De l'art de l'âme

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You don't have to carry all the weight of the world  and  you are always more than enough

I exist and I’m going to shine (without too much of a fuss with the “to do list”)  

Ok, let's do a bit of self celebration for once. Sweetness is a beautiful quality. Sweetness is often  very welcome. We know that sweetness is much needed in this world, I think We can say so. I'm not a sweet person. I can be really kind, definitely trustable, truly empathetic and being present and so on,  but I'm not sweet. I used to feel guilty sometimes about it. Without really knowing why. Like I missed something. It happened sometims that people told me "You're not sweet", not in a bad way or in messed up situation. The thing is I felt BAD about it. Very recently I finally realised to what this guilty feeling was linked.  What's really triggered when I think about it.  It's the wound of not being wanted. Never mind the "why"here, each one has his own story. The thing is that wounds that have their prints in our cells drive our actions very much along our entire life without eventually WE being conscious about it. When We find the prima...

Creation is a subtle process that for some on this Earth allows to overcome the void, the loss of universal love and allows us to embody our true essence to go beyond it. Like any subtle process, it can be a fragile matter. It's in my journey, and in that of everyone, to ensure that this bond of love is maintained despite everything.

The passage into the fourth dimension, also from the artistic point of view, cannot exists doing same things as ever.  I'm walking on parallel paths.  But I'm still here. In the meantime there have been poppies, the transition to my fifties and the arrival of cicadas I also did my first art & yoga seminar

We talk too much.  Each one of us.  Even if really we have something to say, it's too much. A continuous tremendous loud talking.  Playing the devil and the devil's advocate at the same time. The noise is reaching his paroxysm fast. Truth that I experience and think about often: there is no chance just free will. If you are not confortable in this noisy system you have to find a way to slow down and even stop. Surprise: nothing collapses! Slowness and silence You cannot change the paradigm if you always follow the same pattern Also: understanding does not "protect" from life We can build a strong bond based on deep emptiness' feeling.   And repeat the same path in different and unexpected contexts. This is why accepting what is happening is difficult. This void that is impossible to fill from the outside is a wound that is reactivated at every possible opportunity. And no, it doesn't happen just in cases of trauma "recognized by ot...

Sometimes life is like going at the fun fair where there are lots of people, lots of movement, so much noise because people scream to get attention. There is too much of everything. For a while you let yourself be distracted. Then if it goes well you recover and try to stay in the main roadway despite the mess. Because you know inside you where you want and where you have to go. Then gradually you get rid of everything that you don't really need or that you no longer need. You come back to being a child (it could sound as a paradox, it's not!) Becoming an adult, soul-wise, also means embodying one's power. Ideally being an adult in our material world would mean being aligned, wise, compassionate, balanced, strong....Ok, I'll stop here. It is not so. More or less we are all scared children. The good news: this is the work. Meaning : there is hope.  It's up to everyone to choose. And I also claim here the possibility of "making a mistake", the qu...

 At the end of the night I had a dream about someone I've been working with for a few years now. We were sitting somewhere and she asked me : "Who do you really do things for?", more or less with these words.  In the dream the vibration in the body that I perceive now made me understand that this is a truth to be worked on and made to evolve.  So I woke up with this idea in my head. And trying to stay in the vibration and not in pure mental thoughts  I told myself that there are two states. One is the scared little girl. The other is the truly adult woman. There is no value judgment, one is not better than the other. Two stages of the same soul. In an ideal world we build ourselves and become adults to let our inner light shine. But most of the time it happens that leftovers fears create a filter and prevent you from truly passing from a childhood state to an adult state. Behind our fears and the repetitions of our lives are that little boy, that little girl. Dissolv...

I paint as I live (or I live as I paint) I look for the vibration, I find it, I lose it The mental gets involved Because we are in this world This is why I sometimes even argue with a painting Patience I always look for more I always find more

What other people do pushes me away from myself What they can think How they do things What they can feel if I do or say this or that Looking out, we get lost This forgetfulness of myself is what throws me off balance Remembering myself, I'm not used to I find it hard to stay there We are both important If I remember myself I love you better If I remember myself the heart opens I'm never alone

  Very often I think to what I can easily consider as the second part of my life because I will be fifty in June.  And very often I find myself realizing that as I go along I'm undoing fears, conditionings, limiting thoughts etc. who created knots in the canvas of my existence.  Erroneous information that causes fear and anger (to name only two well-known emotions), whether through memories, imaginations, and situations that I attract into my daily life.  And as I undo these knots, the light (the light that each one of us carries inside ) finally appears. And I finally find myself becoming an adult. Well, young adult for the moment.  Subtle journey in the true essence of being, where success is not at all measured as we are used to do.  I call it evolution. I have this chance which is not always comfortable. Have a nice week end From my soul to yours that reads Gioia

Yesterday morning I was walking my dog ​​when I came to a small clearing illuminated by the golden light of eight o'clock in the morning.  First instinct was to take out my phone to take a picture and share such beauty.  And immediately I asked to myself : "Why all this need to "go out", to want to show others? Why all the need to show my talent, to show that I exist when I am already LIGHTNING?" Of course various thoughts came out, all valuables, but I deliberately do not put them here otherwise this wouldn't be a "pill" and I have neither the desire or the time to write a whole novel.  But if you're reading and want to have your say, I'd love to hear from you.  From my soul to yours that reads  Gioia  (PS: I didn't take that photo but I took others 😉)

Hi there.  First post in English but I'll definitely going to translate this one. Few days ago on instagram private messages someone told me that I didn't had the right to use the formula "Soul art" in my instagram name/presentation. Bugger....I used everywhere because these words were inspired directly from the thread of my work over fifteen years now. To be more precise they politley said that "Soul art" was actually a trademark in Usa, Canada and Europe and this prevented others people to use it  "without permission". Please I had to remove these two words from my name and after a week without answer from me that would be a follow up. Now...... On the spot my first epidermic reaction was to feel guilty as if on purpose I tried to stole something which of course never occurred to me. Then very shortly after that there was anger . Thinking that they had no right to put on hold something that lots of artists in the world use simply because first i...