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THE BREEZE OF THE GREAT SILENCE: A RETREAT IN ITALY DEVOTED TO THE PRAYER OF THE HEARTH AND OF THE BODY

November 17th, 2017|0 Comments

Retraite avec Claudie Chlasta et Martino Nicoletti Toscane et Ombrie 22-27 avril 2018 L’ÂME et le CORPS réunis dans un lieu magique : le cœur   [...]

WORKSHOP OF “BUTOH-THERAPY”

November 12th, 2017|0 Comments

Conduit par le Dr Martino Nicoletti (PhD en Anthropologie de l’Himalaya, Italie et PhD en multimedia arts, UK) Région Parisienne 14 janvier 2018   Le Butô [...]

WORKSHOP OF DYNAMIC BODY AWARENESS IN SWITZERLAND: “LEARNING MEDITATION IN MOUVEMENT” (26/11/’17)

October 8th, 2017|0 Comments

L’atelier La méditation est une pratique de plus en plus répandue et utilisée à travers le monde entier. Il est toutefois vrai que pour une [...]

A new article by Martino Nicoletti in the magazine Inexploré : « Soigner son âme et celle des défunts »)

September 28th, 2017|0 Comments

Durant ces dernières années, parmi les différentes méthodes qui sont nées en prenant en partie inspiration du système de base des constellations traditionnelles, une [...]

To be reconnected to our body so as to immerse ourselves in the infinite Source of our true earthly existence.

 

“… Water really keeps many memories, Nina. Fluid, elusive memories. Memories that become voices for those who is able to become like the ocean”.

From: Anime di sabbia (Souls of Sand)

 

 

…Distant worlds, evoked only through the instruments of disappearance and of absence. Universes in suspension, interpreted through a powerful visual primitivism.

“I learn, I slowly learn: every instant is a journey. Every instant is a journey: a matter of eye, a matter of flesh. I learn, I slowly learn: all that is not abandonment is just superstition. To let everything fall from the hands. To become absents. To make yourself transparent. To make yourself a bottle, a bottle even without the glass. To let yourself entirely invaded by the universe. Crystal. Light. Light only. I travel again: I’m naked, I’m empty. I am free…

 

From: Cantare tra le mani (Singing in your Hands)

 

 

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