tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423162652438411002024-03-19T01:27:21.027+01:00La Plume d'Elea Laureen, entre les cris, l'écrit !Il n'y a rien de plus thérapeutique, que l'effet d'un souffle poétique ! Quand l'esprit s'oublie dans la magie des mots !Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.comBlogger1223125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-73005471594349278162024-03-19T01:19:00.004+01:002024-03-19T01:26:49.833+01:00Touché par la Grâce<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;"> Printemps des Poètes - Thème ; Grâce</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;">A ma sœur partie avant de la connaître</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilGxsZ3ckqV1FyTWtwE-rnr4JIqdYmKSFTOGsFidP3QYV1ep6Wv5Am0048r2mXU8_LoVMNq00c13pQ59fY3Taukde8BBHMl5kOjRHcFT8NbaFMTyjZ5glNYb-qaapzslG9OlJ2AvzZAz2CTczP5IafNISRxsxKfPwipSdIRWSBhRjDWkXtFZop2uNzUPOB/s564/43289dcfaab294953fec9d73e7fc3e2b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilGxsZ3ckqV1FyTWtwE-rnr4JIqdYmKSFTOGsFidP3QYV1ep6Wv5Am0048r2mXU8_LoVMNq00c13pQ59fY3Taukde8BBHMl5kOjRHcFT8NbaFMTyjZ5glNYb-qaapzslG9OlJ2AvzZAz2CTczP5IafNISRxsxKfPwipSdIRWSBhRjDWkXtFZop2uNzUPOB/w373-h373/43289dcfaab294953fec9d73e7fc3e2b.jpg" width="373" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Un nouvel arrivant<br />Au paradis blanc<br />Si petit, si touchant<br />Mais comment ?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">❈</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Chacun a son destin<br />Parfois si éphémère<br />Que ce doux chérubin<br />N'a pas connu sa terre</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">❈</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Pourtant, il se souvient<br />La douce voix de son père<br />Des caresses de sa mère<br />Et entend leur chagrin</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">❈</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Là-haut, il a trouvé<br />Par la grâce, touché<br />Il reçoit cet amour divin<br />Ne manquant pas de câlins<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">❈</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Mais il veille sur ses parents<br />Leur envoie tellement d'amour<br />Et leur laisse chaque jour<br />Des signes et avertissements</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">❈</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Comblant le vide de chaque instant<br />Sur l'arc-en-ciel tel un présent<br />Bientôt viendra un beau cadeau<br />Une nouvelle vie au printemps</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">❈</span><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><br /><br />Petite surprise incognito<br />Qu'il a choisi avec brio ...</span></p><div style="text-align: center;">☙⚝❧</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">Texte protégé</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Ils sont si nombreux ces enfants à quitter leurs parents pour l'autre rive ...<br />Un destin brisé, une famille à reconstruire ...<br />Chacun suit son chemin, pourtant l'un et l'autre sont à jamais reliés ! <img src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tf1/1.5/16/1f49e.png" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-3497790624918663482024-03-18T01:10:00.000+01:002024-03-18T01:10:45.281+01:00Félicité<p> <span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: medium; text-align: center; text-decoration-line: underline;">La Photo du Mois #160 - Février/Sortie</span></p><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><br />Je ne sors pas vraiment étant donnés mes soucis de santé<br />Mais quand j'ai l'occasion de partir en vacances<br />Partout où je vais, je ressens le besoin incontrôlable d'entrer<br />dans les églises, les monastères, les cathédrales ...<br />C'est comme un appel !<br /><br />Belle journée 🙏 Belle soirée</span></h2><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWn4o8tV28bvMTa5aPM3Bf87Is1BeeS49RtyvRZ7lWcgUYowNTtosRqZH2kqhvmX62n5p7BUN4l0w8fYR2EmDh-9_ia7LTOr0dqN5LPbjudemPOfOF9-x1mupORgrSTA4NUNBUU2AXni6gL_aBg0aWyQpuQaLY76al3V9kRsUtQxIoOfdIzcdbbyVt_gs/s4608/20190416_140934.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWn4o8tV28bvMTa5aPM3Bf87Is1BeeS49RtyvRZ7lWcgUYowNTtosRqZH2kqhvmX62n5p7BUN4l0w8fYR2EmDh-9_ia7LTOr0dqN5LPbjudemPOfOF9-x1mupORgrSTA4NUNBUU2AXni6gL_aBg0aWyQpuQaLY76al3V9kRsUtQxIoOfdIzcdbbyVt_gs/w433-h325/20190416_140934.jpg" width="433" /></a></div><b><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Sofia;">Photo 1 - Basilique La Visitation Annecy</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Comment vous faire comprendre<br />Ce besoin, ce ressenti, cet appel<br />Chaque fois, que j'entre<br />Devant cet autel</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">✞</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">L'émotion est si intense<br />Que les larmes parfois s'épanchent<br />J'ai cette douce sensibilité<br />D'être tendrement enlacée</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">✞</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Et là dans ce calme absolu<br />La lumière baigne de prières<br />Caressant d'allégresse mes paupières<br />Quand mon âme cherche le salut</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">✞</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Béatitude<br />Ravissement de cette sérénité<br />Où que j'aille, tu es !<br />Dans la gratitude ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div>☙⚝❧</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">Texte protégé</span></div><div><br /></div><div><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoTableGrid" style="border-collapse: collapse; border: none; mso-border-alt: solid windowtext .25pt; mso-border-insideh: none; mso-border-insidev: none; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;">
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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='419' height='348' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx1iTGi7gj965IQlno5c-x3pnAXVr3ML9G53ASTFHhC-Hd-xVO9KTIF0J-A5unJYbkJEbcOrtu6aSdxcLYcsw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;">Merci à vous pour vos visites sur ce billet ... </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogoth67.wordpress.com/2024/02/15/la-photo-du-mois-160-sortir/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="1200" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGneo7LkRCOTV-7A4MDWbl3XwJI6XQXR869KeOjxNv_1LiD-5YBSzmq5oR3K9r7rX1MQwCD3Jl8_vD4NGyy-35Swf7D33gaaipGjBFxitzNVm7H1icZKvA1zvMG5PqktsAPXeJX_lD21XhkY22xvZ5yVI4Qd5hujrjIdK8nAwpjJu_MQB2-0BHH3gO4U-C/w465-h305/La%20photo%20du%20Mois%20(1200%20x%20788%20px).png" width="465" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Pour découvrir les participants, cliquez sur l'image</b></div><br /></div><br /><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Sofia;"><br /></span></div></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-77534455861103104542024-03-08T21:26:00.003+01:002024-03-08T22:47:02.740+01:00Femmes du Monde<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"> A toutes les femmes</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXjuv-_3CQza432NPXMHDz6JdTGPTrXyZJxGDPr9jDEsB-SPg9sGzPT4neoS1BlK1L9noMrlRE9q4NDBciJM7YS2oodjmLDA6QhWvX-TCoRHWHS0vRldd0zrGYOtbUzJbaxURTmchesWSrdSjGOe290K1elNtASDNnUuTktGyIQceN0nGPTL0u9_OLjbAg/s711/5b67c511d50ede3e9e17d1f1b89cc938.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="711" data-original-width="474" height="469" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXjuv-_3CQza432NPXMHDz6JdTGPTrXyZJxGDPr9jDEsB-SPg9sGzPT4neoS1BlK1L9noMrlRE9q4NDBciJM7YS2oodjmLDA6QhWvX-TCoRHWHS0vRldd0zrGYOtbUzJbaxURTmchesWSrdSjGOe290K1elNtASDNnUuTktGyIQceN0nGPTL0u9_OLjbAg/w312-h469/5b67c511d50ede3e9e17d1f1b89cc938.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Naître femme dans un monde<br />Où les hommes considèrent<br />Que nous sommes leur ombre<br />Juste "bonnes" à tout faire</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">N'être femme, une honte<br />Quand l'homme espère un fils<br />Progéniture sacrée qui réponde<br />A suivre sa destinée, caprice</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Car fille ou garçon, peu importe<br />Chacun est choisi par l'univers<br />Et si le sexe faible l'emporte<br />Sa destinée sera douce amère</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">La douleur sera sa croix<br />Dès son adolescence<br />Et nul ne l'aidera<br />Il faudra prendre patience</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Car il paraît que pour être belle<br />Il faut toujours souffrir<br />Mais certaines subiront la cruelle<br />Sans plus jamais connaître le plaisir !</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Et si l'école, trop peu pour elles<br />C'est que ça fait peur à certains<br />L'intelligence de ces demoiselles<br />Pourrait leur en boucher un coin !*</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Comment aujourd'hui peut-on encore<br />Manquer de respect envers la femme<br />Qui vous a choyé comme un trésor<br />Où pour la vie déclaré sa flamme</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; font-size: large;">♡</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Elles ont toutes gagné leur place<br />A la même table et sans conditions<br />Méritent surtout qu'on les enlace<br />Pour leur offrir liberté et affection !</span></p><div style="text-align: center;">☙⚝❧</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><i><span>© Elea Laureen, 2024<br /></span><span>Texte protégé</span></i></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><i>Portrait : Dorota Piotrowiak</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cHKDImOPYBWu56tI6920gL_ByuGPRDnMprV_K5slkc3YuZRBc44KKgxjvKqMJO3XHUs5tAUqFhzagV9T_6VNUByN5JSNbRRBD8zffnl2UDJ56_L6elJwfovimONinRg2ltrMCtYFZ22s9Szi8clbwv34H1JiBbxMeUVggH88MYmynzY5w3J3FZA7gSC2/s768/34ab0751bd318073f11bf60af2d5371b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cHKDImOPYBWu56tI6920gL_ByuGPRDnMprV_K5slkc3YuZRBc44KKgxjvKqMJO3XHUs5tAUqFhzagV9T_6VNUByN5JSNbRRBD8zffnl2UDJ56_L6elJwfovimONinRg2ltrMCtYFZ22s9Szi8clbwv34H1JiBbxMeUVggH88MYmynzY5w3J3FZA7gSC2/s320/34ab0751bd318073f11bf60af2d5371b.jpg" width="235" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span><p></p><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">*L'expression remonte au XIXème siècle, elle signifiait "étonner quelqu'un" en lui faisant fermer la bouche. Le terme "coin" se rapporte ici à la bouche, et plus précisément aux coins de la bouche.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">"Personne n'est plus arrogant envers les femmes,<br />plus agressif ou méprisant, qu'un homme inquiet pour sa virilité."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Simone de Beauvoir</span></div><span style="font-family: Sofia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="380" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/nyJrVo-l7X0" width="456" youtube-src-id="nyJrVo-l7X0"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nyJrVo-l7X0&list=PLASg6wUYZVJjMPlIQtRK-PzlcujSlsmFe&index=24</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Belle journée des Droits de la Femme, Mesdames</span></div></span>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-21882338652956964092024-02-28T00:22:00.001+01:002024-03-01T23:16:12.306+01:00 Gratifie l'Univers <p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czoKeD3imS0/YRAOu6pZ25I/AAAAAAADCjk/F1yYluh2dBgQluK41-hXRRpYP6eONUOtwCLcBGAsYHQ/s550/54526c44ba69d18abf0f974fb14ddf97.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="471" data-original-width="550" height="343" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czoKeD3imS0/YRAOu6pZ25I/AAAAAAADCjk/F1yYluh2dBgQluK41-hXRRpYP6eONUOtwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h343/54526c44ba69d18abf0f974fb14ddf97.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">" Dans le silence de l'instant,<br />contemple et émerveille-toi<br />Gratifie l'univers<br />Pour cette perle précieuse<br />Qu'est la terre ! "</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;"><div>•⊰✿~• </div><div><br /></div><div>© Elea Laureen</div><div>Texte protégé</div><div><br /></div><div>Image du Web</div></span></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-27115255138248421052024-02-24T00:48:00.001+01:002024-03-01T23:29:14.258+01:00Le Mystère<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCSVp1PuklahANUGkiUuwA0PTZ0F0ZFF5UREIJROGGl97K9z817Q70L2o_TNuFflk5svfgMmQArAq9l63-zVxZMv6uEg0RUG_WQRoi-E7Gqevnzl66h02r4vT6Sij5tsVYscLKOWTVW-CWhpvCEk5fGIqAumddUhRzikLeYJ_4wU2sU5j-f5dpKJjyBW9Q/s711/53d54815b6530e2438ba3b4fbe3b795b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="711" data-original-width="474" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCSVp1PuklahANUGkiUuwA0PTZ0F0ZFF5UREIJROGGl97K9z817Q70L2o_TNuFflk5svfgMmQArAq9l63-zVxZMv6uEg0RUG_WQRoi-E7Gqevnzl66h02r4vT6Sij5tsVYscLKOWTVW-CWhpvCEk5fGIqAumddUhRzikLeYJ_4wU2sU5j-f5dpKJjyBW9Q/w309-h464/53d54815b6530e2438ba3b4fbe3b795b.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Des maux aux mots</span></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: center;">En vibrato</div><div style="text-align: center;">Entre les cris et les soupirs</div><div style="text-align: center;">De l'obscur à la lumière</div><div style="text-align: center;">La poésie nous éclaire<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">De ses couleurs à sa douceur</div><div style="text-align: center;">Elle vient couvrir nos douleurs</div><div style="text-align: center;">D'un souffle d'espérance</div><div style="text-align: center;">Elle endort nos souffrances</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ecrire, c'est hurler en silence !*<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Combien de plumes sommes-nous</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sur les chemins de la liberté ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Combien de fois encore</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faudra t'il que l'on décore</div><div style="text-align: center;">De nos mots d'amour<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Tous les murs érigés</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Pour nous séparer ?</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A trop vouloir diriger nos vies</div><div style="text-align: center;">Avant de comprendre enfin<br />Que peu importe nos défis<br />Il y aura toujours des lendemains<br /><br />Si nos plumes s'encrent<br />Pour ouvrir les portes<br />De l'amour et de la paix</div><div style="text-align: center;">Peu importe l'ombre à chasser<br /><br /><span style="color: #ffa400;">Ni frontières<br />Ni barricades<br /></span><br />Le poète le sait<br />C'est en lui<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que se cache la clé<br />De la vérité !</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;">Texte protégé</span><br /><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;">DPP
9854-50439</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">*Marguerite Duras</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: x-large;">"L'acceptation de l'autre dans sa différence,<br />est la clé de la cohabitation pacifique des peuples."</span></div><div><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: x-large;">Kobono Djaouwa Gore</span></div><div style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></div></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-30397063176707723102024-02-22T01:11:00.004+01:002024-02-22T01:11:33.950+01:00Interlude Enchanté<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">JEFF ROWLAND </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1RGTkKgWPt8NRSlaDJjWnUrW4wDI5YOCy7xtXe4AFnLd8P-0K2Fc-BHDC83i2ddiX_f1Rs4yyRTJmaooAXMufuPM8Sqe2S7dsem3PvvOGKWYdQw0JDsaLuPCVkTlJ1K1vhkzWXP8uqoRWjCel2xAPcgGSVe7N0aethdTw57Y2fP1aXOaveNS9DoKTBPw/s597/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202023-11-25%20000303.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="597" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1RGTkKgWPt8NRSlaDJjWnUrW4wDI5YOCy7xtXe4AFnLd8P-0K2Fc-BHDC83i2ddiX_f1Rs4yyRTJmaooAXMufuPM8Sqe2S7dsem3PvvOGKWYdQw0JDsaLuPCVkTlJ1K1vhkzWXP8uqoRWjCel2xAPcgGSVe7N0aethdTw57Y2fP1aXOaveNS9DoKTBPw/w512-h290/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202023-11-25%20000303.png" width="512" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Sunset avenue<br />Pas un chat, pas un chien<br />Juste deux inconnus<br />Sous l'automne magicien</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Flamboyant de nuances<br />Quand deux cœurs se balancent<br />Sous une pluie ruisselante<br />D'une caresse ardente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">D'un regard attiré<br />Par ce torride baiser<br />Que nul ne pourra troubler<br />Quand tous deux enlacés</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Se font tiède reflet<br />D'un interlude enchanté<br />Esplanade romantique<br />D'une poésie artistique</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Peinture ; Jeff Rowland</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="416" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/h9awJAyXE74" width="501" youtube-src-id="h9awJAyXE74"></iframe></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="style-scope ytcp-video-share-dialog" href="https://youtu.be/h9awJAyXE74" id="share-url" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-size: var(--ytcp-font-subheading_-_font-size,15px); line-height: 24px;" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/h9awJAyXE74</a></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://thegallerist.art/paintings-by-jeff-rowland/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Gallerist.art/paintings-by-jeff-rowland/</span></a><br /></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-74549496783001718012024-02-21T02:50:00.000+01:002024-02-21T02:50:07.759+01:00Ecoutez !<h4><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Bonjour chez vous,</span></h4>
<h4 style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Chaque poésie de la catégorie "<span style="color: #ffa400;">Et si le paradis</span>" est une écriture "<span style="color: #ffa400;">Sensitive</span>" bien souvent ressentie selon les émotions du moment, les vibrations et intuitions ainsi que les messages de mon âme.</span></h4>
<h4 style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Je vous laisse découvrir ce nouveau message reçu ... En vous partageant cette sublime musique ! Agréable moment poétique ...</span> </h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSoE6uTDSf-m0Zh0LF31esYu4YwgvySVhaoZAW_72oatQ0vGkj2x41WTM1EdZ5rf9peO_PYzmGweSr7xrls5cNNauvbC-qnlhwjER94PD8MZQJr-bmchyphenhyphenn7juACLMVd_dCOZ-Dl7hdNrQ5XSUdtx9DHFXRBF1zC77jRfyaDBirWFklq-fBxGHDVogtvde/s564/7c354a5ca84b710b3daed95323c1db81.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="511" data-original-width="564" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSoE6uTDSf-m0Zh0LF31esYu4YwgvySVhaoZAW_72oatQ0vGkj2x41WTM1EdZ5rf9peO_PYzmGweSr7xrls5cNNauvbC-qnlhwjER94PD8MZQJr-bmchyphenhyphenn7juACLMVd_dCOZ-Dl7hdNrQ5XSUdtx9DHFXRBF1zC77jRfyaDBirWFklq-fBxGHDVogtvde/w450-h408/7c354a5ca84b710b3daed95323c1db81.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Rochester;">Silence<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Ecoutez les bruits</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">De ce monde en sursis</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Avez-vous seulement saisi</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">L'importance ?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Dans le feu</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">De la guerre et des hostilités</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Sentez-vous cette odeur ?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Rochester;">Pestilence</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Stop !</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Revenez à la source</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">A l'essentiel</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Aucune discorde ne mène</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">A l'honneur ni à la gloire</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Rochester;">Ecoutez ...<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Ecoutez votre âme</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Ce flambeau éteint</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Et touchez ...<br />Touchez la flamme<br />Que la lumière s'éveille enfin !</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Rien, non, rien<br />N'est perdu définitivement<br />Il suffit de le vouloir...<br /><br />Il suffit d'un peu d'espoir<br />Celui qui sommeille en vous<br />Alors, écoutez vous</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Ecoutez chaque battement</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Qui se meurt</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Chaque murmure</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Qui se terre</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Rochester;">Osez voir<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Les yeux vers le ciel</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Toutes ces larmes</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Qui scintillent</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">C'est dans le silence</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Que la flamme flamboie</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Notre royaume</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">D'amour et de paix</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">A votre écho</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Se dévoilera ...</span><br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;"></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;">DPP
9788-50174</span><span face="Abadi, sans-serif"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="404" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/uNSyqf-QcNM" width="486" youtube-src-id="uNSyqf-QcNM"></iframe></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: x-large;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNSyqf-QcNM</span></div><p></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-52424029284533380242024-02-19T02:15:00.000+01:002024-02-19T02:15:21.235+01:00Destin Maudit<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="text-align: center;"> </span><u style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps"; text-align: center;">DEFI DU JOUR</u></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: large;"><u>Atelier Ghislaine 227</u></span></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><u><strike>Sujet 1 <span style="font-family: Oregano; text-align: left;">✑</span><span> </span></strike></u></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span><u><strike>Sans, avec, rien, tout, plus, moins</strike></u></span></span><br /></span><span style="box-sizing: content-box;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sujet 2 <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="color: #0a0a0a; font-size: xx-large;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><u>Ailleurs</u>, <u>partou</u>t, <u>ici</u>, <u>là-bas</u>, <u>loin</u>, <u>près</u></span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 3</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">U</span><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">n texte avec au moins 5 mots commençant par " <u>S</u> " </span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 4</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span>Un texte avec des mots commençant par ""</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span style="color: #ffa400;">te</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span>""</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikigOjXHcd_cfEAZQwry2yB1M9Znhr43WDTQYwRAerdWgEeuKv0HLhST8QzGmvgc1HAi5iHO4muvzuDxJyxdTd1jKICL6SGKARS9Fq93mPehHiHM2ZPqc8Z30DxXGt7msti0MrH5wgEOxrttN-CNEe0_kb-QoYvRpYTxAJVA1c5bdJSblPfk2_LCjJ0OO7/s899/166897c4d25bdfe92019b1ad1601bd09.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="899" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikigOjXHcd_cfEAZQwry2yB1M9Znhr43WDTQYwRAerdWgEeuKv0HLhST8QzGmvgc1HAi5iHO4muvzuDxJyxdTd1jKICL6SGKARS9Fq93mPehHiHM2ZPqc8Z30DxXGt7msti0MrH5wgEOxrttN-CNEe0_kb-QoYvRpYTxAJVA1c5bdJSblPfk2_LCjJ0OO7/w587-h368/166897c4d25bdfe92019b1ad1601bd09.jpg" width="587" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Ici</span> ou <span style="color: #6aa84f;">ailleurs</span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Partout </span>à la fois<br />Résonnent les douleurs<br />Des femmes qui pleurent<br /><br /><span>Rien</span><span style="color: #ffa400;"> </span>ne peut justifier<br />La mort des enfants<br />Jouets innocents<br />Au bucher, <u>S</u>acrifiés<br /><br />Ni pouvoir, ni religion<br />Ni aucune trahison<br />Ni <span style="color: #38761d;">là-bas</span>, ni plus <span style="color: #6aa84f;">près<br /></span>Aux Âmes pures <u>S</u>anctifiées<br /><br /><u>S</u>onne au <span style="color: #6aa84f;">loin</span> le clairon<br />D'une <span style="color: #ffa400;"><span>terrible</span> <span>tempête</span></span><br />Au champ du déshonneur<br />Se lève une sombre fleur<br /><br />Aux reflets cramoisis<br />Du <u>S</u>ang des <span style="color: #ffa400;">témoins</span><br />Poison !<br />D'un <span style="color: #ffa400;">terreau</span><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><u>S</u>aint<br /><br />A jamais empuanti<br />D'horreurs...<br />Et dont le destin<br />Semble maudit !</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;">© Elea Laureen<br />Texte protégé</span><br /><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><a href="http://atelier-ecriture-de-ghislaine.eklablog.com/atelier-227-a214940905" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="120" data-original-width="280" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqHGq6mNPIVjIZBCbjyyaTV79TP3Z4WNX_Quosro2IUA0n32W2ssnEtTa8kGOMfRwR9IUKOvpRffFGoGagfQ2x7VacFbGOE3IZMznoYmsGXzGhaCaZ3s_o8wXWJLMiEqMj7G-d1dY9a569fWEUmClgq4iKBCFfII4UmRI2dj3Gd9m1xwzR4ASIbdHrDBdY/s1600/Ateliers%20Ghislaine.jpg" width="280" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pour participer, cliquez sur le logo</div><span><br /></span></span><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Actualité du jour ; Guerre entre Israël et le Hamas</span></span></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-45614554308235372912024-02-09T02:20:00.006+01:002024-02-10T21:59:37.396+01:00*L'Ombre et la Guerre*<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Défi du Jour</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;">Mot Mystère - Saison 5 – 4</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">LilouSoleil nous dit ; </span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">A partir d'une définition et de lettres, u</span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">n mot à trouver. A partir de ce mot, faire des anagrammes et composer un poème.</span></div><span><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Cerise sur le gâteau ! Si le poème est en rapport avec la définition ...</span></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span><a name='more'></a></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #ffa400; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">12 lettres pour un nom masculin ; </span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">A I I O O H D C M N N R</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Le mot mystère :<span style="color: #ffa400;"> </span></span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;">Manichordion</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div></span></span><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span><span><span style="text-align: center;"><u>Définitions :</u></span><span style="color: #ffa400; text-align: center;"> </span></span></span>Fil en laiton utilisé pour maintenir dans un même plan le châssis servant à la fabrication du papier. </span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Musique. Ancien petit clavecin à cordes enveloppées d'étoffe pour en atténuer le son.</span></div></div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepHQ71z3GmpTzuSeuUU8YvboBvzo2t-W-2ZKrPjbekV6PSvxUPl3apQ6pWyhL0GlcSOHc4QJqK8FHBlosyRuFPazu_1_t-H-35OFkWhJRyogBd1MpAcJSVrd1Qp9sIcDEdD6efLUTfSljhrkp79k0RdJmprGROcg2IcolvGPy9k-_N_w_FpTpCO9jtMPz/s752/f769c832f0d5270fdf66c6cc913210ac.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="564" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepHQ71z3GmpTzuSeuUU8YvboBvzo2t-W-2ZKrPjbekV6PSvxUPl3apQ6pWyhL0GlcSOHc4QJqK8FHBlosyRuFPazu_1_t-H-35OFkWhJRyogBd1MpAcJSVrd1Qp9sIcDEdD6efLUTfSljhrkp79k0RdJmprGROcg2IcolvGPy9k-_N_w_FpTpCO9jtMPz/w335-h446/f769c832f0d5270fdf66c6cc913210ac.jpg" width="335" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;">Mes anagrammes sont; <span style="color: #ffa400;">Chainon, ordonna, domina, chair, roman</span></div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Il existe quelque part</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Entre légende et mémoire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Un monde si convoité</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Qu'on ne pourrait imaginer !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Là-bas, les terres sont fertiles</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Et les montagnes tellement hostiles</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Entre les grands océans de glace et de feu</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Se trouve la terre du milieu !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Des royaumes d'or sondés par le mal</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Où l'ombre s'étend sournoise et létale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Corrompu par le seigneur des ténèbres</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Qui <u>domina</u> ces lieux et <u>ordonna</u> sa conquête</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">A <u>chair</u> et à sang, pour le <u>chainon</u> manquant</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Un anneau gravé aux pouvoirs maléfiques</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Mais c'était sans compter sur les hordes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Peuplant ces terres depuis longtemps</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Hommes, Hobbits, Nains, Elfes, Magiciens.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Unis à Aragorn, chef des Rôdeurs du Nord</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Dernier héritier des anciens rois de Númenor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Fondateurs des royaumes d'Arnor et de Gondor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">En Terre du Milieu, ils gagneront la guerre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Dans une paix fêtée, une elfe abandonnera</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Son cœur à ce roi vainqueur salué de tous !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Amitié, fraternité, courage et solidarité universelle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Sont les vertus de cette œuvre de Tolkien</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Qui se base dans son excellent <u>roman</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Des légendes nordiques et théologie chrétienne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Une trilogie à voir absolument !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">☙⚝❧</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwn3AnyxhqtDhd3ZRqOWwx5XHL4bG_AfXUvMxYUAMBf37I9wzexGmCtlTuLHOxS_YPEjNI95oX_w0SLvc_ifuxfkVuvSgYmsQMvgsZq0YHV0sBkBQ0t0CqhG4nEFFYyUMiiOW6HBYeQhF29Qm4G9A-p-mS_TQjdv4BBjw-coS1h9za5c16bxT6J1hzBEY/s563/58d5624e44f4f41277895f53541500bb.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="536" data-original-width="563" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwn3AnyxhqtDhd3ZRqOWwx5XHL4bG_AfXUvMxYUAMBf37I9wzexGmCtlTuLHOxS_YPEjNI95oX_w0SLvc_ifuxfkVuvSgYmsQMvgsZq0YHV0sBkBQ0t0CqhG4nEFFYyUMiiOW6HBYeQhF29Qm4G9A-p-mS_TQjdv4BBjw-coS1h9za5c16bxT6J1hzBEY/w170-h162/58d5624e44f4f41277895f53541500bb.jpg" width="170" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jS9ZMv9AumI</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="372" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jS9ZMv9AumI" width="447" youtube-src-id="jS9ZMv9AumI"></iframe></div></div><br /><br /></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-53451585876764175432024-02-04T00:50:00.001+01:002024-02-04T00:54:10.199+01:00Hortensia Pinky Winky<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;">Et si l'on parlait des fleurs</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Défi ; La Fleur du Mois - Janvier</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Avec ce défi, nous vous proposons une belle balade estivale au sein de nos jardins ...</i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Janvier est synonyme de blanc aussi, je vous propose l'Horsensia Pinky Winky</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhU10tR3hFFSnHA5JnSpaV6gkJeEQo_-uWrKdMrxtPc-cwnRFWCAmZJWOFcU7WwL_zejbZsbi6Z_nsg7eXrM8U4VKyiCyP6kjbcH5oLyWCY_BFjeb7kHDWExrKucGBnTEFmWy-qejBpSfG2by32CC-tzxP0yr8Sda3sg7zLryFqmrLrDwOdLFmotgjNBcZ/s4624/20230715_134458.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2084" data-original-width="4624" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhU10tR3hFFSnHA5JnSpaV6gkJeEQo_-uWrKdMrxtPc-cwnRFWCAmZJWOFcU7WwL_zejbZsbi6Z_nsg7eXrM8U4VKyiCyP6kjbcH5oLyWCY_BFjeb7kHDWExrKucGBnTEFmWy-qejBpSfG2by32CC-tzxP0yr8Sda3sg7zLryFqmrLrDwOdLFmotgjNBcZ/w440-h198/20230715_134458.jpg" width="440" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Macondo Swash Caps";"><span style="font-size: medium;">Arbuste à la toison fleurie</span></span></div><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Foisonnant en panache</div><div style="text-align: center;">Au printemps d'une couleur vanille</div><div style="text-align: center;">Les jardinières se l'arrachent<br />✾<br />Ses bouquets de fleurs délicates<br />Sont un prélude aux butineurs<br />Qui se régalent de ses couleurs<br />Qui en juillet éclatent<br />✾<br />En différentes nuances de rose<br />Sous le soleil, il en impose<br />Inutile de se mentir<br />C'est un véritable plaisir !<br />✾<br />Originaire d'Asie, c'est un régal<br />Pour nos mirettes et ce toute l'année<br />Cette plante ornementale<br />A toute sa place dans nos allées</div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>© Elea Laureen, 2024<br /></span>Texte protégé</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Style Script; font-size: large;">L’hortensia sublime par sa générosité florale qui en fait un allié imparable pour habiller de mille couleurs, votre petit coin de paradis. C'est une fleur riche en symbolique. Symbole de gratitude, de grâce et de beauté. Avec sa multitude de petites fleurs et sa forme bien ronde, il respire aussi l'abondance. Les couleurs de l'hortensia symbolisent l'amour, l'harmonie et la paix ; parfait donc pour les mariages et anniversaires. </span><span style="font-family: Style Script; font-size: large;"><br /><div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: inherit; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.87);"></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Style Script; font-size: large;"><br />Voici quelques messages transmis par notre bel hortensia :« Mes sentiments sont profonds et sincères. »<br />« Je te remercie pour tout ce que tu as pu faire pour moi. »<br />« Je t’aime maman. » <br />« Vive les mariés ! »<br />« Ta générosité est à l’image de l’hortensia : appréciée et inégalable. »<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/8YpPabged20" width="320" youtube-src-id="8YpPabged20"></iframe></div><span><a name='more'></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Les HYDRANGEA paniculata 'Vanille Fraise' offrent un large choix d'utilisation : bacs/pots pour les terrasses pour être déplacé afin de profiter au maximum de la floraison estivale jusqu'à l'automne. Mais également en plates bandes, à l'avant d'un massif ou encore en haies vives avec d'autres plantes. Ils sont très appréciés pour leur longue floraison estivale de juillet à octobre, avec leurs fleurs en forme de grosses panicules.</span></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Arbuste dense et très compact dont la hauteur varie entre 1,70 m et 2m. Sa croissance est assez rapide. Le port des branches principales est érigé, puis les branches secondaires sont légèrement arquées. Les feuilles sont caduques, opposées, finement dentées et mesurent de 5 à 15 cm de long. Elles sont de couleur vert clair à vert tendre.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Les fleurs sont en pannicules terminaux de forme pyramidale et mesurent 20 cm de long. Elles sont composées de fleurs fertiles et stériles de couleur blanche et rose. En fin de floraison elles prennent une très belle coloration rouge foncé. Elles appraissent à partir du mois de juillet jusqu'à la fin du mois d'octobre.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">La plantation se fait en toute exposition. Ils préfèrent les situations ensoleillées en terre fraîche, mais supportent également les situations mi-ombragées. La terre doit toutefois être légèrement acide, humide à fraîche et riche.</div></span><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcvStaRpYHUYOynW-7IU2fzgXEekVfKSDdh05qiNuyWbtMNi5Ji-i8rRdBEf3RGtD4VgWO-KCFrz4EY2uZqBjSxjfELOjp26gdTSKjycO9e2W7s1uluCb5YUgp347Fq7pIo3UTvJI_RNui7wl6Els2XklskdEhhm7vbAeg1uJ2nf3LnYVX5H5OyIZuV3W5/s308/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202024-01-29%20103305.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="207" data-original-width="308" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcvStaRpYHUYOynW-7IU2fzgXEekVfKSDdh05qiNuyWbtMNi5Ji-i8rRdBEf3RGtD4VgWO-KCFrz4EY2uZqBjSxjfELOjp26gdTSKjycO9e2W7s1uluCb5YUgp347Fq7pIo3UTvJI_RNui7wl6Els2XklskdEhhm7vbAeg1uJ2nf3LnYVX5H5OyIZuV3W5/w280-h188/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202024-01-29%20103305.png" width="280" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">N'hésitez pas à participer en rejoignant la communauté</span><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/1041322055897263" target="_blank">La fleur du mois : ICI</a><br /></div><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-41982552350341910252024-02-03T01:21:00.000+01:002024-02-03T01:21:58.349+01:00Gloire au Roi !<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Défi du Jour</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;">Mot Mystère - Saison 5 – 5</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">LilouSoleil nous dit ; </span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">A partir d'une définition et de lettres, u</span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">n mot à trouver. A partir de ce mot, faire des anagrammes et composer un poème.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Cerise sur le gâteau ! Si le poème est en rapport avec la définition ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><a name='more'></a></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></span></span><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Nom féminin de 14 lettres ;</span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;"><b>A E I I I O H G G P S L L R</b></span></div><div><span><span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: center; text-indent: 37.7953px;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Définition : discipline historique qui a pour objet l’étude des sceaux sous tous leurs aspects et quelle qu’en soit la date. Elle décrit matrices et empreintes et les étudie de façon critique, du point de vue historique, artistique, technique et de la valeur probatoire : types, légendes, modes d’apposition et nature diplomatique et juridique, ainsi que les méthodes de conservation.</div></span><span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: large;">Le mot mystère :</span><span style="color: #ffa400;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sigillographie</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyKGwpNxmTCX6gkRFf36DDo0FnkuVahyphenhypheneioTzY28aSBwHC6zKfVJPkgoLRU_HRTW0_u7kmQgg5m6_yMzX58QL0ydK7yQ3gJP3LQDbthWlmhhyTxDgIyAdbNqLcbMteOAkVQZKIkzaebYdqEfXgPhWiRmlpwl7axuh0s3c4wMvVdkcbA5x0acvK2kQtXEip/s650/530aa75d798d804902bc56d04b51332f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="650" data-original-width="433" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyKGwpNxmTCX6gkRFf36DDo0FnkuVahyphenhypheneioTzY28aSBwHC6zKfVJPkgoLRU_HRTW0_u7kmQgg5m6_yMzX58QL0ydK7yQ3gJP3LQDbthWlmhhyTxDgIyAdbNqLcbMteOAkVQZKIkzaebYdqEfXgPhWiRmlpwl7axuh0s3c4wMvVdkcbA5x0acvK2kQtXEip/w307-h462/530aa75d798d804902bc56d04b51332f.jpg" width="307" /></a></div><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Mes anagrammes soulignés dans le texte</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Branle-bas de combat<br />Le roi a intercepté une missive<br />Adressée à son épouse, exclusive<br />D'un <span><u>gallois</u></span> qui ne lui plait pas !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Aussi a t'il fait appeler<br />Son maître d'écriture<br />Afin de confronter<br />Le traitre et la signature</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Il l'<span><u>isola</u></span> dans son boudoir<br />Chaque <span><u>phrase</u></span> sur toutes <span><u>pages</u></span><br />Dont la <span><u>prose</u></span> était libertinage<br />Lui semblait d'un scribouillard</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br />Une chose est sûre<br />Personne ne trompe le roi <span><u>Soleil</u><br /></span>Ni ce Gallois, ni la Reine<br />Sans en prendre la mesure...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br />Le mystère fut élucidé<br />Le Gallois avait été <span><u>spolié</u></span><br />De son écriture et de son sceau<br /><span>Un</span><span style="color: #ffa400;"> </span><span><u>aigle</u></span> couronné recto-verso</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Le roi en fut </span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><u>hilare</u></span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Mais il s'en fallut de peu</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Car qui pour </span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><u>plaisir</u></span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> salit</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Finit au </span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><u>pilori</u></span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> !</span></span><br /><br /><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023</span></div><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Texte protégé</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lilousoleil.wordpress.com/2023/10/30/le-mot-mystere-4-23-le-mot/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="400" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_b29p0kTaHXN7sZu1yFQzGpQ9gpDV3hL2J3STTzGkpLX3kzKxSgWD2mYRKo1XoBfEoRuYwcLiATxnZ9rIvUHBbLPVGZqif83usEV1VsRqoOHtJx48brGpr1bhsGL9SPW_e-yAPpeNgFXOHWpBLlmj7Tv8M_Wkga001CGJnwmDf3JwvaPD38W7OODckP3J/w258-h162/LilouSoleil.png" width="258" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Pour participer, cliquez sur le logo</span></div><br /></span></div></span></span></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-71866833738015924822024-01-27T02:51:00.001+01:002024-01-27T02:51:20.853+01:00Où est Votre Gratitude ?<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><u>Défi du jour</u></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Chez ABC - Nid de Mots</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Thème du mois ;<span style="color: #ffa400;"> </span></span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Regardez, imaginez, écrivez :</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOZicmLhDDZ3PvIfi7iVCs9HKhc_X902YOqhFybRpiFp7A54Drw2hFZdos1cEXNgi7tcAhpLJac1HL8AcuRXfPRdaO4f0G3gc9XlWnxPQZ8ltjQJsbDk5Iu_8u83G7fk2rblOJ9KAdFdQFV2QhGshXxoT1F5cHVS-MXOd2ykqZLvvguUSzqAgWhwcBPqMg/s212/ad0fc2b9db42324eab1373331e753773.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="212" data-original-width="209" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOZicmLhDDZ3PvIfi7iVCs9HKhc_X902YOqhFybRpiFp7A54Drw2hFZdos1cEXNgi7tcAhpLJac1HL8AcuRXfPRdaO4f0G3gc9XlWnxPQZ8ltjQJsbDk5Iu_8u83G7fk2rblOJ9KAdFdQFV2QhGshXxoT1F5cHVS-MXOd2ykqZLvvguUSzqAgWhwcBPqMg/w289-h293/ad0fc2b9db42324eab1373331e753773.jpg" width="289" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: x-large;">Elle pleure <span style="color: #ffa400;">Alétheia</span>*, couvrant le monde<br />De sa tendresse profonde<br />Espérant que la couleur de ses larmes<br />Effacera du paysage toutes les armes<br /><br />Elle pleure la <span style="color: #ffa400;">Téthys</span>* foudroyante<br /> Devant le feu qui nous tourmente<br />Les sources, rivières et fontaines<br />Se lamentent de ces peines<br /><br />Quand Neptune brise les écumes<br />Alors tous les volcans hurlent<br />Car ses eaux sont devenues impures<br />Bien sûr, il en va de vos souillures<br /><br />Mère Nature vous est toute dévouée<br />Mais où est donc votre gratitude<br />Quand les ouragans auront tout balayé<br />Quelle sera alors votre attitude ?<br /><br />Dans son souffle désespéré<br />Eole lance un cri d'alerte<br />Gaïa est en danger<br />Dans ce vortex délétère<br /><br />Il court, il court le furet<br />Il est temps de se bouger<br />Avant d'être englouti<br />Sans avoir pu dire "Merci"</span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span>© Elea Laureen, 2023<br /></span>Texte protégé</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Support image ; papiersciseaux, Aurélie Mevellec</span></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><a href="http://jardin-des-mots.eklablog.com/conjugaison-temporelle-a214848405" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="117" data-original-width="150" height="117" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlsIY1w4eJxmUcqym88IHNtrQE0eGWw0xMSI0U0HSp_tN7ia6Z_NqI83XRlUq8phujvy_38-Ks9qugGa6Tim39NXOZB5Gbf-kZ_HcXk2fujtMT_fkEi_nIh-SCtBtQZqRlUaPL6hyphenhyphenwb10RvUquociM4v_PC0JIbhA6VG1AM2OAnIKUdywq2vAC34kVPg7/s1600/07d5ff251a07e4f054ed9f8b48cb903a.jpg" width="150" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Cliquez sur le logo</span></div></span><p><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">* Alétheia ; Déesse de la vérité<br />* Téthys ; Déesse des eaux</span></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com2Belgique50.503887 4.46993622.193653163821153 -30.686314 78.814120836178844 39.626186tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-56559602065240179882024-01-19T01:04:00.001+01:002024-01-28T01:44:31.899+01:00Souvenirs d'Enfance<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><u>La Photo du Mois #159 - Froid</u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: Style Script; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">La neige s'est invitée chez nous, les paysages sont magiques</div><div style="text-align: center;">Et sous le soleil, c'est une pure merveille ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soyez prudents sur la route !</div><div style="text-align: center;">Belle journée 🙏⛄</div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyy8ppOlx4le6GrZL0ljF8vGJG4fGK3ckZhrF-s05c3vKYikROAFEHtkg4zeF-IDutUtD1s9O3D7ttSzU9UTwTIjJPh-l2fF26OXYCefZCqQKBvLGCkQeBh7YM7qc1z9Yf0s6O7276Mr3Q3NYA6PJV2PWt_R8m9ZVc1ZdG7IOe1stB9M0zgGK1nweEyt6/s940/Souvenirs%20d'enfances.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyy8ppOlx4le6GrZL0ljF8vGJG4fGK3ckZhrF-s05c3vKYikROAFEHtkg4zeF-IDutUtD1s9O3D7ttSzU9UTwTIjJPh-l2fF26OXYCefZCqQKBvLGCkQeBh7YM7qc1z9Yf0s6O7276Mr3Q3NYA6PJV2PWt_R8m9ZVc1ZdG7IOe1stB9M0zgGK1nweEyt6/w508-h425/Souvenirs%20d'enfances.gif" width="508" /></a></div><br /></div><span><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">Et sous les pas feutrés</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">La nature en silence</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">Se pare toute en nuance</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">D’une douceur poudrée</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">Souvenirs d’enfance</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;">Réjouissance</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div><span><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;">Texte protégé</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Style Script;">Photo personnelle du 17.01.2024</span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Style Script;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogoth67.wordpress.com/2024/01/15/la-photo-du-mois-159-froid/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="1200" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLo0YW-NPxlPx4iWRavmzSG7v4AKZGDBDbDPaFi_KgPTIsOt_x3O_rP7dDXYyfPyfVKXxG-pqnl2bXcJfMpEHTwrXBHpHXrPgv-_oRDm4p2si4iwkBNYldb1LvFkMaRD76Vexv0BGwN57SE9MIwO5YRR8riat82bsDKRzi-TAsW0k8_-1qlxMgqChh1gzn/w479-h314/La%20photo%20du%20Mois%20(1200%20x%20788%20px).png" width="479" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Style Script;">Cliquez sur l'image pour découvrir les liens des autres participants - Merci</span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogoth67.wordpress.com/2023/01/24/la-photo-du-mois-le-retour/" target="_blank">Les règles de la photo du mois</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-57653795869102179952024-01-17T01:13:00.001+01:002024-01-18T13:31:31.864+01:00Plus Beau Ciel<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBe48WEZ-nhgpNNNVNT7lvhRUAFrlwtt2JrNrF5z9455M0AU-Zblh-uj6MGQrfy6AVmmSgibJp1cZ1Sd9ZU_hMpTRxGoE5OG5LVBTMdrXh_2L94Z7D24oA_ydT2dMXL0SqtUMQRqRpzIaYXfvLgywsi1F_NpfzwWIkPFkmvct0yFGbJgZgKpc4an6TheGC/s2600/Photo%20Canevas%20%20(2600%20x%201600%20px).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="2600" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBe48WEZ-nhgpNNNVNT7lvhRUAFrlwtt2JrNrF5z9455M0AU-Zblh-uj6MGQrfy6AVmmSgibJp1cZ1Sd9ZU_hMpTRxGoE5OG5LVBTMdrXh_2L94Z7D24oA_ydT2dMXL0SqtUMQRqRpzIaYXfvLgywsi1F_NpfzwWIkPFkmvct0yFGbJgZgKpc4an6TheGC/w502-h309/Photo%20Canevas%20%20(2600%20x%201600%20px).png" width="502" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">✶ <span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Car mon plus beau Ciel<br />Est celui où je vous Devine</span> ✶</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span lang="fr" style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen</span></span></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-6406663654693126562024-01-15T01:55:00.000+01:002024-01-15T01:55:15.480+01:00*Respire !*<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Kaushan Script";"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: large;">Atelier Ghislaine 228 ; Un petit texte, une grande histoire</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: Oregano;">Sujet 1 <span style="text-align: center;">✑ </span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Playball;">Soupir, pleur, sentir, subir, mieux, croire</span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: Oregano;"><span>Sujet 2 </span><span style="text-align: center;">✑ </span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball;">Capable, solitude, tristesse, attendre, doute, espoir</span></span></div></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Oregano;">Sujet 3 <span style="text-align: center;">✑ </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">un texte avec au moins 5 mots commençant par " <u>T</u> "</span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: Oregano;">Sujet 4 </span><span style="font-family: Oregano; text-align: center;">✑</span><span style="font-family: Oregano;"> </span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span>un texte avec 5 mots commençant par le </span><span>son <span style="color: #6aa84f;">"re"</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXG1HANwNwOaljY9VKdEe4SzZnC0woLL8EEoDi-aVWieZE2ffMWkETuIrkvtPDnNQT27LbVV88WAPRC_2qs4KEY-BqdY6sBUshZzeYrXYH3uRi6XT6UQS9aZhXIuu2g4AAMzVPcr__kvZyk9nBvZ-otPa47X7-6xxFxQPMETBEmJgR3AfEZFGs2qs_LsVz/s877/e551f8d855b1d89df9b93378ecc6e5e6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="877" data-original-width="564" height="612" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXG1HANwNwOaljY9VKdEe4SzZnC0woLL8EEoDi-aVWieZE2ffMWkETuIrkvtPDnNQT27LbVV88WAPRC_2qs4KEY-BqdY6sBUshZzeYrXYH3uRi6XT6UQS9aZhXIuu2g4AAMzVPcr__kvZyk9nBvZ-otPa47X7-6xxFxQPMETBEmJgR3AfEZFGs2qs_LsVz/w394-h612/e551f8d855b1d89df9b93378ecc6e5e6.jpg" width="394" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Respire</span><br />Dans le silence d'une lune de jade<br />Où les <span style="color: #ffa400;">doutes</span> lentement s'évadent<br /><u>Tous</u> les <span style="color: #6aa84f;">rêves</span> en écho fleurent l'<span style="color: #ffa400;">espoir</span><br />De ces éclats de <span style="color: #ffa400;">tristesse</span>, il faut <span style="color: #3d85c6;">croire</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;">Que dans la <span style="color: #ffa400;">solitude</span>, on peut <span style="color: #3d85c6;">sentir</span><br />Le parfum épicurien de la rose <u>trémière</u><br />Envoutant l'air de sa lumière<br />Pour <span style="color: #3d85c6;">mieux</span> nous éblouir !<br /><br />Respire<br />Sous l'arbre des <span style="color: #3d85c6;">soupirs</span><br />Et <u>touche</u> les étoiles</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><u>Tant</u> que leur chant cristallin</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Résonne</span> sur nos lendemains</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Rien</span> n'empêchera ta destinée</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Capable</span> de te porter<br />A la lueur de tes pensées ...</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br />Ne plus <span style="color: #3d85c6;">subir</span>, <span style="color: #6aa84f;">réagir</span><br />Libérant peurs et <span style="color: #3d85c6;">pleurs</span><br />Sans <span style="color: #ffa400;">attendre</span>, <u>trouve</u> en <u>toi</u><br />Cette petite fée, cette petite fille<br />Qui garde en secret<br />La clé de la vie...<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span><span><span><span><span><div style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></div><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Cookie; 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Mais qui a dit qu'on ne pouvait pas faire ce que l'on voulait et être ce qu'on avait envie d'être quitte à ce que cela déplaise ! Après tout le principal n'est il pas d'être bien dans ses godasses ... <br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Pourquoi vouloir à tout prix entrer dans une case, ressembler à la majorité, avoir une taille 0, s'habiller classique ? Rien ne vous oblige aux standards de la beauté et puis qu'est-ce-que la beauté ? Tout est relatif et tellement éphémère ... </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Mesdames, ce qui vous rend belle c'est votre sourire ! Pour le reste, faites vous plaisir c'est le début du bonheur ... Et pas besoin d'excès, tout est dans l'essentiel 😘 La vie est tellement plus belle quand elle est simple !</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">©</span> Elea Laureen</div></span>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-6707336684268560432024-01-07T02:38:00.001+01:002024-01-07T22:49:10.416+01:00Que la Joie soit avec Vous !<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Kaushan Script; font-size: large;">Atelier d'Anne Maï</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">Défi du jour ; Meilleurs Vœux 2024</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokFyqKx0aAxaexD5ahNMXcy6eEr8mOiSg3EqhBB_yl_TUBH6WzUQGVlP6xH9HsB55bY76mGEUf11WcP7MCbxRA_pLOKfK-VGhTqbaaUz_Rxe5IU5TjCg9kII6qihy-STVZ2M0e8_3bBx8zwNFjcCcmYF1_YE6qXzFSPXamTRl-IaHjshBUIJiLCU3tpfS/s590/AWAKE%20Pushing%20Photography%20Further.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="564" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokFyqKx0aAxaexD5ahNMXcy6eEr8mOiSg3EqhBB_yl_TUBH6WzUQGVlP6xH9HsB55bY76mGEUf11WcP7MCbxRA_pLOKfK-VGhTqbaaUz_Rxe5IU5TjCg9kII6qihy-STVZ2M0e8_3bBx8zwNFjcCcmYF1_YE6qXzFSPXamTRl-IaHjshBUIJiLCU3tpfS/w451-h472/AWAKE%20Pushing%20Photography%20Further.jpg" width="451" /></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br />Liste 71 bis ; Profiter, sacrifier, horizon, clairement, cadeau, légèreté, mission, contrôle, univers, flamboyant.</span><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Profitant</span> d'une <span style="color: #ffa400;">mission</span> en envol de traditions<br />Il est bon de se rappeler en cette fin d'année<br />Tous ces éclats de joie et de <span style="color: #ffa400;">légèreté</span><br />Partagés ensemble sur le fil de l'<span style="color: #ffa400;">horizon</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">La vie est un <span style="color: #ffa400;">cadeau</span> qu'il ne faut <span style="color: #ffa400;">sacrifier</span><br />Et le temps n'est qu'un leurre sur le grand échiquier<br />Garder le <span style="color: #ffa400;">contrôle</span>, nul ne peut l'envisager ...<br />Mais quand l'aube se lève, vivez, riez et dansez !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">⚝</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Je suis venue ouvrir la vanne de la chaleur</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Sur les ailes de l'amour, semer le bonheur</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball;">Que se diffuse la paix au sein de vos cœurs</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Et qu'en vos âmes s'élève la divine lueur ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Car cette année sera celle de l'évènement<br />Et je vous souhaite le meilleur avènement<br />Que la source soit en vous aussi <span style="color: #ffa400;">clairement</span><br />Que notre <span style="color: #ffa400;">univers</span> qui brille <span style="color: #ffa400;">flamboyant</span> !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Garder toujours en vous vos rires d'enfants<br />Ceux qui résonnent comme ces grelots d'antan<br />Et qui réchauffent les cœurs alentours<br />De joie infinie et d'un pur amour ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span><span style="font-family: Playball;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball;">Voici une nouvelle année<br />Une nouvelle année pour créer des souvenirs précieux<br />Découvrir de nouvelles choses<br />Profiter les uns des autres<br />°Puisse cette nouvelle année vous combler<br />Que vos rêves se réalisent<br />Merveilleuse année 2024°</span></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie;"><span><span>© Elea Laureen<br /></span>Texte protégé</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir0ZiOLYv-VXQVZJdXc3UQbSK8ptByr_KA8H97KjqiUSIvIRr4I_xbBltZnbY6_s6_CLtCfArAtrhyphenhyphenu_JryMvmzxFGaA7eozQepmLqiflkFxh2T0yCVgSZviRPhuKRoBylXcu6tQhbWLuhkcVlr97VQ4vvYo3S7oLgdjp6WbDVjRoP4xwYTWkOO3QYBVk1/s550/Bonne-ann--e-2024-parchemin-rose-d--hiver.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-size: large;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9qDTtTEu9I</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lesdefisdanmai.eklablog.com/liste-71-et-71-bis-a215131561" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="215" data-original-width="452" height="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpydQnTAjbJ60GYg63rzgui1MVHrxmfvRVs3TRhzRLYILkDWuFtU4y-K6sLfErLdOJa8LvawfQYXoD2HcYHNxChk9o2E3sy0q0pGavhX_gDlenAMDegDw5-AB22KMCFQlrS3D-fuU0FdbEdFGM4svmbm4UqHqMRatQSBZwLHvriG7cV5W_ic4hldpqeOP/s320/Atelier%20An'Mai.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-5121059581080581842024-01-02T21:28:00.003+01:002024-01-06T00:42:11.594+01:00Happy New Year<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Lobster Two;"><i>Qui de la flamme nourrit l'âme"</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Lobster Two;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Lobster Two;"><i>© Elea Laureen</i></span></div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Merci à vous qui me suivez</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Vous, qui consacrez du temps pour me lire</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Vous qui partagez mes textes et mes mots</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Tous ces messages du cœur ...</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Qui grâce à vous franchissent les frontières !</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">Courage, Joie et Lumière ...</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">En vous se trouvent Amour et Bonheur</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;">La clé vers cette nouvelle Terre</div><div style="font-family: Playball; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebfkfzlrdaW1une07NJkeqidmcPRac1oqFHXbQzaPoIePUwTEnKtAeNLJx72zckcXtDvT8NklhT1N221YoKUHxnJWrL39lnvwmd2-ptrwGT-YK7g8AYnAMK41H4uTRt16Eo_B0SecXIVsDtVweDzb-a-9iijZXUg1cuqBQjyglT7dalmG4Ylr0BLVHSFj/s680/313caba96018cb0b61e8924372a0dd00.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="680" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebfkfzlrdaW1une07NJkeqidmcPRac1oqFHXbQzaPoIePUwTEnKtAeNLJx72zckcXtDvT8NklhT1N221YoKUHxnJWrL39lnvwmd2-ptrwGT-YK7g8AYnAMK41H4uTRt16Eo_B0SecXIVsDtVweDzb-a-9iijZXUg1cuqBQjyglT7dalmG4Ylr0BLVHSFj/w390-h172/313caba96018cb0b61e8924372a0dd00.gif" width="390" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Merci à tous ceux qui ont un jour osé<br />Entrer dans mon petit nid d'hirondelle<br />Là où les soupirs sont suspension,<br />Là où les murmures sont souffle du vent !</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Merci à vous qui vous laissez porter<br />Par ma plume depuis déjà quelques années<br />C'est un honneur et un privilège de pouvoir vous compter </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Parmi toutes ces lueurs qui brillent</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Vous êtes mes ailes et grâce à vous, je continue d'écrire !</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Merci aussi à mes nouveaux abonnés,<br />Qui découvrent ce lieu de sérénité ...<br /><br />Par la magie, les messages sont en vie !<br />Laissez les entrer dans vos cœurs telle une symphonie<br /><br />Je suis tellement touchée de voir mes billets voltigeurs<br />Voyager sans frontière comme voyage la lumière<br />Et de leur sensibilité, effleurer vos cœurs !</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Ami(e)s, frères et sœurs<br />De tous les horizons<br />Poursuivons cette mission<br />En bons passeurs</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">D'âmes de lumière</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Je vous souhaite tout le meilleur<br />Inspiré de l' UNIS VERS</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><p><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div><span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKShwd_AjwVsgo5ahdS0Gq-7Nlfd3YAi8_iSnt_pyFofBCvbgubtxj08MmGXFuJ6fowjXlfpS2Cd8tATd8kyXWzyuiHT2Wv2lpLhtlrKO-LYCXLkmVLgDOpU_i1HktwlbfXhdJr9M1sqKQ6wYHKsrfzsnsWK9JKVSAmgTcD8XNDVcNALSEcI5XgpuEPOFP/s736/be4038125413b959143c9ca6ef695fd0.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-size: large;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2024</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span><br /><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;">DPP
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text-align: left;">✑</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Pluie, pavé, rue, sombre, peur, suivre.</span></span><br /></span><span style="box-sizing: content-box;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u>Sujet 2</u> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="color: #0a0a0a; font-size: xx-large;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Ahuri, masque, air, voir, discerner, soulager.</span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 3</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">U</span><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">n texte avec au moins 5 mots commençant par " <u>P</u> " </span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 4</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span>Un texte avec des mots contenant le son ""</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span style="color: #e06666;">oute</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span>""</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bxceFKufQiKN0e6V_1-jKgyrkbj3tRqDRGY8YMXEGWtKhZ2jgfhVgikQHi8TzdG0MIevsGn18Hq-JS9m4FGGhKDalBFywmcEu30nlEds62JJ-bZBJGcJLwe-s1Py-m30KUyO2H0qWMRVranKs-KYwqnJuVmlPvziLw22P8qJYWMJecaKXG0IzGkiGodj/s748/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202023-10-13%20162249.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="476" data-original-width="748" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bxceFKufQiKN0e6V_1-jKgyrkbj3tRqDRGY8YMXEGWtKhZ2jgfhVgikQHi8TzdG0MIevsGn18Hq-JS9m4FGGhKDalBFywmcEu30nlEds62JJ-bZBJGcJLwe-s1Py-m30KUyO2H0qWMRVranKs-KYwqnJuVmlPvziLw22P8qJYWMJecaKXG0IzGkiGodj/w438-h279/Capture%20d'%C3%A9cran%202023-10-13%20162249.png" width="438" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Connaissez-vous cette <span style="color: #ffa400;">sombre</span> <span style="color: #ffa400;">peur</span> qui vous hante, ce cauchemar indélébile qui revient chaque nuit et vous <span style="color: #cc0000;">envoûte</span> l'<span style="color: #6aa84f;">air</span> de rien ? Sans savoir le <u>P</u>ourquoi du comment, toujours à la même heure et toujours le même scénario ! Est-ce une <u>P</u>rémonition, un <u>P</u>ressentiment ou un sortilège ?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Je me souviens qu'à une époque je faisais toujours le même songe... </span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Dans ce rêve, je me réveillais dans une cave sombre et quelque chose me retenait, une force inconnue que je ne pouvais </span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Playball;">discerner</span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> ... Il y faisait tellement noir, que je ne pouvais rien </span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Playball;">voir</span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> ... Un sentiment oppressant s'emparait de moi, j'étais totalement dépossédée de mes moyens, ne sachant plus quoi faire, une situation que je ne connais que trop bien !</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><br /></span></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Je me débattais tellement qu'à force je me suis retrouvée dans la <span style="color: #ffa400;">rue</span>, complètement <span style="color: #6aa84f;">ahurie</span> d'être passée de la cave sur le <span style="color: #ffa400;">pavé, </span>comme si j'avais été téléportée ! La <span style="color: #ffa400;">pluie</span> tombait finement et j'étais complètement transie de froid et de peur ... </span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Mais le </span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Playball;">doute</span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> m'envahit, une forme sombre et lugubre continuait de me </span><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: Playball;">suivre</span><span style="font-family: Playball;">, impossible de visionner son masque, c'était un spectre étrange qui avait décidé de me </span><u style="font-family: Playball;">P</u><span style="font-family: Playball;">oursuivre quelle que soit ma </span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Playball;">route</span><span style="font-family: Playball;"> !</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: xx-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Alors je me suis mise à crier de <span style="color: #cc0000;">toutes</span> mes forces ! Je ne sais pas si vous avez déjà essayé de crier dans vos rêves, mais aucun son ne sort ! Alors j'ai recommencé car je savais <u>P</u>ertinemment que je rêvais ...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">C'est alors que j'ai entendu une voix me dire ; "<span style="color: #cc0000;">Ecoute</span>, ce n'est qu'un cauchemar ma chérie, réveille-toi !" Et en ouvrant les yeux, j'ai vu mon mari qui souriait, j'étais soulagée qu'il m'ait sorti de cet enfer car ce n'était pas la première fois que je faisais ce mauvais rêve ! Je me suis longtemps posée la question, ai-je fait l'objet d'un envoûtement ?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Car ces tourments, ces angoisses ont duré plusieurs mois mais peut-être étaient-ils tout simplement liés à la situation que je vivais à ce moment-là ! Et que ces cauchemars m'ont finalement aidé à prendre conscience qu'il était temps d'agir ... </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ces mauvais rêves sont là pour attirer notre attention sur des évènements qui sont entrain de se passer et pour lesquels nous devrions avoir plus d'attention, sur un stress qui nous ronge et pour lequel il est temps de mettre un frein ! </span></span></p><div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023<br /></span><span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">Texte protégé</span><br /><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;">DPP
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Ainsi, une personne ayant vécu un traumatisme, comme une agression sexuelle peut revivre ce moment maintes et maintes fois à travers ses rêves. Les cauchemars peuvent aussi être issus d’une situation à laquelle un individu a volontairement choisi de ne pas prêter attention. L’inconscient de cette personne fait revivre ledit événement lors du sommeil. Le cauchemar peut ainsi mettre en lumière un problème qui suscite plus d’angoisses et d’inquiétudes que l’individu qui en rêve ne peut le croire.</span></div><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bien que les techniques pour mettre fin aux cauchemars répétés ne soient pas infaillibles, elles existent bel et bien. Les thérapeutes en recommandent principalement deux : le rêve lucide et la technique de l’imagerie répétée.</div></span>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-12822220679931568142023-12-26T02:19:00.000+01:002023-12-26T02:19:29.171+01:00*L'étincelle de Noël*<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaezKQxC446WmPhl6KzFgS3xVeRnkWpZ4OnsB6rJAh13k7vNWpRYoMRVSFsHDdkoxkniIUkwvl335dG_ZL20Gdev8nzPlVW3C-qucAncNqlxz8wXq8fGFtm7WF-93OsZObKb3akGN6meJDBMlwHAfO2j41ZoGJv_5HV9Qnuil3BNYlaJoqcSVSf36H3XUC/s846/a6c530e8a81ef71b818a620ce033ee92.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaezKQxC446WmPhl6KzFgS3xVeRnkWpZ4OnsB6rJAh13k7vNWpRYoMRVSFsHDdkoxkniIUkwvl335dG_ZL20Gdev8nzPlVW3C-qucAncNqlxz8wXq8fGFtm7WF-93OsZObKb3akGN6meJDBMlwHAfO2j41ZoGJv_5HV9Qnuil3BNYlaJoqcSVSf36H3XUC/w327-h491/a6c530e8a81ef71b818a620ce033ee92.jpg" width="327" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Peu importe la magie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Qui viendra dans ton nid</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Que ce soit à midi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Ou encore à minuit<br />⚝<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">D'un rayon de soleil<br />A l'aube providentielle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Aux étoiles filantes<br />Vœux qui nous enchantent</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Souviens-toi de l'enfant<br />Qui veillait le Père Noël<br />Il est toujours présent<br />Au fond de toi, il sommeille</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Rappelle-toi tous ces chants<br />Bercés de chaleur<br />Qui animaient profondément<br />Ton âme et ton cœur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Et du sapin merveilleux<br />Qui garnissait l'entrée<br />Les yeux si lumineux<br />Des enfants près de la cheminée</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Quand sonne le carillon<br />De ces moments de joie<br />La neige couvre l'horizon<br />Du passé qui s'en va</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Mais l'étincelle de Noël<br />Ravive la magie<br />Car elle demeure éternelle<br />Dans l'ombre de la vie !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</div><div style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">© Elea Laureen</span><br /><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Tous droits réservés</span><br /><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">DPP
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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="313" data-original-width="236" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiynGGH3Gmxg1iZUWz3yatW-LTTJUSXXfaoE7TMcqucIYM6ofmjs9Ei1WaSOgViPRkmFbWKltIk21UU723GMXUmfJnUsl2u2yThChPljbcZy8ym3vcJuF8CVB7A7pFCMvSp2A8hxkD5EXO4Np49Q0ikmVib9MIWO62jCF6C-EIeRr2aUnTF5AaEu1g7UEBF/w332-h440/6843440ad8dd1656db9d01381ad4bcec.jpg" width="332" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Il était une fois, au fin fond d'un bois<br />Une fleur fragile qui avait pris exil<br />A l'ombre d'un immense tilleul<br />Pour se sentir moins seule<br /></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">⛦<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Un soir un peu spécial, la petite Stella dévoile<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Cette fleur impériale sous la lune ancestrale<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Phosphorescente alors, elle sème son trésor<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Comme un vœu qu'elle honore en ce généreux décor<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">⛦</span><br /></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">Des milliers de lucioles colorent alors chaque corolle<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">D'or et de lumière dans une douce atmosphère<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Bénie de ces prières venues de l'univers<br /></span><span style="font-family: Playball;">Et le tilleul délivre enfin son parfum sous Eole</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;">✑</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Direct, info, propos, nouvelle, erreur, filtrer.</span></span><br /></span><span style="box-sizing: content-box;"><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><strike><span style="font-size: large;">Sujet 2 <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="color: #0a0a0a; font-size: xx-large;"> </span></strike></span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 25px; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><strike>Bafouille, fripouille, arsouille, nouille, chatouille, brouille.</strike></span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 3</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">U</span><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">n texte avec au moins 5 mots commençant par " <u>R</u> " </span><br /></span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 4</span><span style="font-family: Cookie;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span>Un texte avec des mots contenant le son ""</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;">ime</span><span style="color: #0a0a0a;"> </span><span>""<br /><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large; text-decoration-line: underline;">Sujet 5</span><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Oregano;">✑ Ressenti sur image</span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKpCUCVpcWcGgNEVDaJLTQLVe7Y8dTxbuf866NT0FDFtwCZpvTeuuFBgjSxJMOJnjQxXwB2hRjRSqwUx2ADX0ooiW0HgTdozOONcGJ_PcNCyev0rghOISF_oJUYles4uFOw07w1iQ7b0d8azR3Di9gb6OxySv0oyIj6Ojufw4W00GOCWjuVFaQ_GrHs-r/s500/vWCVgYdkvOW7RBDaoxgVzxmDTS8.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="281" data-original-width="500" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKpCUCVpcWcGgNEVDaJLTQLVe7Y8dTxbuf866NT0FDFtwCZpvTeuuFBgjSxJMOJnjQxXwB2hRjRSqwUx2ADX0ooiW0HgTdozOONcGJ_PcNCyev0rghOISF_oJUYles4uFOw07w1iQ7b0d8azR3Di9gb6OxySv0oyIj6Ojufw4W00GOCWjuVFaQ_GrHs-r/w438-h246/vWCVgYdkvOW7RBDaoxgVzxmDTS8.gif" width="438" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ô la bonne <span style="color: #ffa400;">nouvelle</span> !</span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pas d'<span style="color: #ffa400;">erreur</span>, elle chante la <u>R</u>ivière</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sous l'aurore aquarelle</div><div style="text-align: center;">Qui <span style="color: #ffa400;">filtre</span> l'apaisante lumière</div></span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cet <span style="color: #674ea7;">ultime</span> été indien<br /><span style="color: #674ea7;">Frime</span> entre couleurs et soleil<br />Perlant de <u>R</u>osée dans un va-et-vient<br />Parfumé de ces bourgeons originels<br /><br />Au souffle léger d'une flanelle<br />Incandescente et fraiche, fort à <span style="color: #ffa400;">propos<br /></span>Quand l'automne pêle-mêle<br />Annoncé <span style="color: #ffa400;">direct</span> en septembre aux <span style="color: #ffa400;">infos</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Tarde en <span style="color: #674ea7;">prime</span> et se fait désirer<br /><u>R</u>affinement d'une saison qui s'étiole<br />D'un <u>R</u>ai-de-cœur <span style="color: #674ea7;">sérénissime</span> d'Eole<br />L'hiver sans prévenir étendra son duvet<br />Mais gardons la <span style="color: #674ea7;">déprime</span> frivole<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">☙⚝❧</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023<br />Texte protégé</span></div><p><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><a href="http://atelier-ecriture-de-ghislaine.eklablog.com/atelier-226-a214890173" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="120" data-original-width="280" height="120" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgi7-9L9Z4_GO1QB_mkB-jc6kKD1uVJytKkgp-kMVsGKWxzZstv2WbArcjuB4eL4iTnyFJ4uF_2URnwyFZVWfFVHGDqD-Bj_fgGnsANzziRR0TzpYm8_MQXoL6uKO9Mveo2lP6hToidTI0BnCK-6z5oG6tGtmEuCMEsALwZlIpMwRlV-3nUJYyTdxPRyb/s1600/Ateliers%20Ghislaine.jpg" width="280" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Playball;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Cliquez sur le logo pour participer</span></div></span><p></p>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1242316265243841100.post-76132791067352376852023-12-16T23:23:00.005+01:002023-12-16T23:23:52.691+01:00Douleur, Ô ma douleur !<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;"> Défi du Jour</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400; font-family: "Kaushan Script"; font-size: large;">Au-delà des Mots - Défi 26</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbEoSIQmcRJA4ufW6eJ9WPIu4-bBRaBaZSx3eKlEYjH7FbTZINAF4rr_OMPUSJBhPdVz59ou_lUxXnWs6dpger_jIp0Kr9RzOjYYCidnbyShYx3HShGUObnDwd38RnMu2nyIORKGz93rak0CDRjHuVyNqQguTPLf-wwjo_tk7fbSKBGqrGpmIPtqq2YDv/s846/7cf08347f1d96be2aeb62e795e978d01.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="593" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbEoSIQmcRJA4ufW6eJ9WPIu4-bBRaBaZSx3eKlEYjH7FbTZINAF4rr_OMPUSJBhPdVz59ou_lUxXnWs6dpger_jIp0Kr9RzOjYYCidnbyShYx3HShGUObnDwd38RnMu2nyIORKGz93rak0CDRjHuVyNqQguTPLf-wwjo_tk7fbSKBGqrGpmIPtqq2YDv/w394-h593/7cf08347f1d96be2aeb62e795e978d01.jpg" width="394" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><u>Voici les dix mots : </u></span><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;">Terrifiant, vérité, secret, noir, découvrir, plaies, cœur, vie, guérir, ensemble.</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Vous êtes-vous déjà demandé<br />Pourquoi la <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">vie</span></u> est si cruelle<br />Et dans l'ombre de vos pensées<br />Pourquoi vos peurs et vos <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">plaies</span></u><br />Vous sont-elles infligées ?<br />⚝<br />Pourquoi la vie est si cruelle<br />Sur ce chemin existentiel<br />Si <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">terrifiant</span></u> soit le <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">secret</span></u><br />Au chandelier de la résilience<br />Brûlent les souffrances !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Accrochées corps à <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">cœur</span></u><br />Fils barbelés, liens serrés<br />Qui déchirent l'être sans paraître<br />Au trou <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">noir</span></u> d'un spectre<br />Qui n'a rien demandé !<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝<br />Mais l'âme en <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">vérité</span></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">Résiste au plus fort de la tempête<br />Et dans cette lumière intérieure<br />L'on <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">découvre</span></u> le meilleur<br />Au halo de notre ascendance discrète</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">⚝</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: x-large;">C'est en acceptant cette pure évidence<br />Que nous pourrons <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">guérir</span></u> <u><span style="color: #ffa400;">ensemble</span></u></span><br /><br /><p style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Playball;">☙⚝❧</span></span></p><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">© Elea Laureen, 2023</span></div><div style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Texte protégé</span></div><div><span><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;">DPP
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douleur marque l'éclatement de la coquille qui enferme la compréhension.<br />
Comme le noyau du fruit doit s'ouvrir pour que son cœur paraisse au soleil,<br />
tu dois connaitre la douleur. »</span></span></i></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><i style="font-family: "Kaushan Script"; font-size: x-large;"><br /></i><span style="font-family: Macondo Swash Caps; font-size: medium;">
Khalil Gibran</span></span></span></p></span></div></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://imaginetavie.eklablog.com/la-verite-supreme-a214890737" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="248" data-original-width="290" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfuJNc3dn6cGHRY8o-2lM-CpIuINWMDilitWPvypywjimn_otrYuDHr9_0zLzGAj-ZQjQySsVeW99OiaH4EE6glc7BE6oNZWqPwsLz-NdILLP4YFZPqw42z4rOBhzrJCD-6J_Jy1i1iApJ-WyBd5OzfEjHuad9yc2F5aRAttwbvn-aAUhPcg86Vu5BMNql/w249-h213/Un%20pas%20vers%20les%20mots.jpg" width="249" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Playball; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pour participer, cliquez sur le logo</div></span></div></div><span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: x-large;"><a name='more'></a></span><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Les blessures émotionnelles dont nous souffrons dans l'enfance peuvent se prolonger tout au long de la vie, même à l'âge adulte. C'est pourquoi nous devons apprendre à nous désintoxiquer de toutes ces émotions, à apprendre à gérer les émotions de manière saine et complète.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Un traumatisme psychologique est défini comme un événement qui cause la fragilité, l'impuissance et la douleur, voire la maladie, et qui modifie la vie psychique d'un individu.</span></div></span><div><div><ol style="text-align: left;"><li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">L'événement traumatisant qui compromet sa propre sécurité ou met sa survie en danger. Ce type d'événement est lié aux événements dans lesquels la personne se trouve dans un moment qui a mis sa vie en danger.</span></li><li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Les abus physiques et psychologiques qui, même s'ils ne se sont pas transformés en véritables menaces pour sa survie, peuvent nuire gravement à l'estime de soi et à la confiance envers le monde extérieur.</span></li><li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Le micro-traumatisme : il n'y a pas seulement de grands événements qui peuvent causer un traumatisme, mais aussi une série de petits traumatismes ou d'événements stressants qui se succèdent, peuvent provoquer les mêmes symptômes d'un événement catastrophique.</span></li><li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Les traumas émotionnels : au cours de notre vie, nous sommes tous soumis à des traumatismes émotionnels petits ou grands, qui dans de nombreux cas se résolvent d'eux-mêmes, tandis que dans d'autres, laissent des blessures profondes. Dans tous les cas, cependant, il est essentiel de traiter et de surmonter le traumatisme et non de le réprimer.</span></li><li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Rochester; font-size: large;">Les traumatismes et les blessures émotionnelles dans l'enfance font partie de la colonne vertébrale de nos émotions à l'âge adulte. Pour comprendre leur fonctionnement, on peut les comparer à une plante maltraitée alors qu'elle venait de germer : les séquelles de ces mauvais traitements resteront sur la plante, ses feuilles et ses racines, pendant toute sa vie.</span></li></ol><span style="font-family: Cookie; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Source ; https://www.psychologue.net/</div></span></div></div>Elea Laureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128788876933598596noreply@blogger.com0Belgique50.503887 4.46993622.193653163821153 -30.686314 78.814120836178844 39.626186