Music robs the beauty of calmness.On deep water, nothing is built.There, light sinks in and leaves fallAnd plants slowly decompose.All of this is raining inside.

Music robs the beauty of calmness.On deep water, nothing is built.There, light sinks in and leaves fallAnd plants slowly decompose.All of this is raining inside.
What are sounds if I don’t hear them?What are waves if they never meet the shore ? If they get born as they die,They neither
Today, I like soft, atmospheric, often instrumental music,With minimalist, subtle arrangements, They pursue an objective rather opposite to that of the music that has received
I am thinking here, among other things, of the jazz musicians I used to admire to vividly in my youth, as they were the source
After so many years spent living it, following its flows and back-flows, all these thousands of hours trying to understand it and improve its articulation,
To the awakened soul, every sound in our daily lives participates in a subtle and delicious symphony.A spoon stirring a cup of tea, a cup
The stumbling blocks we find through our daily lives are wonderful indicators of the polishing work which remains to be completed.Presented in such a way,
The same holds true for music and spirituality.It is possible to have read all music manuals, every article about counterpoint, to know it all about
I realize the beauty of a job consisting in laying my hands on something, and letting them takeAn animal, a wooden board, a human body,
Ce n’est pas tout d’être rebelle, D’avoir le coeur en bandoulière,Encore faut-il avoir quelque chose à dire. Et matière à se taire.. Ici, Miles, en
Many couples work just like an out-of-tune accordion.They breathe in this double-keyboard instrument the rancid air of compensationAnd breathe out the wind of domination. Inhaling
Long have I lived in the outlet storeOf assembly-line music,There, it filled meWith ethereal echoesConcentrated syrupEmotional quicksandHorizons to follow,Facing overwhelmed eyes. I understand now that
The heart generates a magnetic field 400 times more powerful than the brain’s.From my heart to your heart ( I shin den shin),A master to
This is what I once wrote as part of an assignment in the context of a Music Therapy course I took, It is not deprived
Spoon in the coffee jarCoffee powder falling in the cupHot water poured in Spoon in the cupSpoon in the cupSpoon in the cup Spoon on