Public Confession
In no way do I want to think of myself as something I am not. This is permanent.
Introduction
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.
The Taste of the Madeleine
Since Marcel Proust, no biography worthy of the name can ignore the Proustian technique.
Pantheon of the Unknown
The truth seeker will appreciate this list of unrecognized free genies and thinkers.
Why Eden Saga?
Yes, why twelve years of toil, expense, self-sacrifice, sweat, worries, daily efforts?