D'un sacré quotidien à un quotidien sacré
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Ongoing, First published Feb 12, 2018
Dans un monde ultra « connecté », rivé en permanence sur ses multiples écrans, on nous apprend à fonctionner et on oublie peu à peu à être et sentir la vie en nous et autour de nous, pour finir par s'oublier complètement. Il est tant pour nous de réapprendre à vivre et communiquer avec son être profond pour éviter de se faire happer par se tourbillon d'illusion qui ne fait que faire grandir le malaise de ne plus être, au profit d'un paraitre dérisoire et deshumanisant. Nul ne le fera à notre place, à travers des expériences ludiques et simple à mettre en pratique au quotidien, les différents chapitres de ce livre tirés d'expériences vécues nous amènent à se réapproprier notre monde personnel , et retrouver un esprit créatif permettant de donner de nouvelles couleurs à notre vie, loin des sentiers battus proposé par une société qui depuis le début nous a trompé sur la recette du « bonheur ». Ainsi un futur différent est possible peu importe les conditions dans lesquels nous sommes, tout est en nous. Alors ayons le courage d'enlever le masque qu'on nous a forcer de porter depuis notre plus jeune âge et mettons à profit cette vie précieuse pour s'aider et aider les autres à construire un monde différent aux multiples couleurs de l'arc en ciel de notre cœur.
Elie Boudhou
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