/s400/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291231797608348002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Out beyond ideas </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">of </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">wrongdoing</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">rightdoing</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">there is a </span>field</span>.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xBxlBCLgtNrokI1c5hWsMSRVrUJ5d3xXUv9EsNH4cDsEtuiTa65KfcKBijvToEys51iP6SSyXRMHY3FZX25YTGu2ck-n5mkWUQitXXBb7TVeyY7dqWyCZeXC-JxBglBKDAUv_1qM09Q/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xBxlBCLgtNrokI1c5hWsMSRVrUJ5d3xXUv9EsNH4cDsEtuiTa65KfcKBijvToEys51iP6SSyXRMHY3FZX25YTGu2ck-n5mkWUQitXXBb7TVeyY7dqWyCZeXC-JxBglBKDAUv_1qM09Q/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291236601405490210" /></a><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> will </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">meet you <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">there</span></span></span>."</span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Rûmi</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Oui, c'est là que je donne désormais mes rendez-vous.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dans l'espace interstitiel de la non-interprétation et du non-jugement, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">le lieu même de la réconciliation, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">l'endroit où l'histoire, grande ou petite, peut basculer.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'espace où je veux croire et faire croire qu'elle basculera.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Il est là mon acte de foi.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Si j'ai encore un grand chagrin, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">c'est qu'il m'arrive trop souvent de le déserter </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">ce lieu où s'expérimentent la paix, le respect, la fraternité et la félicité.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">J'en fais un </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">no woman's land</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> et j'oublie ce dont je me suis souvenue lorsque que mon quatrième enfant m'a mise au monde et qu'il a plongé dans le mien son regard d'amour inconditionnel.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">L'endroit où Rûmi me rencontre, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">il est là, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">dans ses yeux.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-20843980619541350542009-01-13T22:52:00.004+01:002009-02-17T07:42:09.433+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTx4Is-9NzGXTizNvLqJLAZK9TjZ96JM0aD6Ommnj2oNh4FFZOGIQoYzUajxSeCjcmDOzWxUJH5_PzfDeMh91PuvdAcOFhQV6BEuYc7xTAp8cltWBXjhLrqYb6Zdi9-nVIm4aYLpM1NI/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTx4Is-9NzGXTizNvLqJLAZK9TjZ96JM0aD6Ommnj2oNh4FFZOGIQoYzUajxSeCjcmDOzWxUJH5_PzfDeMh91PuvdAcOFhQV6BEuYc7xTAp8cltWBXjhLrqYb6Zdi9-nVIm4aYLpM1NI/s400/DSC02282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290904530102280898" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:24px;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-size:24px;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">View from an island</span></span></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Green and purple, yellow ochre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">grey and dark blue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Moving ocean in silent wind</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Salt on the skin</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Clouds in the eyes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Whispering days of hopeless waves</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Stone everywhere</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Still waiting for</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">either one day being an angel</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">or soon flying like a white bird</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Corinne D'anastasi © 2009</span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-48886340993183134132009-01-09T23:32:00.006+01:002009-02-17T07:43:17.710+01:00Manne céleste<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BoVUnB3Ytw79wVETtmx9r_AaZi_2DaLd5HgmaxZ4kI0SgXgXo5BO7wXReM40dw8KLZfO9StOIAxFdeUmskyhN9H0f_IfQE-zQ3ZR6TBOM4zxMRpHVNVrm9INkGlmMVmd_86B1RmKzAk/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BoVUnB3Ytw79wVETtmx9r_AaZi_2DaLd5HgmaxZ4kI0SgXgXo5BO7wXReM40dw8KLZfO9StOIAxFdeUmskyhN9H0f_IfQE-zQ3ZR6TBOM4zxMRpHVNVrm9INkGlmMVmd_86B1RmKzAk/s400/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425645014824002" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Vous voulez savoir ce que je </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">murmure</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> dans le creux du tronc ?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Petit jeu de piste...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Rendez-vous</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> sur le lien de cet article (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">en cliquant sur son titre</span>).</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Cliquez </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">sur la "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Water Crystal Main Page</span>".</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Cliquez</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> sur l'onglet "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Words</span>". </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Cliquez</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> sur l'image <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">9/10</span></span></span> !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Voilà ! J'ai prononcé ce </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">mantra des neiges</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">autant de fois</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">qu'il y avait de </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">cristaux</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> à l'entour.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Mais si, c'est </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">vrai</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">, puisque je vous le dis !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Et j'ai rendu hommage à l'œuvre de <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Masaru Emoto</span></span>...</span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-18433733922972636572008-12-31T13:40:00.005+01:002009-02-17T07:43:59.680+01:002009 t'offre l'hospitalité...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSX2Grzk6WCZt4RH4EE_c1khWIQyPsOPpndF1EM8wyC0E1fV-YzC-8pU-V0vyzSCt5jvpBOsui6fL0vHbOU-07dvax67ii7ROPAoIhEIC3HCqA_0jCiL4GsVQWDAUSyeoQE3hVyVISX1Q/s1600-h/SN200692_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSX2Grzk6WCZt4RH4EE_c1khWIQyPsOPpndF1EM8wyC0E1fV-YzC-8pU-V0vyzSCt5jvpBOsui6fL0vHbOU-07dvax67ii7ROPAoIhEIC3HCqA_0jCiL4GsVQWDAUSyeoQE3hVyVISX1Q/s320/SN200692_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285937458182232210" /></a><br /><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Te mettre en <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">chemin</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Travailler sur toi-même</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Honorer le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">corps</span></span> que tu as</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Devenir celui que tu es</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Puis...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Accepter l'inacceptable<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); ">Penser l'impensable</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); ">Concevoir l'inconcevable</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Pardonner l'impardonnable</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); ">Dire l'indicible</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); ">Percevoir l'imperceptible</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Et...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">A chaque instant être reçu par des <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">bras invisibles</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">et <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">protégé de tout</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">2009 t'offre l'hospitalité...</span></span></span><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Sens-toi désiré, attendu, estimé et bienvenu</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> </span></span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-33811071349121358042008-12-24T08:46:00.006+01:002009-02-17T07:44:55.571+01:00Veillée de Noël<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYp2vRBIHt-FkGx9qaRV1W5diB-d7QYTn-gQO8ddo0K3YemdKfi5eTrdwBIscaks7q5uJ7Aenlg1NHln8fMHjYA3rF3T2ivG3G0r-Mze8VY4qfgLpkpd43fcIYlNi0FkEtc9sK8m1VcdM/s1600-h/DSC01224_3_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYp2vRBIHt-FkGx9qaRV1W5diB-d7QYTn-gQO8ddo0K3YemdKfi5eTrdwBIscaks7q5uJ7Aenlg1NHln8fMHjYA3rF3T2ivG3G0r-Mze8VY4qfgLpkpd43fcIYlNi0FkEtc9sK8m1VcdM/s320/DSC01224_3_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283262167008513666" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><div> </div><div> </div>Emouvant et mouvant</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Ventre de femme</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Antre perlée</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Grotte inexplorée</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Ventre de femme</span> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Mère</span> de la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Terre</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Mère de la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">mer</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Des <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Ténèbres</span> et des <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Cieux</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Ventre de femme</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Du <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">désir</span> au<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> plaisir</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Du <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">plaisir</span> au <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">désir</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Vagues qui divaguent</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Ventre de femme</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Murmures de l'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">amant</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Vagissement d'un <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">enfant</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">L'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">eau </span>et le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">feu</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Emouvant et mouvant</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Rond et <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">silencieux</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Au <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">commencement</span> était...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Un <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">ventre de femme</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Corinne D'Anastasi ©</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Quand sonneront </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">les douze coups de Minuit, </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">ce 24 décembre 2008...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">Je voudrais que tu sentes que...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Je te souhaite d'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">enfanter</span> le meilleur de toi-même,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">de mettre au monde et bercer le Soi en Toi,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">de te souvenir que si tu<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"> crois</span>, tu <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">peux</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">que tu es pour toi,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">la meilleure Mère, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">le meilleur Père qui soit</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">Je te souhaite de bercer amoureusement </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Petit d'Homme</span> en toi</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">et de t'engager à combler, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">l'un après l'autre, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">chacun de ses besoins</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Parce que ce que je souhaite par-dessus tout,</span></span> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">c'est que cet enfant comblé, respecté, chéri et bercé</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">Te mette à son tour au Monde</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">En faisant de toi une <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Reine</span>, un <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Roi</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande';">Joyeuse Naissance, Joyeux Noël !</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-46269722588185953262008-12-22T08:14:00.012+01:002009-02-17T07:46:07.463+01:00Quand on s'y met... à DEUX...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijA3PlYY13NSN1_Fxj6nEwGVpIErSJB2gOJoNiXkcIsb4NF0iSFYzK76Rca9HbkPLsqXyJI9vRAnGgXUPKtOsgt4pF6My0HwWonI6nFQhVpQnpWIBoCBhyphenhyphenawsx7VeHYTgI1Y0bk7UO9Ls/s1600-h/P1010507.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijA3PlYY13NSN1_Fxj6nEwGVpIErSJB2gOJoNiXkcIsb4NF0iSFYzK76Rca9HbkPLsqXyJI9vRAnGgXUPKtOsgt4pF6My0HwWonI6nFQhVpQnpWIBoCBhyphenhyphenawsx7VeHYTgI1Y0bk7UO9Ls/s400/P1010507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282516248068460514" /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvJyqZDfkfk_fzUaUdMSZ2e2WvyfCR4WM8z8XwSkxKF8eLCtgX14ok7l6nKCIAU_yWX9u7m6GuVB2xsXkAetM8Y93XmsZEUF3v8lnQAIwoLm0IkfsRkdn7__nggC_2uosuQAxyvv_p-U/s1600-h/serment.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvJyqZDfkfk_fzUaUdMSZ2e2WvyfCR4WM8z8XwSkxKF8eLCtgX14ok7l6nKCIAU_yWX9u7m6GuVB2xsXkAetM8Y93XmsZEUF3v8lnQAIwoLm0IkfsRkdn7__nggC_2uosuQAxyvv_p-U/s200/serment.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514591597940994" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';">Il lui a promis la <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">lune</span></span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">des monts et des merveilles</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">des ponts d'or, des bijoux</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">et des biscuits au miel</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle lui dit ce qu'elle veut </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">un trou bleu dans le ciel </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">et une grande échelle</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">pour pouvoir quand il pleut</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">faire de l'œil au <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">soleil</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxpopBNAAyx0IMwsrYbMXwYXg9XTAnx5-hyOsfgJfqGKqooaWHyiP-eBhgzhlBWdOMCbOYp8Xp7qq5xsI-lGDqKGOZYVFtDJfoMvdCbEjD-d-WBiSg8X5lYJxhKmLK-sJT8doinSvGc8/s1600-h/ravage.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxpopBNAAyx0IMwsrYbMXwYXg9XTAnx5-hyOsfgJfqGKqooaWHyiP-eBhgzhlBWdOMCbOYp8Xp7qq5xsI-lGDqKGOZYVFtDJfoMvdCbEjD-d-WBiSg8X5lYJxhKmLK-sJT8doinSvGc8/s200/ravage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514589245927010" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';">Depuis qu'elle dort dans le lit du <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:24px;">vent</span></span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle adonne</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle refuse</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle saute </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle tourne </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle fait rage</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">madone lascive aux courbes exquises</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">divine diva des nuages</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle fait l'amour aux <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">ouragans</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RuUOfRyBflRYPLnB7iFPCMj0waWvT_p00qJ6TVm9A8LHs0KGF2PrJ9dQDHA8-KsVjxMSzJyyDmB36gZ3x3Fpm3EqRTP9p_MjWBj_FlNV77d7hx1RuBhIdMaETE-8Fjhs8wWGngNO_zg/s1600-h/lameravoir.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RuUOfRyBflRYPLnB7iFPCMj0waWvT_p00qJ6TVm9A8LHs0KGF2PrJ9dQDHA8-KsVjxMSzJyyDmB36gZ3x3Fpm3EqRTP9p_MjWBj_FlNV77d7hx1RuBhIdMaETE-8Fjhs8wWGngNO_zg/s200/lameravoir.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514586887083426" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Après la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">pluie</span></span>, le beau temps</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">mais, elle, c'est la pluie qu'elle préfère</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">elle accroche des gouttes à ses cils</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">pour les mélanger à ses larmes</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">et avoir la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">mer</span></span> dans ses yeux</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic-90YlWV3x0y_4hyphenhyphen9Y-P3egcjetj6X0soVfuXe5hIzwEVeje0yOI4OEwcgCh1MTXqmxczuuiZAtdQdXNZpS09QS5uGXVa-aj7VreYeRZPyIr0s17JcX2agXp1SSEwl_9HKPABnHk4GbU/s1600-h/harmonie.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic-90YlWV3x0y_4hyphenhyphen9Y-P3egcjetj6X0soVfuXe5hIzwEVeje0yOI4OEwcgCh1MTXqmxczuuiZAtdQdXNZpS09QS5uGXVa-aj7VreYeRZPyIr0s17JcX2agXp1SSEwl_9HKPABnHk4GbU/s200/harmonie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514582221873810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Entre la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">terre</span></span> et les étoiles<br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">j'ai pris racine et j'ai poussé</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">fille de <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">semences</span></span> et de pollens</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">de pluie, de lave et de lichens</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRQRRZFW8tyJz3QF60sM02L3k7N4XGEFFy3k3EITG0Z87zO8MIuNzLu1_P8KdVYdEPkrf5_3ZA0se5frihKCkw2wS-CTvxh50frIvWXqRThG7fGdJZaeHtvoeP6iK5LdZcvsvnq0Zz7U/s1600-h/grandir.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRQRRZFW8tyJz3QF60sM02L3k7N4XGEFFy3k3EITG0Z87zO8MIuNzLu1_P8KdVYdEPkrf5_3ZA0se5frihKCkw2wS-CTvxh50frIvWXqRThG7fGdJZaeHtvoeP6iK5LdZcvsvnq0Zz7U/s200/grandir.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514577807691170" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Passer de la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">cacophonie</span></span> au bruit</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">du bruit à la mélodie</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">de la mélodie au souffle</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">puis, du souffle au <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">silence</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">cesser de survivre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">être libre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Vivre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaq8FZ3mrEgt_lmh0Br6YL5XTzQOAwBG5IusGdlUdUsc_qD3uPLv6j38JmK-bQhN4toknMtRMHfDjb7sMbLy93JEzUwa2LuDSORzO4kjxIAKA5B9wBa9eAcone7zvkMgyVz00tGw2Le4c/s1600-h/fanfaron.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaq8FZ3mrEgt_lmh0Br6YL5XTzQOAwBG5IusGdlUdUsc_qD3uPLv6j38JmK-bQhN4toknMtRMHfDjb7sMbLy93JEzUwa2LuDSORzO4kjxIAKA5B9wBa9eAcone7zvkMgyVz00tGw2Le4c/s200/fanfaron.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514056956133554" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Il voulait en faire un biniou</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">d'elle, la belle <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">harpe</span></span> éolienne</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">museler une muse</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">la transformer en <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">cornemuse</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">c'est bien une idée d'hélicon</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPb5x7qlWVWtSpmVOPnIkuTo6Nr00RMQNEQpcjLBNDODf6Pu3HrQuMQZDKo4SVypSfTgKdczE1_JM2uAdFVPQtvGSNxyCwRhWdb-5iq9-E8_LJ9naDLJcLlN53eTtkablq82fpNJrR1s/s1600-h/acoeurouvert.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPb5x7qlWVWtSpmVOPnIkuTo6Nr00RMQNEQpcjLBNDODf6Pu3HrQuMQZDKo4SVypSfTgKdczE1_JM2uAdFVPQtvGSNxyCwRhWdb-5iq9-E8_LJ9naDLJcLlN53eTtkablq82fpNJrR1s/s200/acoeurouvert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282514049602026194" /></a><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Faire <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">confiance</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">être comme le nouveau-né</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">réapprendre à dépendre</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">sans craindre d'être <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">dépossédé</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Images Jan Goris ©</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Paroles Corinne D'Anastasi ©</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia;"> </span></div></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-49875969039960071852008-12-18T06:29:00.009+01:002009-02-17T07:47:57.039+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCjChTRMxjrayPTCa4m7P7vyF8qajq4RTNaU_WQlQIpW-x8RUcijFmHdj9bDB-0ionmbWhRLKO81-o18klOXUC8zyPsHx3q0B03klYi__GkyV6LTflVZ2COPxzYdxHyYnlV7dWgVc7Dok/s1600-h/Corinne&Jan-18-12-04-0121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCjChTRMxjrayPTCa4m7P7vyF8qajq4RTNaU_WQlQIpW-x8RUcijFmHdj9bDB-0ionmbWhRLKO81-o18klOXUC8zyPsHx3q0B03klYi__GkyV6LTflVZ2COPxzYdxHyYnlV7dWgVc7Dok/s320/Corinne&Jan-18-12-04-0121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281011017484584322" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">18 décembre 2004 - 18 décembre 2008</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span><div> </div><div>6 h 30... Mon amoureux est encore blotti sous la couette...</div><div>Et je suis, moi, devant mon écran d'ordinateur !</div><div>Pourquoi ? Parce que j'éprouve l'irrépressible besoin de laisser une trace sans taguer un mur ou griffer l'écorce d'un arbre !</div><div>Et puis... je n'ai ni grotte ni oxyde de fer pour offrir à la postérité une peinture rupestre...</div><div>Mais j'ai pourtant cette furieuse envie qui m'a fait m'éveiller à l'aurore. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">L'envie de sentir se propager aux confins de l'Univers, une onde, une vibration d'amour et d'infinie tendresse.</span></span></div><div>Alors, j'ai choisi la grande toile, le médium des mammifères du vingt et unième siècle. L'endroit où mon instinct se réveille parce qu'il comblera le besoin premier des humains, "le besoin d'appartenance". Là, je sais que vais rencontrer beaucoup de mes frères et sœurs humains...</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Nous sommes mariés depuis quatre ans !</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>OUF ! Voilà, c'est dit !</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>Et j'ai cherché, hier, les paroles que nous avons échangées un certain 18 décembre 2004.</div><div>Nous les relisons, depuis, une fois par an. </div><div>Juste pour le plaisir de constater qu'elles provoquent toujours en nous cette délicieuse brûlure, un peu comme la sensation de la cire fondue qui coule de la bougie encore allumée, sur la main trop pressée. </div><div> </div><div>Les voici lesdites paroles...</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>De moi à Jan :</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un anachorète</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">prêt à faire de son ermitage une auberge</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un charpentier</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui change les radeaux en arche</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un archéologue </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui fait battre les cœurs fossilisés</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un magicien</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui fait disparaître les illusionnistes</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un pasteur</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui veille sur chacune de mes brebis</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un apôtre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui a fait de moi une disciple</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un artiste</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">capable de sculpter la lumière</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un jardinier</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui fait refleurir le désert</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un autre moi-même,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">subtilement autre,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">étonnamment moi-même.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré un homme que je veux aimer chaque jour de ma vie.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Cet homme "innombrable",</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">c'est TOI, JAN,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">et je veux être ta femme.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div> </div><div>Et, de Jan à moi...</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une bédouine</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">prête à faire de ma tente un palais</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une architecte</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui a ouvert mes murs et mon cœur</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une philosophe</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui écoute et entend la Vie</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une princesse qui défend les cœurs purs</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une bergère </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui berce ses brebis en chantant</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une artiste </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui fait parler la terre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une pépiniériste</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">qui cultive les pensées positives</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une autre moi-même</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Agréablement autre</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Suffisamment moi-même</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'ai rencontré une femme que je désire aimer chaque jour de ma vie,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">une femme "innombrable".</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">C'est toi, Corinne, </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">et je veux être ton mari.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div> </div><div>Et j'ai une faveur à te demander, à <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">TOI</span>, qui viens de les lire.</div><div>S'il te plaît... porte-nous dans ton cœur et bénis notre amour.</div><div><br /></div><div>Et pour cela, et tout ce que tu incarnes et rayonnes, </div><div>tu as toute ma gratitude.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KqLYAlgp-ouseHpfR6def_AzaAglcuBzJavlFrYUgEU24hDggrvJHc-qLsTuLo0E-lYvKw6JjeGvwwRozYdB_pCrTLGtkK7uxu9TvJhXl2G5NqgTol3q0vuWJm9UAp9flQw2Wl6hNCU/s1600-h/Corinne&Jan_2-0216.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KqLYAlgp-ouseHpfR6def_AzaAglcuBzJavlFrYUgEU24hDggrvJHc-qLsTuLo0E-lYvKw6JjeGvwwRozYdB_pCrTLGtkK7uxu9TvJhXl2G5NqgTol3q0vuWJm9UAp9flQw2Wl6hNCU/s200/Corinne&Jan_2-0216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281011637091557970" /></a></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JtnNVkRweMW5BPIUvgeiFhg4G3HpQkcQavtgZWfnItrPRywlIxcC5NljWkESYFQJIcfT_A9py17gq4PBI1FFFJX6kPbgy7rd3ndgrcgDWHZMxZbYJsDAv8Eh7mdXZa7hVLH6ZPoUVH8/s1600-h/IMG_1037_2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JtnNVkRweMW5BPIUvgeiFhg4G3HpQkcQavtgZWfnItrPRywlIxcC5NljWkESYFQJIcfT_A9py17gq4PBI1FFFJX6kPbgy7rd3ndgrcgDWHZMxZbYJsDAv8Eh7mdXZa7hVLH6ZPoUVH8/s200/IMG_1037_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281019642356528258" /></a>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-20386269420345997852008-12-13T12:33:00.005+01:002009-02-17T07:49:40.827+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLqX6Fd6TLnyOa7D8qQo6Ua4xZZDrkW-wljUgo-doIblAIlhEOiNlHSIUG2aeiuFVrvfyChnZqC0ZrWiqjLP149NrQ71pf4dqTXqKMpMRpNBqPUwduKPoI9wvFo-2NXyzChO-LoFzbu1c/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLqX6Fd6TLnyOa7D8qQo6Ua4xZZDrkW-wljUgo-doIblAIlhEOiNlHSIUG2aeiuFVrvfyChnZqC0ZrWiqjLP149NrQ71pf4dqTXqKMpMRpNBqPUwduKPoI9wvFo-2NXyzChO-LoFzbu1c/s320/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279245320904247810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><div>Lendemain de Remodelage Vibratoire ©...</div><div>Ma belle B. qui enfin s'autorise à écrire et décrire ce qui l'a visitée, habitée pendant le soin.</div><div>C'est si beau et si intense que je m'en voudrais de le garder jalousement.</div><div>J'ai envie de vous contaminer de ma gratitude et ma félicité.</div><div>Voilà, CADEAU !</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">"Comment dire cet "indicible" qu'évoque Isabelle sans me risquer à nouveau, et nouvelle... dans les mots du voyage. Oser ceux-là dans lesquels j'ai tant erré et souffert, qu'en dehors d'un dialogue intime et caché, ils me semblaient "hors usage", hors partage ! Ce matin, c'est l'Ange de la Miséricorde qui est venu à travers le "Petit Traité de Spiritualité au quotidien" du moine A. Grüm. Ce qui est émouvant, c'est qu'il me donnait avec évidence le nom de ton visage pour moi hier, et comme la quintessence de ce que je vis à travers nos rencontres. Toi femme "innombrable", miroir offert à la beauté encore emprisonnée de ceux sur lesquels tu te penches pour soigner leur corps-âme, quand ils ne savent pas comment se laisser "saisir aux entrailles" et s' accueillir et s'aimer dans toute leur vulnérabilité. Ta présence, tes mains, ta voix débusquent le "juge impitoyable" qui siège derrière les fronts obstinés, ses laquais aussi : la peur, le doute, la tristesse, la profanation, l'humiliation... ils sont "légion", venus du fond de nos âges et tu les nommes et les fais descendre doucement dans un brasier d'amour. Dans ton regard, s'ouvre un regard d'aurore. L'ombre devient lumière. Paix, foi, joie, célébration et humilité coulent du cœur au ventre comme dans une coupe précieuse. Celle dont tu as reconnu et retrouvé la forme sacrée, celle dont tu m'as dit que, creusée par les blessures de la vie, elle était prête à recevoir plénitude et abondance. Ce qui se passe est "indicible", c'est de l'ordre de la grâce. Tu as été pour moi cet ange de miséricorde, tu m'enseignes comment me déposer dans mon propre cœur avec la confiance et l'abandon que j'ai trouvé à me déposer sur cette table, dans une chaleur, une douceur et une tendresse si inconditionnelles qu' infiniment protégé, parfumé et aimé le cœur s'ouvre à l'infini.<br />Rien à vouloir, juste croire... "Seule la foi est pont", foi qui vient de l'intérieur et met en chemin...</span></span></span></span></span>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-44896084788984962352008-12-06T14:15:00.009+01:002009-02-17T07:50:33.150+01:00L'immense et L'intime<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJAnczuGTa3VssIq2y2sEXL7_-JMPhdGxxQ5jM-BgFAGybWdAAY6oWKWXo7ycfJGqSDjhoo3wtbgJhASlVXTVHjVIjxzuJJRNXWSyLwDrSzS_clIW5TocJfBK3osk-UFBnocVqnmZOxk/s1600-h/l'immense.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJAnczuGTa3VssIq2y2sEXL7_-JMPhdGxxQ5jM-BgFAGybWdAAY6oWKWXo7ycfJGqSDjhoo3wtbgJhASlVXTVHjVIjxzuJJRNXWSyLwDrSzS_clIW5TocJfBK3osk-UFBnocVqnmZOxk/s200/l'immense.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276668622822222002" /></a><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:medium;">Pour ceux qui en doutaient encore, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:medium;">RIEN ne se perd dans l'Univers.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">TOUT voyage.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">TOUT se transforme.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">Actes, paroles, pensées... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">Avant de nous revenir AMPLIFIE !</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">Cette phrase de <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Jean-Yves Leloup</span></span> pour nous le rappeler :</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"Pour voir, ouvre les yeux. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Il suffit d'une pensée pour que tu deviennes aveugle."</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">Tirée de l'ouvrage<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> "L'immense et l'intime"</span></span></span>, les paroles du philosophe théologien sont illustrées par les photos inspirées de <span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">J</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">acques Polony</span></span></span></span> et calligraphiées par <span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Kitty Sabatier</span></span></span></span>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">C'est un pur régal, un ouvrage d'une très haute qualité vibratoire.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">A vous offrir à ou à offrir si vous êtes amateur de beauté pure.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">A chacun et chacune, je souhaite de tout cœur un moment puissant de lecture reliée.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Pour commander le livre, cliquez sur le titre de cet article !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;"> </span></div></div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-28477349093919231072008-12-03T21:27:00.012+01:002008-12-04T22:49:58.197+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"C'est ça l'incarnation : un petit caillou dans la chaussure de l'âme".</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Mmmmm, comme j'aime ces phrases qui tombent tout droit du Ciel. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Aujourd'hui, c'est la vibration de Joie pure d'Isabelle qui m'a inspirée et longtemps nous avons savouré ces petites perles de sens.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je jubile ces temps-ci et mon besoin de contribution est comblé.</span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Accompagner les Vivants", c'est bien ce qui m'occupe et m'enchante en cette fin d'année.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Et je poursuis sans relâche mon numéro de funambule parce que chaque jour m'apporte sa moisson de confirmations.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je ne m'enliserai pas à l'ornière des résultats, ainsi que le recommande René Char, mais j'ai tant à cœur de témoigner de la perméabilité des mondes visible et invisible.</span></span></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhNo3KDG41Z8HJ_zk1dt56eTk24EajrbaMZvvW2WyO9zzsLqT_laqlsVG9hEdM5EQXKiGC9mpAarahrx9xBLg0vnY1zW5kxWLE1mwh1qAgIPaP49_l_ZTj9FVCMbPuvykilUbo1P4yEA/s200/Corinne.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276052327168864066" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ça y est, mes intuitions de petite fille ont enfin trouvé l'écho salvateur. Celui qui conforte et réconforte. Et je retrouve dans mon regard de femme mûre et la manière dont il se pose sur cette réalité dont je m'entoure, la même faculté d'émerveillement, la même curiosité, le même enthousiasme contagieux. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je peux dire "J'apprécie le temps qui passe". Oui, je le trouve précieux parce qu'il affine mes sens, aiguise mon intuition.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Je prends de l'âge et je deviens... sage. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Qui l'eut cru ?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "><br /></span></div><div><br /></div></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-78886848768828626202008-11-25T07:50:00.009+01:002008-11-25T08:28:36.324+01:00"L'amour pianissimo"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BMyGzunuE61CFonsUR9sFNRKuey0JnBB3JLoPsJ5EuqM3oN1SOMzQrhHWAI1RRJLDSRpWLma1i-VaHba-2latT-E-hgnOgBXHmFMqSvcP_rywIM0flO1vDArBjKTuqKd-f0hGRKArWI/s1600-h/safe_image.php.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BMyGzunuE61CFonsUR9sFNRKuey0JnBB3JLoPsJ5EuqM3oN1SOMzQrhHWAI1RRJLDSRpWLma1i-VaHba-2latT-E-hgnOgBXHmFMqSvcP_rywIM0flO1vDArBjKTuqKd-f0hGRKArWI/s200/safe_image.php.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272490460038566386" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Stéphane Stas sort un nouveau CD de chanson française, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">"L'amour pianissimo". </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Voix de l'homme sur la voie de l'âme... Sobriété de l'accompagnement au piano.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">En toute simplicité, en toute humilité, il met en mots son cheminement d'homme amoureux avec ses détours, ses impasses, ses gratifications. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">La justesse et l'authenticité de ses propos entre en résonance avec l'amoureux en nous... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C'est délicieux...<br />Ceux qui ont "travaillé" avec moi connaissent "</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sine Nomine Cantus I</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">" dans lequel son incroyable voix de contralto nous élève jusqu'à notre Réalité la plus haute. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ce CD est sorti il y a onze ans. Trop tôt à mon sens pour nos consciences anesthésiées.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sine Nomine Cantus</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> est inclassable et n'entre dans aucune catégorie.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C'est précisément ce qui en fait une œuvre inspirée, unique et absolument originale, un puissant support d'introspection et de méditation.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Lors de son concert-vernissage, samedi, Stéphane Stas partageait à son public les aléas de la promotion quand on ne sort pas l'artillerie lourde des grosses maisons de production.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Pour lui, comme pour tant d'autres, les copies de CD sont terriblement préjudiciables.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">L'action juste est bien d'acheter ou d'offrir ses albums. Et, ainsi, de le soutenir dans sa créativité.<br />Les CD de Stéphane Stas sont disponibles via son site web, accessible en cliquant sur le titre de cet article !</span></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-34329233463685155542008-11-19T09:28:00.009+01:002009-11-14T20:06:59.727+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOZZkA8PAQbNZ9ljKWvZcDJIv_qYAa-GSU_RpfDhTdNugxmp-o3hwHk3eOxUXkFfs_RpalXHb1PqOM71dwwzLzT1LzY3KErVm2FazeGcQD7Ep7bVvfyR31aN85ysJWu9HFmsPsekrpYMw/s1600-h/DSC03258_3_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOZZkA8PAQbNZ9ljKWvZcDJIv_qYAa-GSU_RpfDhTdNugxmp-o3hwHk3eOxUXkFfs_RpalXHb1PqOM71dwwzLzT1LzY3KErVm2FazeGcQD7Ep7bVvfyR31aN85ysJWu9HFmsPsekrpYMw/s200/DSC03258_3_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270287701653365730" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Ayez toujours le désir d’ajouter quelque chose de plus à votre existence, quelque chose de plus lumineux, de plus chaleureux. Par la pensée vous pouvez même communiquer aux objets inanimés des vibrations subtiles, qui stimuleront bénéfiquement tous ceux qui passeront auprès d’eux, à commencer par vous."</span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Ces mots de Omraam Mikhaël Aïvanhov m'ont accueillie ce matin. Comme pour me confirmer la justesse de ce que je ressens au sortir de mon séminaire de la semaine passée avec Christian Beyer<br /><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">http://www.dentsvivantes.net/</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"> </span></span></span></span></span></div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); line-height: 18px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;" >Comme pour me confirmer la justesse de mon intuition quand j'ai accueilli le Remodelage Vibratoire.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">Et comme ce que l'</span>on sème en conscience, actes, paroles ou pensées, vous revient amplifié - comme tout ce que l'on sème sans conscience d'ailleurs !- voici ce qu'à mon tour j'ai le désir de vous partager : c<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia;font-size:16;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">e que Isabelle Alexandrine Bourgeois </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">http://www.planetpositive.org/v3/</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"> a écrit à propos du soin que je donne. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Les soins quantiques de Corinne d’Anastasi </span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br />S’étendre sur la table de massage de Corinne d’Anastasi, c’est pousser une porte vers l’indicible. C’est s’offrir un long voyage de l’autre côté du réel où les peurs, les conditionnements et les croyances sont chassées comme de petits papillons nuisibles au filet de l’amour inconditionnel. Dans cette quête de libération, nous ne sommes pas seuls. Délicatement invités par la thérapeute, il y a la sagesse des minéraux qui agit sur notre corps vibratoire, là où les lézardes émotionnelles ne feraient que continuer à s’agrandir si nous ne faisions pas le choix de vouloir les colmater. Puis l’esprit de la musique démêle en douceur, comme avec un peigne d’or, les nœuds de l’aura, emmêlés par le fourbi de mécanismes destructeurs. Il y a aussi les parfums des huiles essentielles qui nous enveloppent, nous réconfortent et nous donnent la sensation de se blottir sous l’aile d’un ange. Il y a la voix de Corinne d’Anastasi qui, avec une douceur extrême, fait sauter un à un les verrous de notre conscience par des invocations prononcées comme des offrandes et dont le pouvoir terrasse le Cerbère à l’entrée de notre prison intérieure. Il y a la tendresse de son massage et de l’accompagnement de ses mains dans lequel le temps n’existe plus tant l’on s’oublie dans la saveur du toucher. Dans notre remontée dans le passé, il y a nos larmes de souffrances qu’elle récolte soigneusement, une à une, comme les jeunes bourgeons du théier pendant la cueillette. Et ce sont les yeux fermés que nous pouvons deviner le ballet des êtres de lumière autour de nous, assistants éthérés au service de notre Vérité, habilement orchestrés par cette magicienne blanche qui fait de nos démons intérieurs d’innocentes colombes. Le soin quantique de Corinne d’Anastasi est tellement plus qu’un soin… C’est un "train-fantôme" sur le thème de la félicité et de tous les possibles, un circuit parsemé de surprises destinées à surprendre le « voyageur » de l’âme, avec ses effets lumineux, sonores, ses accélérations dans un autre état de conscience, ses bouffées de joie et de chagrin libéré. On sort de ce voyage non pas glacé de terreur mais bel et bien réconcilié avec soi-même . </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Car c’est dans l’invisible, au niveau de la trame de nos vibrations et de nos énergies qu’elle tisse le retour à l’harmonisation au sein de soi et, du même coup, de nos proches et du monde entier. L’homme est pour l’univers ce qu’une cellule est pour notre corps : dès qu’il y a guérison de l’infiniment petit, c’est l’infiniment grand qui respire et jubile.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Isabelle Alexandrine Bourgeois</span><br /></div></span></span></span></span></span></span>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069559697112433547.post-63119836934634078982008-11-01T13:03:00.004+01:002008-11-01T13:21:34.515+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqDBpxeydHSKAhZ2jOaK4CAiLOxxBMKFyw_kRrRQbyLSwQzfmOT2K3HHzMJDfv66x1jFkA14uIc4FDb9T3xd-ta_vYSKZjBdsyYw2uGBj1RM7Xdhmr_4ugqWA3en658rFA5g_shxY76k/s1600-h/14.06.07+039.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqDBpxeydHSKAhZ2jOaK4CAiLOxxBMKFyw_kRrRQbyLSwQzfmOT2K3HHzMJDfv66x1jFkA14uIc4FDb9T3xd-ta_vYSKZjBdsyYw2uGBj1RM7Xdhmr_4ugqWA3en658rFA5g_shxY76k/s200/14.06.07+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263662421105665058" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Il faut oser se perdre dans ce que l'on regarde"</span></span>, dit Graf Durckheim.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Cette fois, c'est Olga qui m'offre cette citation.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">J'apprécie beaucoup les messages que vous m'adressez.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); line-height: 14px;">J'aime que vous laissiez vos empreintes sur les murs de ma grotte.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Je vous lis, vous relis, et cela me relie...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Je lis entre les lignes, au-delà de vos points de suspension.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Et de me perdre dans ce que je lis de ce que vous m'écrivez !</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Vous me suivez ?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Oui, c'est cela, perdons-nous dans ce que nous regardons.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Perdons la trace de nos personnalités, de ce qui, en nous, juge, compare, évalue, soupèse.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Osons cette perte-là car nous avons beaucoup à y gagner.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Et oui, il faut s'être perdu pour se trouver.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Choisir la liberté plutôt que la sécurité.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Perdre la vue pour gagner la vision...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Et regarder avec les yeux de cœur.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Osez... Osons...</span></span></div>Corinne D'Anastasihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11568366760999542826noreply@blogger.com0