Brigitte St-Martin auteure, praticienne en éveil corporel et ex-thérapeute

09/15/2025

Pourquoi se sentir coupable ? Prenons soin de nous 😇🦋

09/09/2025

Prendre le temps qu'il faut s'apaiser et peu à peu guérir le coeur et si possible le corps, l'âme 🌻🌈

09/08/2025

Tout à fait! 😇

08/23/2025

Dans la tourmente, concentrons-nous sur ce qui fait vibrer notre coeur 😇💜

Say Yes to Life

There are so many reasons
to fall in love with life,
the early morning hush as the day softly stirs,
the way your morning coffee warms your hands,
the quiet moments of joy that slip in unnoticed.

Even in shadows,
something glimmers,
a kindness remembered,
a lesson carried,
the steady rhythm of hope
beating within.

Focus on the good things;
let them grow brighter.
Fall in love with the small miracles,
the fleeting sparks,
and life will keep offering reasons
for you to say yes,
over and over again.

~ 'Say Yes to Life' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

08/04/2025

Revenir à son corps par la respiration, l'ancrage, le qi-gong, yoga, éveil corporel 🦋

💜 My therapist always said this. Come out of your head into your body. 💜

07/13/2025

Tout à fait cela! 🌞🌈

07/04/2025

On peut effectivement changer 🦋

You're not obligated to keep giving parts of yourself to people or situations that leave you drained. Just because you were once available, accommodating, or willing doesn’t mean you have to remain that way. You’re allowed to change, to set boundaries, to protect your energy—even if others don’t understand. Your peace isn’t something you need to justify.

You're not obligated to explain your healing, your choices, or your pace. Life isn’t a performance for others to approve of. It’s okay to move in silence, to take detours, to rest. You’re not here to be everything for everyone—you’re here to be real, to be whole, to be you. And that’s more than enough.

— Balt

06/23/2025

Accepter l'étape de la transition 🦋

06/11/2025

Quel bonheur d'offrir une session d'été en qi-gong adapté sur chaise et exercices doux! Respirer en profondeur, prendre conscience de son corps, faire des mouvements en pleine présence, bref que du bonheur. La cerise sur le sundae, avoir des participants sympathiques! ✨🦋

06/06/2025

Les épreuves nous changent en profondeur et un nouveau moi est appelé à émerger 😇

"You’ve changed." I hear that a lot lately, usually delivered with a hint of surprise, sometimes even disappointment. Like it's some kind of shock… as if grief, profound loss, searing pain, or deep trauma—as if even immense love—wasn't supposed to fundamentally alter who I am.

Of course I've changed. How could I not? I’ve walked through fire, navigated landscapes of devastation that few will ever see. I've buried laughter in suffocating silence and held hands with mere memories because the physical hands I used to hold are gone. My world cracked wide open, shattering into unrecognizable pieces, and I'm still, day by day, learning how to breathe in a space that constantly echoes with absence.

People say it like it's a flaw, like the old me was somehow better, easier, lighter. But they weren’t there in the nights that swallowed me whole, those hours of desperate loneliness and fear. They didn’t see what it took to crawl out of that darkness again and again—or what precious pieces of me I had to leave behind, irrevocably, just to make it through another day.

No, I don’t laugh as loud anymore. I’m quieter now, more tired, carrying a weight that only I can feel. I look at the world differently, with a new depth of understanding and a keen awareness of its fragility. I value time more profoundly. I treasure small, fleeting moments that most people walk past without even noticing, dismissing them as ordinary. I’ve learned how to live with a constant hole in my heart, an ache that doesn’t go away, but I've also learned how to let love, new and old, grow in the cracks and fissures of that wound.

Yes, I’ve changed. And honestly, I’m not sorry for it.

Because this version of me—though worn and scarred, carrying visible marks of its journey—is real. It's authentic. I carry more compassion, more depth, more raw honesty. I don’t have time for shallow things anymore, for superficial conversations or meaningless interactions. I don’t fake smiles to make others comfortable, and I certainly don’t bend myself into who they remember me to be, contorting my soul to fit their outdated perception.

I am still here, resiliently present, just not the same person I once was. And maybe that’s okay. Maybe that’s how true survival looks sometimes—not in desperately trying to go back to who we were, but in courageously becoming someone new, stronger, and more real with the pieces that remain. This embrace of my authentic, transformed self, of my unfiltered emotions, is my victory.

05/29/2025

Tellement cela! Le silence m'apaise, la solitude me guérit 🦋✨

"Oui, je m’éloigne parfois.
Non pas parce que je rejette les autres, mais parce que je me vide à force de trop donner, trop écouter, trop absorber les bruits, les bavardages, les foules…

Je n’ai jamais fui la solitude : je l’ai choisie.
Elle n’est pas un repli, mais une préférence, un sanctuaire, un espace où je me recentre.

Je préfère être seule que mal entouré.
Je préfère le silence des présences vraies à la cacophonie des liens forcés.
Je ne cherche pas à me sentir supérieure, je cherche simplement ce qui vibre à mon rythme.
Nous ne résonnons pas tous sur les mêmes fréquences.
Et plus le temps passe, plus je me comprends, plus je distingue ce qui m’élève… et ce qui m’éteint.

Je n’ai pas besoin de l’agitation du monde pour me sentir vivante.
Le silence ne me pèse pas — il m’apaise.

Si j’ouvre ma porte, c’est que l’élan est sincère, que le moment est juste.
Souvent, ma paix intérieure, ma lucidité,
ma force tranquille,
Je les trouve dans la solitude.
Chez moi.
En marchant.
Au bord d’un chemin, dans le calme de la nature, loin du tumulte.

Je ne suis pas misanthrope.
Je suis un être sensible qui a appris à protéger son énergie.
J’aime les gens, sincèrement.
J’aime écouter, soutenir, tendre la main quand il le faut…
Mais une fois cela fait,
j’ai besoin de revenir à moi.

Alors, si certains se reconnaissent, qu’ils comprennent ceci :
Quand je choisis d’être avec quelqu’un, ce n’est jamais pour combler un vide.
C’est parce que je le désire profondément.

Ange FERINI.
Illustration Bettina Baldassari

05/17/2025

L'épuisement mental a un impact sur le corps qui lui aussi montre des signes de surcharge 😇

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