Earigami #6: Cliffs

Always on the edge and often perched, we wind up wandering at the top of a valleuse sculpted by time. Abrupt collapse or gentle erosion, the horizon creases along the cliffside and sows small pebbles at its feet to help you find your way around.

Littoral meaning that falls steeply and fairytail wind, for a high glide over the Côte d’Albâtre.

Just as a matter of never forgetting again the scent of the earth, the shimmering curls of the winds, the buoyant reflections of the flowing waters, the wisdom of the wild grasses, the patience of the clouds. Just as a matter of never forgetting the possible lines of flight on the ridges, the horizontal song of the sea, the powerful joy of thunderstorms, the scraps of the sky open between the branches. Just to remember, along the way, that everything is already there.

Simply, for that, Phaune Radio takes the time to make way: capturing the forces present and search for a dazzling opening of the horizon. Together, for even an instant, the space of a sound moment made of passages and folds, listening to what begins and what ends.

Earigami, every month, like a game, a ritual of multiplying dimensions and perspectives, tuning in every other end of the world, on the edges, at the fringes, in between, to get to know otherwise. So inside, out, in the present. Among others.

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