L’envol from Magda Jamil on Vimeo.
L’envol = In Flight. Not exactly sure I landed on a concrete meaning here, but I was fully present from the early frames through to the end…loved it. All interpretations welcome.
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I can see that LouAnn
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Trust
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I can see that.
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Communion
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I would have not landed on this word but love it. Excellent. Had to look it up (the sharing or exchanging of intimate thoughts and feelings, esp. when the exchange is on a mental or spiritual level)
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Reblogged this on msamba.
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Thanks for sharing.
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The reminder that’s critically important to let your soul soar….. Have a beautiful day, Pal! 🙂
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Yes! You too Lori.
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Peace
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Ahhhhh, now I saw this at the ending.
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I was transfixed! I felt it could have been death followed by joyful rebirth in some afterlife, but then I felt it was more resonant as a depiction of the euphoria I feel when I come up with a story or character idea, something brand new and fresh, something that lifts me with the thrill of possibility. Thanks, David. Your blog is often the apex of my creative day.
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Me too Lynne (being transfixed). And like (very much) your interpretation. Appreciate your kind words. Dave
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Sure glad that plane is a one-seater. No way I would have wanted to be a passenger with a pilot who follows a seagull through the maze. Doesn’t he realize a seagull can get through a much smaller space than his plane? And also, he couldn’t even call for help. He has no mouth! (Fun video, David.)
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🙂 The plane is bendy. It can get through narrow passages!
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Well that explains it!
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To feel what it is to be a bird…birds are magical creatures to me. Their gift is their ability to be able to take flight and move so gracefully through the air. It always makes me sad to see caged birds because I feel that what is so special to them is being removed. How extraordinary a gift it must be to spread your wings and fly.
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Yes to all Carol…and you know how I feel about birds. When Birdie was with us, she was more out of her cage than in…
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I don’t remember Birdie…how long ago was that? But I have noticed your comments about your love for birds…I know what that is.
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Here’s the back story on Birdie: https://davidkanigan.com/2012/03/04/i-miss-birdie/
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I just read the story…and left a comment. Thank you my friend.
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I thought at first he was flying into rocks and then they became clouds; through, above, below, such joy in his curiosity, one with the birds, flying with feeling, not sight. Like Luke Skywalker, fighting with his saber. It was beautiful.
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Wow, love the observation. It was beautiful Carolann.
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David, love the video, take me home!
Frankie and I are in Rouyn Noranda. Blueberries and wild strawberries are in season. The landscape in Abitibi Temiscamingue is absolutely beautiful. Total Canada love here, reminds me of home.
Leena
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Hi Leena. I’ve never been to Rouyn Noranda. Sounds beautiful. “Total Canada Love” – love that. Enjoy your time! And “Take me Home” – Love it!
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WLS…
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So easy to draft behind Lori, the wonder that she is…
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