A letter to Mother Maui

Dear Mother Maui,

I heard your call with the ocean and I came to you.

I came with for only baggage my faith.

I was lost and you took care of me.

With your two volcanoes as my guardians I was feeling safe.

Under your guidance I was able to look for the lost pieces.

Through your beauty you got me in touch with my inner gem.

Through your peaceful energy you got me in touch with my inner wisdom.

You showed me my strength and my weakness.

Slowly you lead me toward my true nature.

And I know that if I am true to my heart you will never let me down.

Mahalo Maui.

A letter to a Beloved

Dear Beloved,

I am so deeply in love with you.

As I wake up, my first smile is for you.

You are already in my heart as you never left it.

Holding the rising sun in my palms, I am offering all the light so that your life will never be dark.

I will be the river whenever you need water so that you will never be thirsty.

I will be the seed whenever you need food so that you will never be hungry.

I will be the roof on rainy days and I will be the shade on sunny days.

And if I have to be a warrior to protect you I will fight and fulfill my duty for you to live.

You are a gift from life and I will always honor it, giving it eternal love.

Om Shanti.

Letter to Mr. Doubt

Dear Mr Doubt,

You know what?

I am not going to listen to you anymore.

I mean I will say "hi" to you because you are like an old friend now, but then I will let you go.

I know that your attentions were good,

that you just wanted to protect me from suffering.

But at the end you cut me from any creativity, life force and faith.

Today my faith is big and maybe big enough to welcome you, smile at you and move on.

You are like the fog, making me forget how blue the sky can be, how sweet life can be.

My inner light was too weak to burn you and wherever I was going there was fog.

But today my sun is shinning and as soon as you touch it you get happily dissolved.

And this sun is the light of faith.

It was a great pleasure to meet you Mr. Doubt but our time is over.

Om Shanti.

Letter to Lady Boat

Dear Boat,

I don't know if I will ever see you again but I will never forget what we shared.
I will never forget your smell, your warmth, the sweetness of your shapes.

My dear Lady, you are so graceful, generous.
You opened your heart to me, you let me melt with you, you listened to me. You talked to me.
I could feel your sweet soul.

I hugged you, you took me in your arms. You received me and found the word to soothe my heart.
We rested together in peace and bound forever.
Now we share this secret connection. I have some of you in me as you have some of me in you.

Forever linked by the blue.


Om Shanti.

Letter to France,

Dear France,

You are my birthplace,

I've got some of you in me.

But coming back to your land,

I don't feel at home.

You are beautiful,

You are strong,

You hold many battle and victory,

But it seems foreign to me.

I don't recognize your people.

I don't recognize your waters.

I don't recognize your ground.

I don't recognize your sky.

Am I from here? Is it real? Is it a dream?

Om Shanti.

A letter to the Weather

Dear Weather,

So full of surprise, mystery.

So unpredictable.

We try to catch you, master you.

We draw curves, we put you into tabs, charts and statistics.

We reduce you to numbers and probability.

But at the end you are the one who choose.

Either we go with your flow or we fight you.

Either we take your manifestations as a gift or as a threat.

But I know that the happy man will be the one who will be free of any idea, anticipation.

The one who will be able to see equally a drop of rain or a sun beam.

The one who will be able to welcome you as you come and enjoy any opportunity for renewal.

Om Shanti.

A letter to California

Dear California,

When I met you it was love at first sight.

You welcomed me with open arms.

You took me under your wings.

You cherished me, you nourished me.

You soothed my heart to slowly allow me to get in touch with it.

Through the beauty of life you shared with me,

you brought me back to a deep connection with mother Earth.

You showed me the divine in all creation.

Dear California, wherever I go in the future you will stay in my heart for ever.

You are my mother land.

I am your forever child.

Om Shanti.

A letter to Life

Dear Life,

Every morning holds your treasure, your beauty.

Either in a moon crescent, a star, a cloud, the sound of the crushing waves, the salty sea smell, a chirping bird, the wet ground, a sunrise, the color of dawn, the lights of an awaking city, a raccoon crossing a street... all of this is what make you so precious.

And I know this is what I have to take in my heart, hold tight and carry all day long. Nothing else matter.

Gazing at a fading moon as the sun rise I am moved to tears. This is so beautiful. I realize that even if in a few hours and maybe a few minutes I don't see the moon anymore, I know it is still there. Everything is still there because I am alive and I carry the whole world in me.

Om Shanti.

A letter to the Mornings

Dear early mornings, sweet mornings, lovely mornings.

There is not a day that you are not offering us one of the precious gift of life.

Either in the song of the birds, the color of a sunrise, the smell of the wet ground, this is bliss.

Still carrying our dream from the night, you bring the promise of a beautiful day.

Between the night and the day, you are a messenger of life as the nature awakes.

You take us from the darkness to the light, from unconsciousness to awareness.

Every day it is with a smile I welcome you and vow to live fully every moment of this new day you give me.

Om Shanti.

A letter to Ms Apple

Dear Apple,

Everything you have to give us is sweetness.

You know how to touch and fill with wonder all of my senses.

Your generosity is your gift.

In your smell I still can see the flower that you were once upon a time.

Your bright colors are there to remind me the sweetness of the autumn days.

But it is when I am about to taste you that a river of pleasure is about to flow.

When with a first bite I penetrate your skin.

When I can hear your flesh cracking under my teeth.

When I can finally taste the sweet flavor of your juice but still with a touch of the bitter of your skin.

Bite after bite you carry me away in some beautiful meadow where everything is love.

Om Shanti.

A letter to the New Year

Dear Year 2010,

I've heard so much hope placing on you. You have a big responsability!

You are the one who is supposed to heal, to care, to make people happy.

The world was waiting for you and here you are, following your Year sisters.

Will you be good to us?

But I know your secret dear Year 2010! You are just our own creation.

We are the artist that give shape and color to your existence.

You carry our mistake and success, our sadness and joy.

My hope is that we will be good to you. That there will be enough love, wisdom and peace in the world to make you shine and light the following years.

Om Shanti.