My SKIN my COCOON have found a home
Wherever you are
That is where you be
I feel grateful
If you felt your life with both hands, you are now ready for the Bloomfelt adventure...
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
South Island,N.Z14 Mai 2013
The love of one's country is a natural thing. But why should love stop at the border?
Pablo Casals
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Travel,10 mai2013
Aotearoa,
Traveling south
Land of the long white clouds
The purpose of art is the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity.
Glenn Gould, pianist
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Tarinaki,N.Z ,5 Mai,2013
Driftwood
Me here and now ,on the shore of Tarinaki.
"Sometimes when I think of life,I feel like a piece of driftwood washed up on the shore."
Haruki Murakami
Me here and now ,on the shore of Tarinaki.
"Sometimes when I think of life,I feel like a piece of driftwood washed up on the shore."
Haruki Murakami
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Leaving ,arriving,Porirua New. Zealand ,27 April 2013
l' exigence du lointain
porte le cadeau de la perspective
pour ceux qui partent pour ceux qui restent
temps de pause et de veille au jardin
c'est à genoux qu'on cultive la terre
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Time,New Zealand ,Whanganui , April 25 ,2013
Time is like a river
We wash our bones like stones
Time is like a river
We wash our bones like stones
Time is not the answer
Time is not the quest
Time is where we journey
While we learn to rest.
Julia Cameron
We wash our bones like stones
Time is like a river
We wash our bones like stones
Time is not the answer
Time is not the quest
Time is where we journey
While we learn to rest.
Julia Cameron
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
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