Friend Devic
Every february 14th, your birthday, my heart is tightening more than usual.
Introduction
Ten Years After
Just ten years ago on May 24, 2011 my old friend and benefactor, the Nagual JCl Flornoy passed away.
Farewell Dear Stef
Stéphane Kervor has left us. Faithful friend, great artist, he’s making every picture in the Saga
Public Confession
In no way do I want to think of myself as something I am not. This is permanent.
My Parallel Lives
I have found more than twenty past lives. Did I really experience them?
Rebirth
After a painful, deadly moult, I discover the glory of the body. Magical, absolute, great.
How Lucky I Am!
How lucky I am! I received so many gifts all my life long.
High Solitude
What has changed in fifty years? Very little indeed.
Learning Her
Six ancient or recent poems by a humble & modest poet (French version only)
My Forty Inhabitants
I hear voices. A feminine crowd talk to me inside. Day, night, anytime. Often.
Such A Big Hand!
I live in the most beautiful coastal village of Brittany. Nevertheless. Too much pain in me.
The Baby Postman
Our dreams are truths made up when we wake up: we have to decode them.