EMILIE PAYET
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Through Your Eyes
🕑 Added 2025-09-07 14:59:44 +0000 UTCI have traveled through this life without ever really finding the answer.
Had I asked myself the right question?
I always thought I didn't belong anywhere.
And yet I felt myself striving to find the right place.
I feel like I need to get away from the madding crowd.
The one whose misery is a plague that never ceases to grow.
I don’t blame it, but I can’t change it.
Not now, not alone at least.
We know we've got to do something because we feel it.
I might need some time away, I might need help in the end.
Help to build my ideas, help to build something that I can’t yet see.
Despite the lack of everything the big city has to offer.
My right place is not a still place where little happens.
Nor a quiet one.
If you turn the music off and listen carefully, you will see that another one will take its place carried by the wind.
A music so subtle, so complex that it anchors us to the Earth in full consciousness.
The right place may be this song that, even when the sky is filled with clouds, makes the sun appear behind our closed eyes.
Shining like a thousand suns without even burning.
It is a music that calls, in all serenity, the living to dance together.
Allowing the fortunate to see, things that only few can see.
A moment of pure grace, a divine spectacle.
The right place is where we elevate.
It is where we don’t have to explain forever to be understood.
It's a place where we have the opportunity to meet each other again.
For the first time,
Again.
A place that can make us feel to be disturbing and satisfying,
Confusing then overwhelming,
But obvious at the same time.
It is a place where I’m able to discover you who have found yourself,
A being like no other being, someone like no one else.
Who is now able to see clearly.
Who is now able to see me.
Allowing me to feel safe and strong,
Here.
Where I can now flourish forgetting that I was once threatened.
Where feelings speak the truth and make you feel alive.
Where nothing ever seems to fall short.
Where we are in no hurry to wait for a miracle.
This place is already a miracle.
It is where we can feel the change of an era towards which we must unload the baggage that prevents us from moving forward.
The layers that prevent others from seeing our true self.
And reward afterwards those who truly see us on the path to redemption with the most benevolent intentions.
It is where you go from being a stranger to knowing someone in depth.
It is where I feel the difference between what matters and what doesn’t.
Where the world feels different, more bearable, because Love precedes the Truth.
It is where I don’t feel my toxic habits taking over me.
It is where I feel it’s time to change.
Where I feel the need to not make the same mistakes again.
It is where time flies.
Not because we are daydreaming but on the contrary,
Because we are fully present in every second that passes.
The right place is where the sea kisses the sky,
Hiding out of decency behind the clouds,
Subtly revealing the ephemeral colors of the dawning twilight.
It is a place where I feel complete.
Where I intend to spend as much time as possible enjoying the present with “you”.
“You” who are here, near me.
The right place is not a lifeboat.
But it is where you ll always find someone who ll bring it to you if necessary.
The right place isn't where you forget the people you left behind.
It is where you feel grateful to have met them in your life.
The right place is where the unknown feels familiar.
Where you remember that one day the shape of a stranger's voice dived you deeply into a dream.
Where you finally see more than you could ever see.
It is a place where we recognize each other.
Where we don’t need to hide or feel guilty about who we are.
Where we are free to do what we want and not what is expected from us.
Where we don't need to bow down so as not to arouse fears around us.
Where we can be too much without being judged or hated.
It is where I find the faith to bury, to finally give away to the Earth my ties from the past in order to find back my once violated sacred space.
In the garden of living stones,
As the moon rises from the imposed darkness covered in blood,
She introduces me to the path of resilience in all its wisdom.
To change what I can and to accept what I cannot change,
Inviting me, through that gesture, to make peace with what has been done.
It is where I can see clearly even with my eyes closed.
Where my hands feel every particle of the ether that surrounds us and animates us from within.
Where I can paint the wind in thousands of colors.
Where I can feel the power of life that resides in Nature.
Where everything seems intense because it widens my perceptions.
It is the place where my inner light can ignite without burning,
So that the holy fire, once feared and wrongly held to be responsible for devastating
Can finally express itself to create and warm.
This fire that composes us both…
The right place is where, through your eyes, I can feel that you genuinely see me as I am.
Just as I am able to perceive the beauty of your soul.
It is said that home is where your heart is.
The right place should feel like home.
In the right place, true love waits.
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Series photographed by the very special Paul-Henri Pesquet in Brittany.
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Happy Full Moon in Pisces beautiful souls,
Forever thank you for your support <3
Comments
Jim Dougan
This is you shedding the veils of the past and connecting with the sea, sun, and sand ☀️✨
David Hocquet
You Beautiful Soul...
