Étiquette : inner journey

The Alchemist Grove 17. The rose

This week, we explore our last sense: smell. It amazes me how the simple fact of smelling a scent can bring memories back to my mind and make me feel strong emotions. The scent of a violet will always be linked to my daughter, as it was her favorite. I used to wear violet perfume after she passed, probably to feel like I kept her a bit longer with me. And when I smell my favorite meal, I remember immediately the last time I had the chance to eat it, and pleasure kicks in. What about the very specific scent of a loved one? The comfort we find in smelling or wearing one of their clothes when we are apart?

When I go to my favorite place, I close my eyes to let my other senses take over. I can hear, as I talked about last week, and I can smell. I can smell the grass, the bark of the trees, flowers too. And this very specific lake scent… and I feel good and at peace. When I try a new tea, I always spend some time to smell it too, before drinking it. And this will help me create the memory of it.

And I need to talk to you about paper and books… When I buy or get a ‘new’ book (some of them are old and second, or third, or more hand), I almost always start by smelling it. As if I recognized and welcome it in my life this way. There is something about book smell… Like an invitation to travel, to imagination, to knowledge. It’s almost magical, in my opinion. And I really love it. Or maybe it’s just paper… I love the smell of paper.

And who didn’t feel instant joy when going to bed in freshly cleaned sheets? I don’t own a dryer, so I let the sheets to dry on a rack. But when spring comes, I can schedule my laundry to have my sheets dry in fresh air at my parents’… and wow, yes, there is nothing more satisfying than putting them back on my bed and let their scent take me to my dreamland.

All these are ‘good’ scents, those that brings joy, peace, happiness, serenity. But there are others that are warnings to me too. Alcohol is one of them. My ex-husband was an alcoholic, and for years after our separation, the simple smell of the alcohol he drank took me into a highly vigilant mode. This smell meant I wasn’t safe (emotionally, he never rose his hands on me, he knew it would backfire really badly). I had to train myself to accept this smell as it is, simply: the smell of a beverage I wasn’t attracted too. But it really required more time than I though int he first place. This smell was deeply anchored as a danger in me. Garlic is an immediate repulsive to me. I just can’t stand it. My body refuses it too. So yeah, I can smell the smallest amount of garlic in a dish and I won’t be able to eat it… Oh and I am really sensitive to body odours… it’s really something I have a hard time with…

So to me, scents are really something highly linked to my emotions, to my memories, and when I feel good in a place or with someone, I really tend to associate a smell to it.

So this week, go to your favorite place, and spend time with your loved ones, and try to link them to a specific scent, one you can remember when you need to fell the comfort of that time. Because you deserve it.

The card

This card was my first attempt to draw a rose. And it took me forever, but I am really happy with the result. I loved playing with blending colors, and trying to express the delicateness of the petals, the volume of the flower. I chose unusual colors because… why not? It’s probably the one that took me the most time so far. And I am sure there is a quicker way to do, but I enjoyed the process of drawing it. I hope you like it too. Or, and yes, it had to come with its own magic too!

My journey

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Our journal

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I wish you a beautiful week. We know have recognized, welcome and integrated each our senses. I hope you enjoyed the journey as much as I did!

The Alchemist Grove 16: flutes

We keep exploring of our senses. This week, we focus on hearing. When I wake up in the morning, especially if I slept with open windows, I love to be awaken by the sounds of my environment… I still have my eyes closed, my body is laying there, peacefully. And I know I am home because of these familiar sounds. I am not dreaming anymore. I anchor myself in another day thanks to these sounds. Birds, people talking, the wind making my beaded curtains hit the glass softly… I can spend time just listening to this life out there. Usually, my cat feels I am awake and she comes purring… this too is a sound belonging to home.

I am really sensitive to sounds. In my job, the worst is not the pressure or the expectations from anybody or everybody who thinks I should do this that way, or do that this way… I don’t care about that. They are just dealing with their own insecurities, I know what I am doing and why I am doing it. No, the worst part is this constant noise, the unbearable level of it at recess (I measured it, it’s never lower than 85db and it can reach 125db or even more… yes, it’s dangerous for our ears… no we don’t have protections…). When I come home, I just put my headphones on. Not to listen to anything, to bath in silence. I can spend 20 to 30 minutes each evening in silence. And it feels good, so good.

Hearing is really important to me. Because it’s highly linked to my emotions. The simple sound of a loved one’s voice can bring me immediate joy or peace. I can perceive the real intent of someone just by the inflections of his or her voice. Hearing my cat purring appeases me immediately. And music… I can’t live without music. It can be tuned to each of my emotions, I can always count on it to inspire me, to calm me down, to energize me, to help me focus, or meditate, or dream. Music is a huge part of my life.

I love to play music too. During last year lock down ( strict one, from march to may), I always took the time to play music at 3pm. Not to early, not too late either. I took my flutes, and played whatever came in my mind, changing flutes when I felt like it, going from tune to tune, sometimes letting my fingers and breath play without my mind interfering… Then I came back to whatever task I was doing before my musical interlude. It felt good, and it helped me making sure my breath was ok (I had a really tough laryngitis, and couldn’t speak for a month, barely could breath without coughing for a good 2 weeks time…. so yeah, I had to make sure my breath was getting better). Thing is, I live in a building, and I have a lot of neighbors, not a lot of phonic isolation…. One day, I met one of my upper neighbors in the hall of the building. I asked her if she wasn’t annoyed by me playing everyday like that… She said that on the contrary, she made a cup of tea each day around 3pm, went to her reading room right by my side, and listened to my music, enjoying it, reading too. She said it brought her joy and peace. I never saw my direct upper neighbors, but I can smell the coffee they drink on their balcony when I start to play on week ends, on when I come back from work.

When I am in a new place, natural or man-made, I noticed that the first thing I do is to listen. As if I needed that to know where I am. Then I look around. It’s my way to explore a new place. It levels up my awareness and I am more open to interactions after that. I already ‘know’ where I am, so I can relax and enjoy the people or the sights I meet.

So this week, spend 5 to 15 minutes a day just listening to your environment. Try do decipher what these sounds mean to you. And enjoy! Because you deserve it.

The Card

I had a precised idea of what I wanted to draw for this card. I used one of my inktober drawings as a reference. I knew when I drew and inked it then that I would use it for something else. I used my own flutes as references, even if they aren’t exactly like that but hey, I don’t do realism, at all, and I’m fine with it. I went for a reddish tone for the trunks to contrast a bit. I first drew them far… smoother, but I was told that they would be better with a bit more volume and texture, so I did, and yes, indeed they are far better. I played with light and mist, because to me, music is both a mystery and magic… hence the sparks hahaha. I hope you like it as much as I do.

My journey

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Our journal

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No stickers/cards this week either… Senses are so difficult to express with words… we just feel it it seems. And we all have a different, intimate way to do so… just feel, as you are!

The Alchemist Grove 15. The bowl

This week we will explore another sense: taste. We often don’t really give it enough of our attention. We like this meal, or we don’t like it, we are attracted to this or that, but we rarely experiment our taste.

I love tea. And I am trying to learn plants property to mix herbal teas that would benefit me. Thing is, some of these plants are really bitter, so I had to find ways to sweeten their taste a bit. I usually add some lavender, or rose buds, or orange flowers buds to the mix. I learned to adjust my teas to my taste. And i do the same when I cook. I can’t stand garlic, my body simply refuses it. So to add this ‘kick’ that would be brought by it, I use ginger. I love assembling my buddha bowls, in which I use different ingredients, each of them bringing its own texture, color, taste, and eating them became a real experience.

When I discover a new meal, at a restaurant or at friends, I love this full awareness it brings: I am focused on each element of it, I try to decipher the mixes, and I really enjoy to discover something new.

Taste not only helps us in bringing this little bonus to filling our body with the energy we need to go on. We experience it in a sensory way, and it builds memories, and a library of what we like, what we dislike and why. It helps us to refine our perception and in doing so, it opens our mind to new experiences.

So this week, cook your favorite meal, and spend time focusing on what your feel when you eat it, what tastes can you perceive, what memories does it bring to your mind? Who are the persons you wish you can share it with? And enjoy the moment.

Because you deserve it.

the card

I was a bit concerned with this one. How to illustrate taste? These senses cards are really tricky as they relate to perceptions and not to material things… I was stuck for a while, and during one of those moments I just laugh so hard I spilled my tea on my table… During all this time, each time, I drank tea while I was thinking about it… in a bowl… I have a good collection of mugs and cups and bowls, but none of them seemed to fit the idea I wanted to express… I went online to find inspiration… nothing… then a friend posted a picture of a bowl to illustrate a quote. And that was it. The shape really rang a bell. I took it as a base, the shape, the contrasting colors… and I let the inspiration take the lead. My bowl as little to do with the one I saw that day, but it kept the essence of it I think. I wanted it to look magical, to celebrate this moment when inspiration kicked. And then I decided to put it on a rock. I really love the way it ended to look. I drew the grove as I like it, but it was far too prominent, so I blured it to leave it in the background. Still, something was missing. Everything was a bit too neutral around the bowl. And the bowl itself was far too bright in contrast… I had to find a way to link everything together… And while I was think about a way to do it, I laid back on my chair, and the sun hit me directly in the eyes…. oh! Ok! I added the sun ray, hitting the bowl and giving it this bonus I call inspiration… and here is how magic is born!

My journey

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Our journal

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No stickers/ cards this week, I couldn’t find enough quotes or sayings… But I will keep looking for them and when I have enough, I will post them. You never know!

I wish you a sweet week. Because you deserve it, and I hope you will have a beautiful journey in exploring your sense of taste.

The Alchemist Grove 14. The feather

We keep exploring the Grove with our senses. This week, we will focus on touch.

I usually don’t touch people I don’t know. Once I know who I am dealing with, then I can start touching them. Because, to me, touch is a very important sense. It creates a connection, a special bond between two people. As if we share piece of our energies. It’s the way I feel it. And this past year, I realized the importance of touch, as I am deprived of any human contact… I am not a tactile type of person, but after a year, I miss touching my parents, my nephews, my friends. But I am working in an unsafe environment and I have to protect them. If I can’t touch those I love, because of distance or the pandemic, I am lucky enough to live with the cat, and she is the happy recipient of my need for contact. But it’s obviously different than cuddling with a loved one. But I decided to spend this time exploring what touching meant for me, and to give it its place in my sensory library.

This year, I spent time to explore my five senses, and when it comes to touch, I really tried to expand my experiences, to do it as mindfully as possible. The simplest things became experiences, because I focused on my senses while doing them. Taking my daily shower was more than just cleaning my body, it became a real cleansing of my being. I focus on the water running on me from top to bottom, and I can envision not only the dirt but also the negativity going with the running water. I really try to focus on the sensory feeling of the water on my shin. Cooking became an exploration of textures, of shapes, and each walk in nature is a lesson from which I come back with a lot of sensory items to order in my inner library. I love having pebbles in my pockets I can touch. It soothes me, as I run my fingertips on their surface, softly warming them with my own body temperature.

I also felt the cycle of seasons this year, on my skin. The warmth of summer, the coolness of autumn, the cold bite of winter, to come back to a warmer spring. As if my body, in need to contact, of touch, looked for any experience it could have to feel, to touch. And I am grateful to have taken this time to do so. I really expanded my sensory library and realized how touche can be a comforting sense, that by caressing an object, a pet or a person can bring us this immediate peace.

And that sensation expands as far as I am concern to the pens or brushes I use to draw, to paint, to write. The friction of the tool on the paper, on the drawing pad is something that brings me immediate peace. Each stroke help me letting go of whatever bothers me. And if I am already at peace when I start drawing or writing, it takes me to a journey of its own. Each craft I do brings its own tactile sensation, and this discovery really helped me overcoming the negativity I am confronted in my everyday life. So it became a daily ritual. Crafting, writing, drawing, even typing, each and every day, to come back to balance, to explore the tactile sensations, to soothe my soul.

So this week, spend some time, even if it’s only a short moment, to explore your sense of touch. To focus on what you feel on your finger tips, with your skin. And find what bring you joy, peace or any comforting sensation.

The card

I wanted to draw something that would express a soft touch. I first thought about a leaf touching water, but I already drew a leaf on my former card, so I wanted something different. And the idea of the feather came as an obvious choice. I never drew feathers before, just approached it with a bird once. I loved drawing it! I think there will be more of them for time to time hahaha. I chose to keep it simple, and to draw it in light neutral colors. Because I already knew I would use purple and eggplant as a background (they were Emma’s favorite colors, and I wanted to honor her passing 5 years ago, plus the feather… perfect!!). I experienced a lot with this simple drawing, actually, played with layers, and I hope you will like it as much as I do!

My journey

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Our journal

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Our cards / stickers

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I wish you a sweet week, and I see you next Sunday for a new stage. Meanwhile, keep in touch with yourselves! You deserve it.

The Alchemist Grove 13. Dew drop

First week of Spring, everything seems to wake up. I thought it would be a good idea to start our exploration of the Grove with our five senses. Beginning this week with sight.

We often look at things, look at people, look at landscapes… Without seeing them. So this week, we will truly try to see what comes to us. To see their shape, their colors, their textures. So see what brings them their singularity.

I have small rocks at home, all kind of rocks, river rocks, crystal rocks, and some of them are part of a very special collection Emma started. Those are heart shaped rocks. I still remember this light on a face when she found one that could be part of her collection… To her, it meant she was loved by Nature. And it brought her comfort in her difficult times. I have to come clean: some of them ‘somewhat’ were in a heart shape, but it didn’t really matter, the most important, was that she saw them as such. After she passed, I went on with it. When I go for a walk, I always look for those heart shaped rocks, because, to me too, it means that I am loved… And usually, I go for a walk when I am in need of connection. And it’s most of the time when I don’t think about it anymore, when I am balanced again, when I feel good again, that my eyes lies on a heart shaped stone… somewhat heart shaped pebble. And I bring it back home, add it to my collection.

Other rocks I have are those I love to try to balance. I can spend a lot of time trying to put one rock on top of another, to feel the weight or lack of on the tips of my fingers… but I’ll talk about them another time.

The last kind of rocks I have are crystals. Most of them in palm stone form. I know nothing in lithotherapy, and I’m not into it, I know nothing ether on crystals, really, but I find them beautiful. I love spending time touching them, and even more time looking closely at them. Their structure is fascinating to me. Their layers, sometimes of different shades, even different colors, are almost hypnotizing. The cracks we can see but that are just part of them, not weaknesses… They are soothing, because I let my thoughts wander, and my eyes bring each detail to my mind. It’s a meditative practice, and it’s pretty efficient to calm me down, to put my focus on those rocks, to center my attention.

When I meet new people, I try to go beyond the obvious: shape, clothes, whatever they can tell. I try to focus on their non verbal language, on the way they interact with others, on their expression. And I quickly know who I am dealing with. Because I learned to decipher these little details, seeing through whatever artificial tool they use. We all have ours, and it’s a way to belong I think. But if we pay close attention, we can see the ‘real’ person. His or her emotions, his or her personality. And we then can build a bond with them.

You don’t even have to go for a walk or to be in a crowd to practice it. In my parents’ garden, there is this tree. It’s almost 40 years old now, and never grew as it was supposed to. part of it is dead, but it’s still there, standing, blooming each year. This tree is a world by itself. It has so many textures, so many lichen, mushrooms growing on it. At the end of April, its flowers fall, and it’s magical. And when Fall comes, it gives us the most beautiful leaves colors you can ask. Everything from dark green to bright red. I really love this tree, and I enjoy each of my visits to it. I taught my nephew to look at it closely, and when he visits my parents, he often ask to go and see the tree, and look at it closely, to discover its mysteries.

So this week, try to look at things and people closely, try to see through whatever blur your vision of them. And enjoy the journey!

The card

I wanted to illustrate this idea with something simple, tiny, something we all could find in our everyday life. A dew drop on a leaf. I didn’t want to draw my drop as I usually do. I wanted to expand the vision, so I decided to color it with colors you can’t see on the leaf, but that may come from what is behind us. Because when you train yourself to focus on looking closely at things, you also expand your vision, in a way. this leaf, this dew drop is what will allow you to be able to perceive what is around them. Their simplicity will expand your acknowledgement of a far bigger world. And this ability is part of your magic!

My journey

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Our journal

This week prompts are asking you to take an object and to look at it closely. Perfect time to go for a walk and bring a pebble, a twig, a leaf, a feather, whatever you feel drawn to!

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Our cards/stickers

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I wish you a good week, and I hope you will find a great pleasure looking closely, in a bright new way, at what is around you. Because you deserve it.

The Alchemist Grove 12. The Egg

The time has come for us to get out of our shell, of our comfort zone and to explore the Grove. We need to get rid our our dull enveloppe to let our shining selves wander between the trees, connect with Nature and explore the magic of our existence.

We are so used to shell ourselves, to blend, that we tend to lose what we truly are, what we are meant to be. The time has come to wake up, and to rise, and Spring gives us the opportunity to do so in harmony with the nature surrounding us. Let’s grab it and enjoy this come back to live. Let’s bloom, let’s show our true colors, let’s rise and shine. We don’t need to stay in our shell, in our bud. Winter gave us all we need to get out with confidence, to walk in the Grove as if we were home. Because we are.

Let’s allow ourselves to truly be tuned to nature cycle, to enjoy this come back to life, to be free to be who we are, to show the world how we have changed to be a better version of ourselves. Because we are worth it. The time to hide withing our shell is gone. We are ready to bring our uniqueness to the Grove, and to enjoy each step.

As we get out of our shelter, we let our vibes resonate as they never did before. They, too, have changed. They are stronger, they are higher. And they will attract those who can connect with them. We send a message in the Grove: we are awaken, we are ready to grow even further, we are ready to share and to learn. The time has come to contribute to the collective, to bring our wisdom, to share and teach the lessons we learned. To show our strength, our wisdom, our vulnerability too, as we are not protected by our shell anymore.

We are not scared, as we wander soul naked. We have nothing to hide anymore, nothing to fear. We gained confidence during our winter, and we know that whatever comes, we will face it with inner peace, with wisdom. Our boundaries are sane, our roots run deep in the soil, we are connected to the collective. We are protected, even if we first feel vulnerable exposing ourselves so genuinely to the world.

As we step into the Grove, we feel home, we feel connected to each plant, tree, mushroom, creature. We also can perceive those glowing light in the far, belonging to those who hatched just as we did. We may meet, if our paths lead us toward each other. Or we may just go on feeling each other’s presence, and it will be comforting knowing that we are never alone. We are part of a whole.

Let’s bloom together, Spring is showing us the way.

The card

I went for the egg instead of a bud, because I really felt that it requires us an effort to hatch, to break our shell and reveal the sparkling being we are. The shell obviously had to be special, almost mystical, beautiful. We wouldn’t have spent that much time within if it was not amazingly protective. But it is nothing compared to what we are. I wanted to express this uniqueness, this wonderful nature of ours. We are meant to rise and shine, so I went with a crystal-like texture in the cracks of the shell. And I set the egg in a bed of grass, soft, warm, as we don’t come from a place of pain or challenge. We only went through a winter of self discovery and we are ready to explore the Grove. Speaking of, the Grove is glowing with a ray of spring sunshine, reaching our shell. This is the signal we were waiting for. The time has come to go to the light, within the grove, to touch trees and plants, to be home. i wanted it to be as welcoming as possible. But the focus had to be on the egg, so I kept the background in subtle colors. I hope it gives you this feeling too.

My journey

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Our journal

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Our cards and/or stickers

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I wish you a beautiful bloom!

PS: I enter this time of year where I usually go back to my shell, but this year, I decided to remain open. It’s an experience in itself. The positive side is that my creativity is at its peak. The more challenging part is that I need to tame this pain. But feeling is to be alive. Pain is part of the journey too. I need to embrace it, as I embrace the lighter parts. I chose to truly live, so I take each day as it comes, and I try to make the best of it. I will share more of the stuff I created the following days, as I will take a few days off work to focus on my personal growth as peacefully as possible, and to keep in balance.

The Alchemist Grove 11. The Door.

Last week of winter. It’s time for us to step out of our shelter and to start our new journey in the grove. A door is opening, as well as we are. Outside, everything is peaceful and welcoming. We can confidently make our first step forward.

We already have a choice to make. But we are at peace, as we know that each one of them is the good one now and here. We are ready to welcome everything, to embrace what comes on our path. We know that each obstacle will be a stepping stone, that each encounter will be a lesson, that each place we will visit will be home.

Now is the time to enjoy the beginning of our new adventure, to open our mind, our arms, our eyes. To see, feel and understand what is surrounding us. And to realize we are belonging to it. We breathe the ocean air, filling our entire being with its benefits. We let our eyes get used to the soft light of the rising sun. It’s a perfect day to begin our journey. The air is still cool, as Winter softly welcome Spring in the cycle of life.

I love to envision them having a chat about what happened these last 3 months, then Winter gives the keys to Spring and go rest, its mission accomplished. Spring is a playful one and proceeds to have fun with weather, making sure that everything works as it’s supposed to, sometimes within a single day. Then it will slowly let the sun warm up a bit and Life will wake up and join the party.

And in a way, this is also the way I see myself during this time. To me march is a special month, and I go through a lot till the end of it, when I finally can go back to live, free from flashbacks and sad memories. And then I just let life take over, as if a veil is being lifted to the beauty of the world. I accept this cycle, as it makes me appreciate even more the rebirth of Spring. A bit as if I needed to go deep one last time before rising and shining full strength after that. Being my phoenix self once more.

Now is the time to open ourselves to life, to send our intentions to the world and act on making our dream come true. We have all we need to do so. Our journey begins with a single step forward. Let’s do it!

So let’s step out of our comfort zone, and dive into the world awaiting for us.

The card

I wanted to express openness to what comes, and went for the door, as it allows us to step out of our comfort zone, through it. It’s a rite of passage, when we decide to take action and actually go forward. I wanted to show a contrast between the known and what is awaiting for us. And to motivate us, it needed to be brighter outside than inside… Otherwise, we would never go and explore it with confidence. So I drew really dark walls, but that can be lighten by a single sunbeam. We aren’t in darkness, we just switched of the light to get out of here. The door has no handle, because we are free to come and go whenever we want to. We don’t have to lock ourselves inside, we are safe, we can leave without fearing for what we left behind, it’s safe. I wanted to show that the world is welcoming us, so I drew a peaceful beach with soft sand, and grass here and there, as life is awaiting. I wanted to express that we are protected, so I added islands protecting our shelter from possible raging waves. Nothing is perfect, and clouds are here to remind us that we may go through some bad weather, but right now, everything is fine, peaceful, ready to help us going forward. And as we are who we are, I added some sparks here and there!

My journey

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Our journal

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Our cards and/or stickers

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I wish you a good week. Make your first step forward, and let the world welcoming you.

The Alchemist Grove 10. Bag

This week, we pack our bag to make sure we have everything we’ll need on our journey.

I love packing. Because I put in my bag a mix of things I need wherever I go, and things I want to take with me. It’s a moment of choice, of preparation to live something unusual, to discover new people, new places. It’s when expectations meet readiness. When everything is both foggy and perfectly clear. It’s when I feel that I am now able to live this experience fully, because I prepared to do so, and that I have all the tools I need to really enjoy it.

I am both ready to live something new and to bring my own experience with me to share with whomever will be willing to do so. I bring with me my vision, while being ready to receive unique sensations brought by the places I go, by the people I’ll meet, by the atmosphere of the journey. It’s a leap in the unknown as well as an experience lived by the known.

While I pack, I feel the excitement rising, as I know that each journey brings something that can change my life or at least my vision of things. I always try to keep an open mind, open eyes, open arms. To live it at its fullest. I don’t forget to bring with me something to write my thoughts, emotions, sensations on. And I take a lot of pictures, that will bring me back to those moments. I take pictures of people, places, and sometimes of just little things that inspire me… rocks, plants, landscape, skies. All my senses are turned on and I absorb as much as I can. It’s a really intense experience, but I love it that way.

In order to live it at its fullest, I need to make sure I have everything I need with me: joy, openness, warm clothes for those endless night reinventing the world, a will to share, a will to learn from everything and anything on my path, and the serenity to take the time I feel I need to go to the core of it.

So this week, we fill our bag with everything we need to make the journey in the Grove something unique, life changing, nourishing… with a peaceful mind, a readiness to the unexpected and a will to enjoy each and every step. Grab your favorite bag, fill it, and get ready!

The card

I have a thing with messenger bags. I love them, I love all their pockets, the easy access to whatever they hold, and they hold a lot! My everyday bag is a messenger bag. Usually, it carries my wallet, my phone; my keys, a notebook or two, and my tin whistles. There is still room for more, so I can harvest rocks, leaves, feathers, everything that I can find on my path. I wanted to bring that sensation in the card, and yeah, it couldn’t be anything else than a messenger bag hahaha. We are not yet on our journey, but almost, so I drew a tree below which we can rest, in its shadow, sharing a last moment with the wisdom of this ancient one. Then we will get up, and go on this path leading to the unknown, under the sunlight. Our time will come to shine. Now we need to gather our strengths.

My journey

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Our journal

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Our cards and/or stickers

I decided to go with both colored and black and white versions. Enjoy!

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Next week will be or last winter week. Then we’ll jump into Spring, bloom, hatch, and enjoy those warmer days, the come back of the colors. We will return to life, fully.

The Alchemist Grove 09. Books

Books are magical to me. Words have their own magic power, they can materialize our deepest feelings, our secrets, as well as they allow us to have access to other people thoughts, inner world. They are this simple but effective mean to communicate knowledge, from centuries ago, or the latest discoveries. They create a culture, they bring us to confront our own beliefs to others views, they offer us answers, as well as new questions. And the most magical work of all: we needed to learn how to decipher these symbols on the pages to access this knowledge. In our own language, and later, if we were inclined to, in other languages, with their own logical, their own culture. If this is not magic, tell me what is!

I love to write maybe as much as I love to read. I am always thirsty for new knowledge, new understanding, new horizons. I usually don’t write the same thing in French or in English. They are two completely different languages in my mind, as if I gave each of them certain attributes. I became aware of that when I first started to really feel confident enough to write in English. I didn’t express the same range of emotions, I didn’t even think the same way than I do in French. And I embraced that fact, because to me they both express a part of who I am, and they complement each other really well. This year, it’s a different approach, as each stage of the journey is written either in French or in English then translated in the other language. I just go with the flow. If I feel like writing in a language on a specific topic, I do it, then I translate it, adding most of the time some changes because it fits better with it.

I spent time trying to know myself. I had the opportunity to live life changing experiences that questioned everything I was, had or believed in. I think about it as if I was standing in the middle of ruins, completely naked. I had to know what I needed to go on, to go back to my life my journey. What I held dear, what made me willing to go on, what I could count on, who I needed in my life. Who I was, really, when everything was taken away from me. When I had no control on what was happening in my life, but that it still was mine, I still had to get on track and go somewhere. Each of these experiences were journeys in themselves. And I started to put my thoughts and feelings on paper, to allow my mind to summarize it, to allow my overwhelming feelings to settle down a bit, to allow me to have a clearer vision of the situation I was living. I could write into journals, or write poetry, or just leave my thoughts online, but I put into words what I was living. I practiced the magic of letting go by putting things down.

Now and then, I go back and read what I wrote during those times. And if I recognize myself in these texts (after all, *I* wrote them), I also feel a distance with the one I was then. My feelings have evolved, my life did too. If I am the same at the core, I am both far more complex than I was, because I learned, experienced, felt a lot since then, and simpler too, as I got rid of a lot of useless perceptions or ideas. I know who I am because I know what it took me to be here and now.

And I know that if I need to, I can always look for a book that will give me, if not the answers I think I need, at least the keys to access to a new understanding. I don’t wait for someone to appear with the knowledge I need in my life. I reach it, I look for it, I pursue it. And, usually, I get it. I follow the flow of my intuition, of my mind wandering, and when I feel I need to dive deeper, I look for someone who mastered or at least went deeper in what I am interested in. I love to explore others thoughts, the way they perceive the world surrounding them, the way they put into words their own vision, their own explanation of the world, and share it with whoever wants to receive it. I don’t do that as a scholar, I just take what, to me, makes sense to my own reflection, what leads me in the path I am right now.

This week I decided to print both my twin journeys (the Alchemist grove and Le Bosquet de l’Alchimiste), and to put them in their own books. So that, in a few years, I will be able to read them and to remember, probably with tenderness, compassion and amusement too, where I was in my life path this year. I also keep a journal, on which I don’t write everyday, but where I log things that seem important to me, in order to both step back and remember.

So this week, pick a notebook, a book, open a new document on your computer, and take care of the front page of it. You may wait for the title, it may came later, you may want to ad embellishments, doodles, or keep it simple. Do what seems comfortable with you. Choose your ink color(s). I go with black, adding some claret and teal here and there, when I feel like it. There are no other rules than your own. Have fun, do it with love for yourself. Because you deserve to have your story written, and the future you will enjoy the growth you experiment. What a beautiful gift to yourself!

The card

This card is probably the one I love the most so far. I obviously had to go with a stack of books, as I have a lot of those everywhere at home hahaha. I wanted them to look ancient and precious, but I didn’t want to be exclusive, or to narrow the idea of knowledge, so I decided to invent an alphabet for the titles and authors name. Don’t try to wonder who it may be, I went as it came, so no references at all. I also had to add some embellishments, always with this idea to make them precious, almost sacred. And I tried to give their covers a leathery aspect. Because this kind of books obviously need a leather cover. I wanted their pages to look almost as parchments, thick and old paper. And feel as if they were read a lot. Of course, I had to had some sparks of magic, to express my vision of books. I am really happy with the result, it’s both soft and powerful. I hope you like it too!

My journey

I now have a clearer vision of what I want this part to be (after 8 weeks, it’s about time!). So the left part is more of a story telling inspired by the card and topic of the week, while the right part is more of a meditation or guide to help you reflect on the week.

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Our journal

This may be a good base for your own journal, your own journey. You can print it or copy the prompts that you want to reflect on, do what you feel like doing. Remember: no rules but your own!

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Our stickers and cards

I really need to show you what I did with those… I’ll try to do it this week!

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I wish you a wonderful week. If you feel inclined to, I would really love to see your notebooks, books and/or front pages, you can send a picture of it to me via the contact form. Have fun, keep an open mind and be compassionate with yourself. You deserve it.

The Alchemist Grove 08. Rocks

This past year, we really found ourselves facing a lot of challenges one after the other. What became obvious is that we needed to find balance in our lives. We needed to balance our working life with our personal time, to reinvent relationships in order to keep the link with our friends and family without putting anyone at risk, and to adapt the way we acted to the needs of the time, without loosing ourselves in anxiety or anger. We learned to do it, and we went beyond. We learned valuable lessons, lessons that are part of who we are, how we act, how we think now.

Balance is not an easy task to accomplish. Because we have to deal with expectations from outside as well as inside. We need to have a higher vision, a more global approach of our life to be able to establish priorities and to make sure that each realm has its own time, that we don’t forget something important on our way.

Finding balance requires a lot of adjustments, and our pile of rocks may collapse a couple of time before we can find the way to organize it so that it stays still. It requires patience, and determination. But once we achieve this balance between what makes our life the one it is, we find peace. And all the time spent to order the chaotic stack of colorful, funky shaped of rocks of our interests and responsibilities, of our passions and obligations, of our social and lonely time, was a learning process to who we are, what we hold as important.

I need to balance my professional life with creativity. I need to keep time for myself, in order to enjoy the time I spend with others. I need to spend time learning something new and to share. I understood that the complexity of life is to recognize the balance between each part of who we are. Each and every thing we do, think or feel has its counterpart, and the two of them are what makes us whole beings. So I learned to accept what’s on my way, trying to determine if I need it to balance something I already have within, or if it opens me to another possibility.

When I’m stressed or irritated, I know that I lack balance within and I try to understand what would bring me back to this state of mind I really enjoy and love. Sometimes it doesn’t depend on me. But most of the time, I just need to take a few steps in the right direction to reach the balance I lost. With time, I learned to recognize when I start to lose balance and I created a path to find it back. To me, it requires a warm shower, some music and creativity. It allow my mind to free itself from the negativity it was trapped into, and to step back from what triggered it. Now in a place of peace, I can see what needs to be changed and act accordingly.

This week, we focus on balance and the ways we can reach it.

The card

I love to make piles of rocks, I find if both relaxing and focusing. And to me balance is all about walking on this fine line between the two. At first, I drew really colorful rocks, but I changed my mind and made them more neutral. It felt more appropriate. I wanted to express the fact that each rock fitted with the others, no matter how big or small it was. Because in our lives, we also have those big important realms that require a lot for our time and energy, but our pile is not complete without these small things that bring interest to it. I then added water int he background, because balance is for a good part balancing our emotions. Sky and clouds are here to symbolize air, the mind, because it’s also about keeping stress and overthinking away. Of course, once we succeed on building our pile of rocks, we feel it as an achievement, which it is, and the sun beam is here to celebrate it. Nothing would be complete without some sparks, so hey, why not? We can be proud of ourselves to have been able to balance all these rocks together, and we can now go back to our journey.

My journey

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Our journal

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Our cards and stickers

I made some new backgrounds yesterday, with watercolors and salt. I really had fun and I hope you like them!

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That’s it for this week. I wish you a good week in balance and inner peace.