Baby Water Massage – Acquaterapia

An amazing way to welcome our new generation found on http://davidkanigan.com/2014/11/09/sunday-morning-life/
you can fall asleep… it is so deeply relaxing to watch, we can understand the bliss on this baby’s face 🙂

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Published on Mar 2, 2013
Music
“Moon” by Kokin Gumi (Google Play • iTunes)
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Howto & Style
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Our visit to an organic farm

Pure & organic view 🙂
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We have achieved one of our many dreams… visit an organic farm & it was sheer bliss!
The welcome was as genuine as its surroundings.
We got a sneak at paradise 🙂
It was very hard to select the photos but I think (and hope you do too!) I’ve managed
to choose the ones that speak of the precious gifts we have been given on planet earth.
P.S
A few small precisions…
There are fifty cows, two donkeys, twelve thousand chickens producing nine thousand organic eggs per day & are free to roam to their delight, around five hectares.

The essence of living!
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Cow paradise 🙂
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Nature’s Finesse
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A restful niche
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A hatch (left) to roam out
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…and about in five Hectares!
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and more…
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Our friendly host showing us chicken food
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All organic grains…
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Which produces organic eggs
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Long walks…
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and sports 🙂
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The gate to…
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Blessedness!
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and more…
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Sublunary’s gifts
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And to top it all…this!!
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That one chance we have at living… (climbing the stairs of our life)

Climbing my way up…
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I always thought my happiness was dependent on a disciplined life and misery on a chaotic food plan.

I believed my behavior was the culprit of my inner-hell.

But a few weeks of frantic bingeing triggered off by some stone in the way of my life made me realize that yes, a clean organic measured food plan contributes to a clear mind, a certain level of stability, an awareness and ability of absorbing the NOW fully but it is not responsible for life and the realities surrounding it.
It does not answer for your reactions towards it and it is surely not the coordinator of your inner.

The inner is your sacred place, you are the only one owning it, it is the birthplace of bliss that you will help grow, the stillness that you will lovingly water and observe carefully as each leaf appears, each twig added, it is you that makes it happen, it is where it all begins…

As you nourish it, its heartbeat will get stronger, it will take all the place, pulsate and vibrate, let itself be cradled in the niche of your soul.

An amazing blogger http://soberidentity.com/ told me not too long ago “that whatever I do toward my food does not change my true self” which I understood to be my soul.

Its health is dependent on my choices, true (whether I nourish that bliss and stillness or not) but it will never change size 😉 nor betray me in any other way. It is intact, unblemished and most importantly it is and will always be what defines me.

True peace and happiness is WITHIN independent of exterior consequences. One can be a total living misery with complete abstinence. Mind-torture is a frame, a free lodger, a habit gone wrong, it is especially badly-wired energy. Our choices are to direct it.

The way is not simple but it is easy as long as we are determined to make a difference in this ONE chance we have at LIVING.

Nature’s gems

A gem found in the rain
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I bequeath myself to the storms,
To the rain I love, falling gently
Or brutally unto the Oceans marking
Their way, digging tears into the
Grain of shores… bringing out the
Gems of yonder, tempting them out
Of their daily modicum of privacy
And fashioning as a jest, a grand
Exit by beaming scintillae betwixt
Feral clouds thereupon supplanting
Yestereve’s majestic sunset.

Jewel of yonder
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The grain of shores
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Rumbling clouds
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Desolate & exquisite
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Running home!
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Steel seagull
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Looking for cover
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A memorable day in Relaxing sea wave sounds #2

This time I managed this video on my own about 95 %! It’s the sea as it was today, windy, cloudy and sunny. I hope you like the music choice. It’s less shaky this time round but I still could use a tripod (it’s on my list).
Enjoy it and let me know if you have any suggestions for further improvement… there’s always room for that!
Thanks to all for your constant support, it’s thoroughly appreciated 🙂

Published on Aug 25, 2013
This is my second video on You tube. I’ve tried to make some improvements and hope you’ll enjoy the relaxing sounds of the waves accompanied by music. Positive feedback is always welcome!
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A memorable day in Sounds of Nature – Waterfall #1 (my first Youtube video ever!)

A memorable day in Sounds of Nature – Waterfall # 1

Published on Aug 18, 2013
I’m proud to present to you my first video on Youtube. I hope you like it. POSITIVE feedback is always welcome. Enjoy!

I can’t believe it…I have finally published my first video on nature in You tube. Let’s be honest, I would’ve never managed it on my own. My very dear ones told me how it’s done 🙂
It is not yet thee perfect version (those two side bars are there because I held my camera the wrong way!) but I’m very happy with the result. The music comes from one of my favorites… Enya, which is soothing and a good counterbalance to the strong powerful cascading stream.
Water and its sounds have always fascinated me in the sense that it has such a soothing influence on the human behavior.
I hope you like and enjoy those short 6 minutes. Let me know what you think of it.

P.s I had to change the music as it was copyright and as a result we can’t hear the sounds of the waterfall which is very disappointing but there’s not much to be done besides being careful next time!
I had the same problem with photos in the beginnings of my blog and somehow I did not connect it this time to music, hence my mistake. I’ll have to find out how to download music the right way 🙂

The betrothal of man & nature 16.7.2013

an eternal blend
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The betrothal of man & nature
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I do not pretend to tame or conquer
Heights or skies
All I want is your revered beauty
Accompanying
My Odyssey so I can watch your
Marvels with
The Deference merited.

Sit in your silence or accept your
Fury crashing
Against the rocks, fire spitting off
The lips of
Earth, flashes gleaming through
The darkened
Wrathful clouds.

I would like to see the highest waterfalls
Offer itself
To its nucleus… sands sweep the
Evanescent dunes,
The waters shimmering…under the sun,
Froth Vanishing
On white, pink or black sands.

I have heard the echoes of ages,
Smelled foliage
After storm, stones impregnated
With life…
Followed tracks
With no direction, vibrating in me
The familiar sounds…

Of sub silentio… have witnessed
Frost crystallizing
Over dormant villages & glazed lakes,
Inhaled shards of
Glass deep in December’s bewitchment,
But never
Have I retired into

Your arm folds, lulled by your
Differing Anthems
Been a corroborator to your
Grandeur.
I have dreamt you in my
Days & nights,
Attending as an habitué,

Breathing in me, life in its kernel,
Crooning
The promises of paradise…
On the wings
Of habit & proneness…
But until then,
I will wait for the betrothal

Of man & nature
In an eternal blend.

A Soul liberated… In its French original text written in 2007. Translated and adjusted 13th May 2013

having arrived home
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This poem was inspired by family feuds and has no political insinuation.

A soul liberated
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Fugitive of your house
Of your roots, from a
War of words, they
Lurk behind a facade
Waving the flag of
Innocence, of alleged
Love, insinuating disgust
By a hasty and confined
Interpretation of the
Forbidden apple as of
A soiled banner…
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A cease-fire harbored
By illusions built on
A house of cards collapsed
By the simple breath of
Intolerance and these
Weaknesses resurface,
Sainthood as a pretext,
Finished off by the Coup
De grâce, exploiting the
Vulnerability, threatening
Out of revenge, trampling
And soiling a patched past…
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These trials became your
Strength, have plowed the
Too embedded furrows
By apathy, by a life
Devoid of interest
Rising from the ashes
Of a suspended soul
The illusion of bliss,
Built by repetitive
Movements. You
Detected in the
Obscurity, the Manna
That fell upon you
The reason and rational
Motive of a highly
Guarded plan.
You have revealed
A light usually hidden.
Perceived and exposed
Divinity among
The storms of your

Tumultuous life.
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Une âme libéré
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Fugitif de ta maison
De tes raçines par une
Guerre de mots, ils se
Tapissent derrière une
Façade, brandissant le
Drapeau de l’innocence
D’amour prétendu
Insinuant le dégoût
Par une interpretation
Hative et borner de la
Pomme défendu comme
D’un étendard souiller…
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Un cessez-le-feu bercer
D’illusions bâtis en château
De cartes écroulé par le simple
Souffle de l’intolérance et,
Ressurgit ces faiblesses,
Sainteté comme prétexte
Achever par le coup de grâce
Exploitant la vulnérabilité,
Menaçant par vengeance
Piétinant et souillant
Un passé rapiécé…
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Ces épreuves, devenu ta force
Ont labouré les sillons, trop
Incruster par l’apathie, par
Une vie dénuée d’intérét
Renaissant des cendres,
D’une âme en sursis
L’illusion d’une félicité
Construit de mouvements
Répétitifs, tu as détecté
Dans l’obscurité, la Manne
Qui t’est tombé. La raison,
Le motif rationnel d’un plan
Hautement gardé. Tu t’est révélé
Une lumière habituellement
Cachée. Perçu et exposé la
Divinité parmi les tempêtes

De ta vie mouvementée

Good times, what a blessing! Nov. 2012 ( oa essay )

Good times…
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This essay was coming out of the low moments as a result of doing what I have most pleasure in doing. Writing and painting and sharing it on the blog. Music and photography will have to wait until I start feeling more comfortable with those .

Good times
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Does it occur to us that sometimes our writings have a tremendous amount of despair or self-abuse described?
Writing is for everyone liberating. It is the first thing that comes to our mind when hurt gnaws at us. At the end of the page we feel cleansed.
But could we focus for once on the times rays of rationality beam through? The days we tuck in fourteen hours of work, feel tired but so alive?
Get so absorbed in our task that we forget about food and eat solely for the physical energy. What a blessing, what a truce! So much easier than the fight.
What about the enthusiasm, the love and joy we spread around, the closeness to our cherished ones and the protective wings we encircle them with, the peace felt, by doing small and seemingly insignificant tasks that feel grand to us?
Small is sometimes big.
Is that not a far brighter subject?
The saying goes “without obscurity we would not see the light“
Appreciation comes from the lack of… Had we not gone without in the past, how could we know what is here now?

This essay is dedicated to all those in recovery. To a world of people who have the courage and audacity to face and work on their imperfections, which everyone has.

To them I bow and wish to give an apercu, a glimmer of what can be, with a bit of tenacity.

Be strong, do not bend to what you would call our darker moments yet, be flexible and undulate with the current, it will lead you to quiet sparkles, to serene bliss and undetected Nirvana.

Can we believe? I do.

That is the journey I took many years ago. Every year I believe I have found all the truth that exists and every year I am proved wrong. There is always some more…

There are many ways that lead to Rome. To a few, it will be wisdom, others, knowledge or experience, which is the best teacher of all, it will lead you to the light brought by comprehension… To that instant of clarity, the split second where it all fits…

The doors open and you walk in a state of…

Life is worth living for, the past trials were all worth it, for this inner-discovery. No loud trumpets, no explosive fireworks, just, THIS… NOW…

And that is all that matters.

Perfecting my posts with photos of ” A journey in the past present and future ” & ” An interlude “

I had promised this week to slow down on the blog but it seems as if I’m proving myself wrong 🙂 Apparently I’m in constant need of improving its quality by editing and adding photos relevant to the

writings, poems or recipes. The painting is at its final stages and I’m very happy with the outcome, but it looks like my fingers itch for the keyboard, are you familiar with that?

Let me know what you think with all the improvement, I already got quite a lot of feedback and I thank you

all sincerely for taking your time to like and comment.