{"id":51828,"date":"2026-07-16T15:52:43","date_gmt":"2026-07-16T07:52:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kaikibu.com\/?p=51828"},"modified":"2026-07-17T16:32:44","modified_gmt":"2026-07-17T08:32:44","slug":"giving-color-to-the-day-from-movement-to-clarity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kaikibu.com\/en\/giving-color-to-the-day-from-movement-to-clarity\/","title":{"rendered":"Giving Colour to the Day: From Movement to Clarity"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

There are mornings when I lie on the floor for a somato-attentional awakening, and others when I take the time to watch the sunrise. Not simply\u2014for nothing is simple\u2014but with acuity, curiosity, and attention. Then come to me the singing of birds, the rustling of leaves, and, in the distance, the first whispers of the waking city. Everything is at once close and distant, silent and loud, familiar and foreign, luminous and dark, identical and different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

An idea emerges, one that might present itself as an obvious truth:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Are mornings not the mirrors reflecting the permanence of impermanence?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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It is the same for our thoughts, which also fluctuate with the ebb and flow of this perpetual movement. This impermanence, which is the very source of creativity and the shaping of new solutions, is sometimes\u2014and indeed often\u2014disrupted, shaken by persistent thoughts. The most stubborn among them are those we deem negative\u2014though I prefer the word uncomfortable. They mutate this beneficial state of non-permanence into a rigid, one-way state, a source of tension and discomfort.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I return my attention to my sensations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I begin to envision the colour I might give to this new day, asking myself these questions:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This morning, is my mind ripe for creation or, on the contrary, for tackling tedious tasks?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Am I in the mood to solve problems, or rather to let go?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Without rushing, I wait, and continue to feel and sense. Through the alternation of mindful movements and still pauses, bit by bit, a space of great clarity forms, allowing the answers to these questions to emerge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Physical sensations are like so many anchors, allowing new truths to surface.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Beyond abstract concepts, meditation, much like Awareness Through Movement\u00ae, is a tool. A tool I sometimes use to quiet my anxieties or my inner storms; but above all, as a compass to guide my choices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To admire the inconstancy of each sunrise, to take a few dozen minutes to feel and sense, is ultimately to decide upon the best possibilities of each new day. This meditative\u2014or somato-attentional\u2014practice then becomes a dynamic process, but even more so, an energising one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Original text in French<\/em><\/summary>\n

Donner sa couleur au jour : du mouvement \u00e0 la clart\u00e9<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

ll est des matins o\u00f9 je m\u2018allonge au sol pour un r\u00e9veil somato-attentionnel, et d’autres o\u00f9 je prends le temps d’observer le lever du soleil. Non pas simplement \u2014 car rien n’est simple \u2014, mais avec acuit\u00e9, curiosit\u00e9 et attention. Viennent \u00e0 moi alors le chant des oiseaux, le bruit des feuilles et, au loin, les premiers murmures de la ville qui s’\u00e9veille. Tout est \u00e0 la fois proche et distant, silencieux et bruyant, familier et \u00e9tranger, lumineux et obscur, identique et diff\u00e9rent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Une id\u00e9e appara\u00eet qui pourrait s\u2019imposer comme une \u00e9vidence :<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Les matins ne sont-ils pas les miroirs o\u00f9 se refl\u00e8te la permanence de l’impermanence ?<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Il en va de m\u00eame pour nos pens\u00e9es, qui fluctuent elles aussi au gr\u00e9 de ce mouvement perp\u00e9tuel. Cette impermanence qui est la ressource de la cr\u00e9ativit\u00e9 et de l\u2019\u00e9laboration de nouvelles solutions, est parfois, et m\u00eame souvent, d\u00e9rang\u00e9e, bouscul\u00e9e par des id\u00e9es persistantes, les plus tenaces \u00e9tant celles que l’on juge n\u00e9gatives \u2014 je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re le mot inconfortables. Elles font alors muter cet \u00e9tat b\u00e9n\u00e9fique de non-permanence en un \u00e9tat unidirectionnel et fig\u00e9, source de tensions et d\u2019inconforts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Je repose mon attention sur mes sensations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Et je commence \u00e0 envisager la couleur que je pourrais donner \u00e0 cette nouvelle journ\u00e9e, en me posant ces questions :<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ce matin, mon esprit est-il propice \u00e0 la cr\u00e9ation ou, au contraire, \u00e0 l’accomplissement de t\u00e2ches r\u00e9barbatives ?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suis-je d’humeur \u00e0 r\u00e9soudre des probl\u00e8mes ou plut\u00f4t \u00e0 l\u00e2cher prise ?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sans pr\u00e9cipitation, j\u2019attends et continue de sentir et ressentir. Au gr\u00e9 de l\u2019alternance de mouvements de pleine conscience et de pauses statiques, petit \u00e0 petit un espace de grande clart\u00e9 se forme, favorisant la survenue de r\u00e9ponses \u00e0 ces questions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Les sensations physiques sont comme autant de points d\u2019ancrage, pour laisser \u00e9merger de nouvelles v\u00e9rit\u00e9s.
Au-del\u00e0 de concepts abstraits, la m\u00e9ditation, tout comme la Prise de Conscience par le Mouvement\u00ae, est un outil. Un outil que j\u2019utilise parfois pour calmer mes angoisses ou mes temp\u00eates int\u00e9rieures ; mais surtout comme une boussole pour guider mes choix.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Admirer l’inconstance de chaque lever de soleil, prendre quelques dizaines de minutes pour sentir et ressentir, c\u2019est finalement d\u00e9cider des meilleures potentialit\u00e9s de chaque nouvelle journ\u00e9e.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

La pratique m\u00e9ditative, ou somato-attentionnelle devient alors un processus dynamique, mais plus encore, dynamisant.<\/p>\n<\/details>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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