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Comme un Fairytale, Comme L'histoire Magique      A few months ago I I wrote about loss, and wondered what my window would bring. I was too busy anticipating rays of light, but what I didn't see coming is a Château of my own in France. Of course, the château didn't fit through the window, and despite the fact that I walked through it and around it.. walked its' multiple hectares of land on my feet and in borrowed wellies, stood under the massive wood beams of it's stables and barns, and ate apples, plums, and hazelnuts from its trees still isn't enough. It seems entirely wonderful to me, like a fairytale, only this one is not in a story book. I sat in a room with four lawyers telling me about my new possession, initialed hundreds of pages and signed a handful et voila -- My mind detached from the present personas of that room and flew back to the hallways and chambres of my little château, in my imagination changing colors and furniture, re-arranging objects and photos and soon enough, my mind crowded with visuals and smells and halted for a stop. Too soon, too soon.I would have to live in it, introduce myself to it slowly so it would introduce itself to me too and just trust the inspiration of the moment.. and for the time being just dwell on all the love I have for both my parents ♥      What I didn't know is that this little castle is located in the same region (& not too far away from) two of my favorite things: 1) The shooting location of my faaaaaaavorite movie of all time, Danse Avec Lui  , and.. 2) Château Royallieu, which was owned by Étienne Balsan, Coco Chanel's lover who bred the best horses in France ..and I only realized the this after the signature of ownership; it came to me as an amazing surprise that makes my heart tickle everytime I think of how often will I be visiting the Manoir where the movie was made.My first visit was a few days ago when I met the horse master Bernard Sachsé who trained the horses of the movie and was in complete awe (that is the understatement of the century, by the way) because seeing a disabled man mount al horse in all determination and ride it better than most people I've met is en fait the epitomy of horsemanship. Standing there before the manoir I had seen so many times watching the movie and going to sleep at night (for the past 5 years? lol) felt like I was in a dream, literally! We spent three hours on that property and his generous nature showed me just about every side of it: the arenas, the round pen, and even the photos from the making of the movie -all of it! And meeting the horse, Qalitative, the star of the movie - can you imagine how that felt? I had a near faint experience every 5 seconds lol -- & to extend the experience, I took lotsssss of pictures for you, and you can view them here I dream. I think. I do.. ..because I know dreams come true Lots of ♥ coming your way x Labels: Life Events, Pony Tales, Travel $16 in my moola box | link | email this post |
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