Bye bye 2012....

On beauty

Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?

(...)

All these things have you said of beauty,
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart inflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.

Kahlil Gibran

Solstice

Atelier danse africaine, centre Nyama, Mars 2012

A sigh...

A shoot

A bloom 

An embryo

A bud

A spark

A whiff

A breath

Running, gushing, overflowing...

Relentless

Uncompromising

Inflexible

Unyielding

Unconstrained

 Exalted

Awesome

Absence

Disparition

Manque

Occultation

Éclipse

Privation

Dénuement 

Amnésie

Return to the Source

By the lake in December

Anger

      Fire Spirit

 When you feel anger

 Instead of trying to eliminate it like a  poison

Feel its power resonate through your body

Let it run throughout you 

Let it heal you

 Anger can be your guardian

When you are on the edge

Of losing yourself 

It dares to say stop

It dares to say no

It dares to be true 

  

Ressentir

 

 Le masque et le visage, lecture dansée, Août 2011

                Du plus lourd au plus subtil

                Du plus douloureux au plus merveilleux

               A travers chaque cellule de nos multiples corps   
 

                    Sentir

                              Percevoir 

                                              Éprouver

                                                             Palper

                                                                        Respirer

             Guerrière à la conquête de toi-même
             Redécouvre le plaisir de marcher pieds nus

             Retrouve la joie de l'air qui caresse ta peau 

                  
             Explorer

                             Frissonner

                                            S'embraser       

                                                             Palpiter                                                                          Surmonter 

             Le corps physique a la capacité 

             D'intégrer tous les frissons tous les maux 

             Tous les tumultes tous les feux

             De les absorber de les transformer de les guérir

          
           Laisse-toi guider par la sagesse de tes instincts

           Retrouve ta nature première et sauvage

           Extériorise ce que tu ne peux garder 

           Cours et hurle avec les loups