{"id":1478,"date":"2011-05-21T10:01:02","date_gmt":"2011-05-21T08:01:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/aclochepied.com\/blog\/?p=1478"},"modified":"2012-05-16T10:04:48","modified_gmt":"2012-05-16T08:04:48","slug":"equinoxe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/?p=1478","title":{"rendered":"Oct. 2011 EQUINOXE"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0<\/span><\/span>Equinoxe<\/strong><\/em>: premiers jours d’automne. Les enfants ont repris le chemin de l’\u00e9cole. Fra\u00eecheur du matin, chemin de feuilles<\/span>
\n\u00a0mortes,confitures de figues et de m\u00fbres,croassement du corbeau,cr\u00e9pitement du premier feu de chemin\u00e9e,chataignes grill\u00e9es,<\/span>
\n\u00a0m\u00e9lancolie d’une fin d’\u00e9t\u00e9….<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Equinoxe<\/strong><\/em>:<\/strong> le jour et la nuit, le visible et l’invisible sont en \u00e9quilibre. Ils ont le\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 m\u00eame poids.L’\u00e9quilibre est fragile,imperceptible.<\/span>
\n\u00a0Dans la balance de notre vie: deux plateaux comme deux mains tendues: je donne, je re\u00e7ois, je m’all\u00e8ge et je m’enracinne.<\/span>
\nLe fl\u00e9au n’est pas bien loin, il fait partie de la r\u00e8gle du jeu du je….Que la bastonnade soit douce\u00a0<\/span>!!<\/p>\n

\u00a0 Equinoxe<\/em><\/strong>: grandes mar\u00e9es! Dans l’oc\u00e9an de nos jours, flux et reflux, la vie est\u00a0 toujours en mouvement. La prise de risque est in\u00e9vitable.<\/span>
\n\u00a0 A nous de jouer, osons le vertige, perdons nos rep\u00e8res, nos petites habitudes, \u00e9merveillons nous de l’inconnu, de l’impr\u00e9visible !<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>\u00a0Equinoxe<\/em><\/strong>: A la lumi\u00e8re du soleil vivons pleinement nos peines et nos joies.<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A la lueur de la lune, go\u00fbtons aux myst\u00e8res de nos r\u00eaves…………….<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span>Marie-France Bel<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00ab\u00a0En automne,je r\u00e9coltai toutes mes peines et les enterrai dans mon jardin. Lorsqu’Avril refleurit et que la terre et le printemps c\u00e9l\u00e9br\u00e8rent leurs\u00a0noces mon jardin fut jonch\u00e9 de fleurs splendides et exceptionnelles.\u00a0\u00bb\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Khalil Gibran- Le sable et l’\u00e9cume.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u00a0 \u00a0Equinoxe: premiers jours d’automne. Les enfants ont repris le chemin de l’\u00e9cole. Fra\u00eecheur du matin, chemin de feuilles \u00a0mortes,confitures de figues et de m\u00fbres,croassement du corbeau,cr\u00e9pitement du premier feu de chemin\u00e9e,chataignes grill\u00e9es, \u00a0m\u00e9lancolie d’une fin d’\u00e9t\u00e9…. \u00a0Equinoxe: le jour … Continuer la lecture →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1478"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1478"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1737,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1478\/revisions\/1737"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aclochepied.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}