
Little monsters were walking the streets last night, it was Halloween! This night I dreamed of aging and dying. With all these skeletons, ghosts, monsters and vampires who ran the streets, mortality in the family, requests from people who consult me to make sure that the transition of their recently deceased close relatives is going well, my body that in some ways is getting younger and also showing normal signs of aging, such a dream is in circumstance.




It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written on the blog. Usually I do it on the weekend when I have more time. But the last weekend of octobre I was traveling to event, a Book fair in Saguenay. Precious moments.
The rising sun shines among the leaves of the trees shivering in the fresh cool morning of this beginning of autumn. It gets warm in the daytime, but in the early hours during a short moment we feel the change of season approaching. This quiet perfection that exists in the awakening of nature when everyone is still sleeping has its equal only the serenity of consciousness contemplating its co creation in the world.


Recently, I wrote two articles that describe the perception which we have of why the current world of men is in such a humanitarian and ecological state of crisis. (