Balade sonore « Refuge des souffles » par Floriane Pochon

You'll be on the lookout for a possible answer to a question, following in the footsteps we don't always pay attention to.

Here, marmots may well be dancing at the foot of the ramparts, while foxes may be humming mysterious tunes at the corner of the sky. In the middle of the day, you might hear the crickets start their nocturnal concert and the sheep philosophize in the alpine pastures. Can you tell the hawk's cry from that of a passer-by surprised by a butterfly?

With or without headphones, age-old stones create unique resonances when the wind blows their secrets. With or without a map, the peaks have a memory and remind you that within this immense mobile and immobile network that surrounds you, there's no need to pick up to vibrate.

Here, to the sound of these silent sentinels, will you be able to listen to these suspended horizons and survey the sky?

Rest assured, you're not really lost: all will be revealed in due course.

There's no itinerary to follow here, no perfect trajectory.

What will guide you are the signs of life, clues to help you invent the path with your feet, following your intuition.

Clues? but which ones? Will a feather falling from the sky make you slow down? Will time leaking into the gutter speed up? The twisting branch of a tree might invite you to turn one way or the other, or the yellow scent of roses to draw you closer, while a breeze pushes you against the current.

What will you choose to pay attention to? What calls your footsteps? What calls to you? Write it down in your mind.

Perhaps these clues will help you answer the big question: what does it mean to be alive? Or do they prompt other questions?