In the Jardin Aux Moines
Brocéliande is a funny forest, border between Anaon and the world of Merlin.
Brocéliande is a funny forest, border between Anaon and the world of Merlin.
For the ancient Egyptians, the Pelasgians or People of the Sea was like a bunch of devils out of hell
Try a stimulating training to reach astral state and remember your astral flights.
Dialogue of the deaf: the inner voice sets the Eagle’s rule. The mind cheats.
Cuchulainn, Enki, Rama and Prometheus, the four sons of Lugh are the founders of our modern societies
Who are you? How did you get so much relevant information?
Become what you are, says Socrates. Be what you become. How many stumble! How many fail!
The passing masters or companions of Duty once had a double task: material and spiritual
Before going to the Great Gods, Our Lady of Alcor must grow. And grow again.
Listen to your body, it knows. Forget rituals, the best of masters is within you.
I remember Hyperborea. There I grew up lulled by fairies, breastfed by muses.
The thickest mystery begins just under our feet, and we live on it without questions.