Sábado de creatividad y alegria

Nuestra vida en la ciudad tiene muchas cosas buenas: los amigos, la cultura, la participación, las fiestas...pero quizá sientas a veces que ha pasado el otoño, o la primavera sin que apenas te dieras cuenta. Ahí fuera, sin embargo, la vida palpita.

Date un respiro fuera de la ciudad, donde los árboles, los animales, los frutos y los pájaros viven, crecen, anidan, y sal al aire libre.

En el taller de la naturaleza compartes tu creatividad con los demás y también la compartes con animales, piedras y plantas.. Pintar, construir y transformar los objetos de la naturaleza te va a llevar a sentir lo que es más real: que eres parte de un cosmos vivo, en constante movimiento.

El próximo sábado 22 de noviembre  de 11h30 a 14h. en el Bosque de la Pousa

Fotografia :  el soto de la Pousa - Donatienne

Testimonio | Sanar a los que sanan

 El domingo 9 de noviembre ,
en el taller ''Sanar los que sanan ''

con Kiril Yurievich Yarjo
 info@osteopatia-biodinamica
 participaron 10 personas
en el espacio dedicado a la Arteterapia .

Pintaron sobre papel mojado.

Algunas acuarelas y los dibujos compartidos de  dos grupos,

(unidos después de un tiempo )
 se pueden apreciar en esas fotos.

Fotografia : Donatienne

The times they are a changin

Come gather around people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimming

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changing

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

And don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there's no telling who

That it's naming

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changing

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside

And it is raging

It'll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changing

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly aging

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend your hand

For the times they are a-changing

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fading

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changing

Bob Dylan - The times they are a-changing