I am in a hotel room in Quebec City. I am giving a workshop tomorrow morning. I don’t like being alone in a hotel room. For me, it feels like a gap of existence. I am away from people I am attached to, and I am not yet with people that give meaning to my […]

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New York Outside of Montreal and Quebec City, New York and Paris are the two towns I have been in most often in my life. I am actually (Saturday) in New York with my friend Jean-Pierre. Yesterday night, as we were walking through Times Square, the lighting impressed Jean-Pierre. Times Square is like a huge […]

The feeling of existence  How do we know that we exist and why do so many of us put much effort in order to reassure ourselves about it? First, these questions appear pointless to many, but it wasn’t my case. I spent a significant part of my life trying to sort out who was right […]

4:37, November 2, 2013 – I wake up with a strong feeling which takes a form, I need to write. We never know with certainty why we are doing something. We can only make stories about it; most often we believe them. But this time my story is pretty much convincing to me. Yesterday, I […]