What's in it for you?

Dragonfly

The power of Dragonfly lies in its ability to see around things by looking from different angles. Using its ability to transform colors and lights by reflecting and refracting them, Dragonfly shows us that life, like light, can bend, shift, and adapt in various ways, making life's appearance never be what it appears to be. Dragonfly's magic shows us to see through life's illusions and find our true vision. It calls us to transform within our lives and reminds us to feel deeply so we will have the compassion necessary to help ourselves and others.
photo by Marie-Andrée Blais

Rusted from the Rain - Billy Talent

Stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
There's nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame
Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the rain

Dissect me till my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'm nothing but a tin man, don't feel any pain
I don't feel any pain,
I don't feel any pain,
I'm rusted from the rain
Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
C'mon...Strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the king of cowards you're the queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the rain
You hung me like a picture, now I'm just a frame
I used to be your lap dog, now I'm just a stray
Shackled in a graveyard, left here to decay,
Left here to decay, left here to decay,
I'm rusted from the rain
Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
C'mon...Strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the king of cowards you're the queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the Rain
Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
C'mon...Strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the king of cowards you're the queen of pain I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the rain

Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
C'mon...Strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the king of cowards you're the queen of pain I'm rusted from the rain,
I'm rusted from the rain, oh the sun will shine again,
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain,
Oh the sun will shine again, I'm rusted from the rain

Ode to Joy - Beethoven

Thanks Eric!

Michael Jackson

1958 - 2009
Merci

Chaos

Change always comes after chaos.

I'm yours - Jason Mraz

Very simply, the more that you accept
responsibility for, the more power you have.

Doesn't that rock?
Love,

The Universe

Easy

It's supposed to be easy.
Everything is supposed to be easy.
Everything is easy.
You live in a dream world.
You're surrounded by illusions.
And the illusions change when you change your thinking!
Tell yourself it's easy.
Tell yourself often.
Make it a mantra.
Eat, sleep, and breathe it.
And your life shall be transformed.

It's supposed to be easy,

The Universe

http://www.tut.com/

p.s. Things are changing already, huh?

Fairy Tale

A fairy tale is a fictional story that may feature folkloric characters such as fairies, goblins, elves, trolls, giants, and talking animals, and usually enchantments, often involving a far-fetched sequence of events. In modern-day parlance, the term is also used to describe something blessed with princesses, as in "fairy tale ending" (a happy ending) or "fairy tale romance", though not all fairy tales end happily. Colloquially, a "fairy tale" or "fairy story" can also mean any far-fetched story. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairy_tale

Ways of Seeing

Despite the fact that it was first published in 1972, this essential book on the psychological and social implications of visual imagery, is just as relevant now as it was then. Over six essays, Berger encourages the reader to see the world with new eyes to allow greater understanding of the images around them. He shows how the viewer can go beyond the surface of paintings, photographs and other images to see how even the tiniest details are part of the overall reading and perception of that image. (Kirkus UK) --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

"Seeing comes before words. The child looks and recognizes before it can speak.""But there is also another sense in which seeing comes before words. It is seeing which establishes our place in the surrounding world; we explain that world with words, but word can never undo the fact that we are surrounded by it. The relation between what we see and what we know is never settled."John Berger's "Ways of Seeing" is one of the most stimulating and the most influential books on art in any language. First published in 1972, it was based on the BBC television series about which the "London Sunday Times" critic commented: "This is an eye-opener in more ways than one: by concentrating on how we look at paintings ...he will almost certainly change the way you look at pictures." By now he has.

The proverbial "tree in the forest"

"On cold days a man can see his breath, on a hot day he can't. On both occasions, the man breathes." - White Teeth, Zadie Smith

This quote struck me as particularly intriguing. In the context of the book, they are referring to Allah, Jesus, Buddha, a higher being. However, I find it particulary interesting when placed next to the proverbial "tree in the forest". If a tree falls in a lonely forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Is sound only a sound if someone hears it? Apart from the books original higher-being reference, it is an intriguing thought. Do our actions always have an effect, regardless of whether they immediately touch, or are seen, perceived by anyone else? In cases of unseen acts, does it circle back around to karma?

In the sense of the books meaning, it is basically stating that regardless of whether you are witnessed directly, your actions are observerd by a higher being and will come upon you at judgement day. Can we apply this thought separate from the reference to God or other higher beings? Will all of our actions act as a drop in the ocean, eventually creating a wave, eventually creating a tidal wave, eventually creating a tsunami? Do we assume that things we do (obviously aside from mundane, daily tasks) can go unnoticed? Are we but a drop in the ocean? And if we are, wouldn't the ocean be less without that drop?

Although we can't see our breath on a hot day, it is still there keeping us alive. Perhaps things that are not tangible, not physically visible, still have an enormous affect on the world, a lasting consequence - good or bad, maintain the flow of life. Perhaps we are not just a tiny drop in the ocean but a piece of a greater web, a web that keeps things in balance, in check. When a tree falls in a forest, regardless of whether it makes a sound (perception) or the sound is heard, it has a greater affect on the landscape, the wildlife, everything from the insects to the air we breath. Maybe it isn't the breath, or the falling of the tree but the ripple that that produces...

http://lzwanders.blogspot.com/2008/01/proverbial-tree-in-forest.html

Looking at the ceiling

Looking at the ceiling
A ceiling

But which ceiling?

The illusion of a ceiling

There is no roof

There is no house

There is no fence

There is no leather nor rock

My heart is naked

My heart is shy

My heart is pink

My heart is a kid

So, jumping

Closed eyes

No parachute

Jumping

When we like

Jumping

When we are

Jumping

When we lose our references

Jumping is scary

Please, Please,

Bring fences around me

Put ceilings around me

Put a coat on my heart

Make-up on my face

Lies to mask it

Cause

I am

Affraid of looking in

Looking out

Locking out

Locking in

Affraid of loosing it

Getting it

Affraid of being it

Being

Being

Affraid of liking you

Liking

Affraid of love

Loving

Loving myself,

In you...

Et pourtant - Charles Aznavour

Un beau matin je sais que je m'éveillerai
Différemment de tous les autres jours
Et mon coeur délivré enfin de notre amour
Et pourtant, et pourtant
Sans un remords, sans un regret je partirai
Droit devant moi sans espoir de retour
Loin des yeux loin du coeur j'oublierai
pour toujours
Et ton coeur et tes bras
Et ta voix
Mon amour
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant
J'arracherai sans une larme, sans un cri
Les liens secrets qui déchirent ma peau
Me libérant de toi pour trouver le repos
Et pourtant, et pourtant
Je marcherai vers d'autres cieux,
d'autres pays
En oubliant ta cruelle froideur
Les mains pleines d'amour j'offrirai
au bonheur
Et les jour et les nuits
Et la vie
De mon coeur
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant
Il faudra bien que je retrouve ma raison
Mon insouciance et mes élans de joie
Que je parte à jamais pour échapper à toi
Et pourtant

Dans d'autres bras quand j'oublirai
jusqu'à ton nom
Quand je pourrai repenser l'avenir
Tu deviendras pour moi qu'un
lointain souvenir
Quand mon mal et ma peur
Et mes pleurs
Vont finir
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Et pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi
Pourtant, pourtant, je n'aime que toi...

goodnight jason

goodnight jason

The Hanged Man

letting go
having an emotional release

accepting what is

surrendering to experience

ending the struggle

being vulnerable and open

giving up control

accepting God's will

reversing
turning the world around

changing your mind

overturning old priorities

seeing from a new angle

upending the old order

doing an about-face

"Ne résiste pas la mort d'une partie de toi."

Iphigénie

Douceur

entre dans ma vie

Douceur

tempère ma vie

Douceur

balance ma vie

Comme Artémis,

j'ai besoin d'Iphigénie

Douceur

je suis complète...

Aligned

Aligned with my Life's purpose
Can be scary
But it is beautiful!

Bring me to the moon

When the sun is only outside

The flowers do not wait for you

The birds sing without you

The lovers do not see you

The stranger doesn't call you

The plane pass by

The wind blows alone

It is cloudy inside today

Bring me to the moon.

Then...

Your shinny eyes
Your spunky hair

Your contagious laugh

Your artsy nature

The way you look at me

The way you let me be

You flew me to the moon...

Thank you

Fly me to the Moon - Frank Sinatra

Fanny

Photo: Sébastien Lavallée

Dispassion

(n.) Freedom from passion; an undisturbed state; or bias; calm; impartial; apathy.

The attainment of that state of consciousness where balance is seen, and neither pleasure or pain dominate. Through dispassion, the emotional nature is rendered immune from the appeal of the senses and desire fails to deter the soul from its rightful task. Dispassion frees one from bias and allows one a calm, impartial attitude.

You Get What You Give - New Radicals

Kabbalah on LOVE

by Yehuda Berg

This attractive little book has a simple yet profound message: Love is not something you learn or acquire but is an essence within, waiting to be revealed. The incredibly powerful force that is love can only be activated by sharing and serving unconditionally. The book draws the distinction between love and need, which is a selfish product of ego, and reminds us that we cannot love someone else until we figure out how to love ourselves and connect with the love within.

Parrot

Parrot brings you messages about the power of the sun, and the healing energy of color therapy. If you're attracted to the parrot, you feel energized and motivated on bright, sunny days, and grey/rainy/overcast days drag you down if they linger too long. You are also sensitive to color: tones, hues, harmony, blends and the moods that can be created with the use of color. You probably have a touch of bright color on your clothing or in your hair no matter what you may be wearing. You may be intrigued with interior decorating, fashion design, costuming, special effects and lighting, the visual arts, and all those magical endeavors which rely upon the creative use of light and color.

Parrot also has the unique ability of understanding and communicating with both the animal world and the human world. You have been given the gift of language — both spoken and written — and fully understand the power of words. Parrot people are the master communicators. Here we find actors, politicians, ambassadors, orators, great writers, and even advertising and marketing experts. Chances are that clever commercial that keeps running in your head was designed by a "parrot" person.

If you carry parrot medicine, always be mindful that you have the power of words that can influence others with a lasting impact. Combine those words with the effective use of color, and your message will not be forgotten. Take care to choose those words carefully so that they are supportive, encouraging and positive. To use your gifts in a negative way can have a devastating and destructive effect. Speak with careful thought. Your words are a reflection of your inner spirit.

Surpassement

Enseigner/Coacher/Traduire

Je suis une prof

Je suis une coach
Je transmets de l'information

Je traduis des notions aux autres
Je fais des parallèles
J'accompagne
Ils grandissent,
J'intègre fortement les notions

J'apprends sur moi
Je grandis!

Here comes the sun - The Beatles

La honte / shame

La honte arrive généralement dans ma vie lorsqu'une autre personne est impliquée dans l'équation.
Ensuite, je me flagelle avec son venin, seule...puis, tombe dans l'inertie.

La honte est la "drive" de pratiquement tout ce que je fais ou plutôt "ne fais pas".

La honte me rend irresponsable et m'empêche d'aller dans ma lumière. Auto-destruction.

Je ressens la honte dans le haut de mon estomac, près du plexus solaire, une pression.

La honte avec un petit "h". Je décide de lui enlever sa lettre majuscule...

- HEY! Je te vois -

Tu n'as pas besoin de ça.
C'est un sentiment comme un autre, ne lui donne pas de valeur disproportionnée,
passe à autre chose, car c'est uniquement dans TA tête à toi, ne te projette pas.

VICTOIRE!

Les émotions sur la table

reconnaître
apprécier
comprendre
changer

Hang the crystal

Jeremy Sills & Bernadette Kaye

- Thank you -

www.sacredsound.ca

http://bernadettekayeisbak.com

Dreams on fire - Slumdog Millionaire

La notion de temps

Temps de réponse
Temps d'attente
Gestion du temps
Le partage du temps
Perception du temps
Donner du temps

Apprécier le temps

Ne pas perdre son temps

Offrir du temps

Prendre son temps

Recevoir du temps
Faire du temps
Trouver du temps
Compresser le temps
Comprendre le temps

Compter son temps

Laisser aller son temps
L'espace dans le temps
Une illusion

Rage au volant

Les manifestations, sont le reflet de ce que notre conscient ou notre inconsient nous dit réellement.
Nos pensées construisent notre réalité.

- La pensée est donc la force de l'Homme -

Michael Buble - Feeling Good

Rain

Belle journée

Merci mon amie

Ennéagramme

Toutes,

Ces perceptions

Ces lentilles

Ces façons d'être

Ces façons de comprendre

Ces façons d'aimer

Ces façons de voir
Ces façons de se protéger
Ces façons de vivre la vie

...Comprendre, c'est aimer...

....Compassion....