S’envoler ou larguer les amarres :
Dans les deux cas rompre avec les lois
Qui nous attachent
Qui nous retiennent sur le quai…
Celui qui s’envole n’est plus le même,
Celui qui se quitte n’est plus le même.
“La rupture avec soi est le plus court chemin
pour aller à soi. “
The beloved shines like the sun,
The lover turns like an atom.
When the spring breeze of love blows
Any branch that is not dry starts dancing.
As long as the face of the sun shines,
The Sufi dances like the atom.
It is said that it is Satan who misled him:
This satan is subtle, and it is the life of the soul!
By your love I go with my head high
By your desire, I walk incessantly.
They say, “Around Him, you turn.”
Ignorant! I turn around myself.
Every bite that turns in my mouth
Is assimilated, its substance becomes life.
That is why the firmament, the sun and
That what is secret is manifested.
O day, arise, the atoms dance,
Souls, of joy, without head or feet dance,
The one for whom the firmament and the atmosphere dance,
In my ear, I will tell you where the dance leads.
The day that picture that delights the heart dances.
What can a soul do? While one hundred worlds dance,
With each melody played in the abode of the heart,
The poor wretched body also dances.
May your voice be tuned to the tune of our heart,
May she be, day and night, eloquent and joyful.
If your voice is weary, we too will be tired.
Let your voice be like the flute with sweet melodies.
Djalal Od Din Rumi
“The overall psyche, which includes all conscious-unconscious dynamics, develops through successive transformation attacks, metanoia, where the old form (caterpillar) after a strange period (cocoon) can – if the process Is completed – access to a new form (the butterfly).
The “psychic illness” is also part of the process because it generates an imbalance that will force the whole to “invent” a new equilibrium.
In everyday life, we are well aware of the crisis of adolescence, which normally leads the subject of the childhood state to the adult state. But this is not the only “crisis” of our lives. Freudian psychoanalysis has made the Oedipal passage famous. There are others. I return my reader to all the work of Pierre Solié, on this subject, with his two main books, “The Essential Woman” and “The Sacrifice”, where he retraces the path of psyche, with in childhood the three Stages of orality, anality and genitality, and then, following the reversal of the mid-life crisis, the three spiritual stages of Eros, Charitas and Agape.
At each passage (Pierre Solié describes seven of them), three forces oppose and combine to accomplish the crisis: the maternal, the force of conservation of the old, which resists (the Chtonian forces), the paternal, attractive force that pushes into the future (the ouraniennes forces) and the Self, who realizes the metanoia, by the conjunction of opposites, creating a new form that transcends the old and new, past and future, maternal and paternal.
Thus is accomplished: “Nothing is as before, and yet everything is as before.”
The Logic of the Self is paradoxical; Its itinerary is not linear but, breaking in rupture, generates the new forms of life. He is a creator. From metanoia to metanoia, the psyche is refined (the Hindus call it a subtle body), becomes more and more subtle, until it is accomplished in this “fine point of the soul”, spoken of by the Christian mystics of the North, and Teresa of Avila, a fine point capable of touching the divine from which she comes, and allowing herself to be touched by him.
Thus, having reached the threshold of the greatest, the subject stands; Having lit the lamp, he watches, for Jesus tells us, “You know not the day nor the hour”
And Lee Lozowick: “The only grace is to love God” “
The cutting edge of the soul
Photo de Ara Güler
“… qu’avons-nous à nous dire dans la vie, sinon bonjour, bonsoir, je t’aime et je suis là encore, pour un peu de temps vivante sur la même terre que toi. “
All the ritual of the confessional,
And the remedies of the pharmacy,
Are contained in “AUM”,
At the bottom of the heart.
Yesterday I played with my son the game of goose ” Colette Gardens “, created by Sabine (of Phytospiritualité ) and that I had not yet well explored. It is a symbolic and initiatory journey proposed from wonderful passages of the work of Colette, which are read and which are impregnated to each square of the game.
The box “9” remained in my heart:
The Key of Eden:
“House and garden still live, I know, but that matter, if the magic has left them, so the secret is lost that opened -light, smells, harmony of trees and birds, murmur of human voices that has already suspended death – a world I have ceased to be worthy? ”
The house of Claudine
“Like child Colette, try to find the magical consciousness of the little child who does not feel separated from the world.For that, close your eyes and think of a place of your childhood that amazed you.
Let the atmosphere of this place return to you.
Feel in you the desire to find the “secret”, the key that reopens this childish consciousn.