What is Yoga?
Born in India thousand years ago, this discipline was codified for the first time by that the one we consider as the father of traditional yoga, Patamjli, at the beginning of the Christian era.
Sep
27
The political and constitutional crisis that developed after last June’s parliamentary elections is now officially the longest period that a government has failed to be formed in Belgium’s history. To date, the main political parties have not been able to reach agreement on forming a coalition administration.
On 7 November, the crisis was enhanced by a vote in the Federal Chamber’s Commission of Internal Affairs, when Flemish-community MPs used, for the first time in history, their majority to force a decision onto the French-speaking community. With only one Flemish MP abstaining (a Brussels MP for the Green Party) the Commission voted in favour of splitting the electoral and legal district of Brussels-Halle-Vilvoorde (BHV). This is highly symbolic, as BHV is the only mixed Flemish-Francophone district and a split would mean that French speakers living in Halle-Vilvoorde lose their language facilities (e.g. getting official documents in French). Also, it would no longer be possible for them to vote for the French speaking parties participating in Brussels’ political life. The French speaking community has now used one of the defence mechanisms granted by the Constitution, the “conflict of interest”, to force a new round of negotiations on all language communities, and to block every decision on the issue for 60 days, during which such negotiations have to take place. Read the rest of this entry »
Sep
26
Hi there!
Here are the lyrics of the song I’m used to listen to just before to fall asleep.
Ben Harper’s songs are my lullabies… sweet dreams.
Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon, cause I don’t want to go alone,
I don’t want to go alone.
Now angel won’t you come by me.
Angel hear my plea.
Take my hand, lift me up so that I can fly with thee,
so that I can fly with thee.
And I’m waiting on an angel.
And I know it won’t be long to find myself a resting place in my angel’s arms,
in my angel’s arms.
So speak kind to a stranger, cause you’ll never know, it just might be an angel come,
Oh- knockin’ at your door, Oh- knockin’ at your door.
And I’m waiting on an angel.
And I know it won’t be long to find myself a resting place in my angel’s arms,
Oh- in my angel’s arms.
Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon, cause I don’t want to go alone,
I don’t want to go alone,
don’t want to go,
I don’t want to go alone.
Sep
25
Hi There!
I first would like to thank Elisabeth and her father for the nice pictures sent a few days ago.
Everything is fine here, like always. We are waiting for the October party.
Since 2 days, there has been more kids in the hotel.
I am still mostly in lansport, enjoying my time playing beachvoleyball twice a day.
Anna spends her time in the Mini Club and Revaz, like always, runs from one side of the hotel to another and does everything.
39 days left before the end of the season. We’ll anyway be glad to enjoy the winter in our home sweet home.
I don’t really count the days left… just sometimes…. because I think about this nice rice pie I’d like to eat for months.
Enjoy the pics and see you here or there….