L’Art n’est jamais un luxe

Voilà une citation trouvée ici qui répond à toutes mes interrogations ! Pourquoi l’art est partout, et pourquoi il est si important :

Life has an inside as well as an outside. Consumer culture directs all resources and attention to life on the outside. What happens to the inner life? Art is never a luxury because it stimulates and responds to the inner life. We are badly out of balance.

I don’t think of art / creativity as a substitute for anything else. I see it as a powerful expression of our humanity – and on the side of humanity under threat.

If we say art is a luxury, we might as well say that being human is a luxury.

Jeanette Winterson

Ce qui se passe c’est qu’on nous fait croire que seul le monde matériel compte, métro-boulot-dodo. Alors que pourtant, il est évident que notre vie émotionnelle, notre vie intérieure, et pour ceux qui y croient la vie de notre âme sont réelles aussi, et très présentes. Une belle image, une belle phrase, et cela fait résonner l’ensemble.

Le conteur

Je tenterai ici de rassembler des citations clés sur l’art du conteur.

“The bards of old inhabited a magic reality of their own making, and they made of their lives a fairy tale. They could not be caged by possibilities, nor could they be bought. Poetic insight is more important in our lives than ever in this computerized, industrialized age. We desperately need people who are passionately alive in an enchanted reality, cohabited by the spirits, the ancestors, and the gods.”

– Robin Williamson, forward to The Bardic Sourcebook, ed. John Matthews.

“We are mythic by nature. We find the subtle symbolic ground hidden in ourselves. Myth is the second nature of the world. Nature with its rhythm, cyclical activity … is the first.”

– Michael Meade, Entering Mythic Territory

Le pouvoir des mots

Une citation qui me rappelle mes premières expériences avec l’écriture. Se rendre compte de l’énergie des mots, des idées, de ce que cela peut produire.


Even more, what life as fanfiction writer had taught me was that words were sacred – they could heal, they could move, they could break and carry messages all around the world. They were alive, they had their brand of magic, and once I put them on paper their music no longer belonged to me.

I wove them, but they lived far and beyond me.


« Love is in the valley »

Se balader sur le site de Thorn Coyle ça n’est pas juste avoir des réflexions sur la magie et le paganisme. C’est trouver des points d’ancrage dans soi-même et dans sa vie, aller au plus près de la spiritualité. Voici un petit article qui m’a beaucoup parlé.

Love is the valley in which you wander. Every day, we choose to set our feet upon the path. Again. Every day we seek that which feeds us and find inside that which we can offer. Every day we have to recommit to our lives, our relationships, our work, and our soul’s calling. Cut the ties that bind you to the past. Let the past be carried in cells and memory, not in this constant reliving. You are living now. Breath the sweet air that carries this message: life occurs in milliseconds. Things are born and destroyed in the blink of an eye. The future depends upon how you live today. Make your plans then let them be. Focus on the choices of the moment. Be here now. Live.

Do you choose to live in strength? Do you choose to waken beauty? Let us dance.