I consider myself to be well balanced. I like this word, as in french, libra -my astrological sign- translate in “balance”. I do not believe in astrologic, but still like this coincidence. I’m not talking about being mentally balanced (hope I am!) but elemental balance. I’m feeling as strongly linked with water and fire, with air and earth. I like free diving as I like fire breathing. I like flying a kite as I like seating in the dust in the middle of the desert. I like being happy, wherever I am. <\/p>\n
I was talking with Mara about Crater Lake, in Oregon. Probably one of the place I’ve find myself the most in peace. Air is absolutely transparent in perfect purity. As is the water of the lake. The rim cliffs, forming the caldera, embrace everything is a strong and unbreakable hug. The volcano’s fire calm down, a long time ago. But you can still feel it, everywhere around you. Is the creative fire, at the beginning of this perfect place. You can’t ignore it. I haven’t been to so many place where or the element mixes in such a perfect harmony. And that in those kind of place I feel in perfect harmony with my surrounding. In those kind of place that I can feel so strongly my own balance. <\/p>\n
I slept in the back of the truck, with a amazing view on the sky. I heard a few times that Kakadu was one of the best place to look to a starry night. The park is not so far from here, and I guess we can enjoy the same awesome view. I’ve never seen so many starts before. Even the milky way is so intense that you can almost believe it’s a could in the sky. I didn’t really sleep during the night. I was just so happy\u2026 I still trust life, and she’s still giving back. I’m not asking anything else. Almost\u2026 <\/p>\n
I wake up a little bit before sunrise. Took my camera, my flute and my didgeridoo. The water, the vapor twirling, the sandy ground and the trees around, the warmth, coming straight from the heart of the earth. I find my balance again. I find an other place where I’m in perfect harmony with my surrounding. The slowly howling of the didgeridoo just fits perfectly with the twirling of hot vapor. <\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Je me revendique comme une personne extr\u00eamement \u00e9quilibr\u00e9e. Pour \u00e7a, j’aime bien utiliser le terme anglais \u00ab balanced \u00bb qui, m\u00eame si je ne crois toujours pas en l’astrologie, convient tr\u00e8s bien \u00e0 la balance que je suis. Je ne parle pas d’un \u00e9quilibre mental (que je pense quand m\u00eame avoir !) mais d’un \u00e9quilibre \u00e9l\u00e9mentaire. Je me sens autant en lien avec l’eau qu’avec le feu, avec l’air qu’avec la terre. J’aime faire de l’apn\u00e9e et cracher du feu. J’aime faire voler un cerf volant et m’asseoir dans la poussi\u00e8re au milieu du d\u00e9sert. J’aime \u00eatre heureux, peu importe l’endroit o\u00f9 je me trouve. <\/p>\n
Je parlais avec Mara de Crater Lake, dans l’Oregon. Sans doute l’un des endroits o\u00f9 je me suis trouv\u00e9 le plus en paix avec moi m\u00eame. L’air est absolument transparent. D’une puret\u00e9 parfaite. Tout comme l’eau du lac. Les lignes de cr\u00eates d\u00e9chiquet\u00e9es des montagnes, et les falaises qui forment le crat\u00e8re englobe le tout, dans un \u00e9crin qui semble indestructible. Le feu du volcan s’est apais\u00e9 il y a longtemps de cela. Mais on le sent toujours, tout autour de nous. Il est le feu cr\u00e9ateur, \u00e0 l’origine de cet endroit parfait. On ne peut l’ignorer. Je n’ai pas rencontr\u00e9 beaucoup de lieu o\u00f9 tout les \u00e9l\u00e9ments se rencontrent avec une telle harmonie. Ce sont dans les endroits comme \u00e7a que je me sens en compl\u00e8te communion avec ce qui m’entoure. Que je red\u00e9couvre mon propre \u00e9quilibre int\u00e9rieur. <\/p>\n
J’ai dormi \u00e0 l’arri\u00e8re du camion, avec une vue imprenable sur le ciel. J’avais entendu dire depuis longtemps que Kakadu \u00e9tait l’un des plus beaux endroits pour observer le ciel. Je ne suis qu’\u00e0 quelques centaines de kilom\u00e8tres du parc. Je pense profiter du m\u00eame ciel parfait. Jamais je n’ai vu autant d’\u00e9toiles. La voie lact\u00e9e est tellement pr\u00e9sente que l’on pense voir un nuage au milieu du ciel. Je n’ai pas vraiment dormi de la nuit. J’\u00e9tais juste heureux, et bien. Je continue de faire confiance en la vie, elle continue \u00e0 me le rendre. Je ne demande rien de plus. Ou presque\u2026 <\/p>\n
Je me suis lev\u00e9 un peu avant le soleil. Mes parents vont bient\u00f4t devoir demander un exorcisme je crois. J’ai attrap\u00e9 mon appareil photo, ma fl\u00fbte, et mon didg\u00e9ridoo. L’eau, les volutes de vapeur, le sol sableux et les arbres tout autour, la chaleur du ventre de la terre. J’ai retrouv\u00e9 mon \u00e9quilibre. J’ai trouv\u00e9 un autre endroit o\u00f9 je suis bien. O\u00f9 l’harmonie des \u00e9l\u00e9ments me permet de me dissiper doucement dans tout ce qui m’entoure. Le lent bourdonnement du didg\u00e9ridoo s’est mari\u00e9 \u00e0 merveille avec les volutes d’eau chaude. <\/p>\nngg_shortcode_0_placeholder\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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