The Chronicles Panorama
May 26, 2007 by Yves Duteil
Yves writes each month in the magazine " Panorama "a chronicle:
"By the way ..."
Click on the titles below to access the chronic already published (requires 
Acrobat Reader ):
- October 2010: It's so fragile, happiness
- September 2010: Love is in us as a quest
- July / August 2010: Like a butterfly
- June 2010: Come on, share!
- May 2010: The Righteous we so need
- April 2010: Agree to be imperfect
- March 2010: Find our gold mines
- February 2010: If we rehabilitated the handshake?
- January 2010: Crossroads of possible
- December 2009: Create dream is highest
- November 2009: No digital code in Paradise!
- October 2009: Peace Correspondent
- September 2009: We are all scouts
- July / August 2009: The universe speaks in a whisper
- June 2009: The art is worth more than gold
- May 2009: The souls also talk
- April 2009: Where is the conscience asleep?
- March 2009: Do not disappoint us Mr. Obama
- February 2009: How to turn the page?
- January 2009: Freeze
- December 2008: Liberty, fragile treasure
- November 2008: Chinese Screen
- October 2008: Recharge
- September 2008: Dear Ingrid Betancourt ... (2)
- August 2008 Special Issue: The gift of not being immortal
- July / August 2008: Forgiveness
- June 2008: Women in secret
- May 2008: Tibet Medal of survival
- April 2008: Fears vital!
- March 2008: Sit, a simple gesture
- February 2008: Dear Ingrid Betancourt
- January 2008: Fingerprints of emotion
- December 2007: Speeding
- November 2007: The money we earn
- October 2007: What a fair price
- September 2007: The solitude, thirst for sharing
- July-August 2007: Clones and caring
- June 2007: salty-sweet Laugh, laugh bittersweet
- May 2007: We are the heirs
- April 2007: God is not a handyman
- March 2007: In small steps towards more humanity ...
- February 2007: The reality above the laws
- January 2007: Handicap: Hold the Cape of Good Hope ...
- December 2006: Revenge of the drop
- November 2006: Beware of little Bug Big Bang!
- October 2006: The art of risk
- September 2006: Laughter is in tears
- July-August 2006: The power of hope
- June 2006: Welcome to ... Financially!
- May 2006: "weak link" and "policy-friction"!
- April 2006: Back from India
- March 2006: Traps in!
- February 2006: Our pencils are riddled with mines!
- January 2006: The bars of the emotional tyranny
- December 2005: The sweetness, an inner force
- November 2005: Can you live without beauty
- October 2005: In Praise of the fragility
- September 2005: For what am I doing?
- July-August 2005: Crisis authorities
- June 2005: It is bearing children on shoulders
- May 2005: The path of the heart
- April 2005: We thirst for confidence
- March 2005: The Sunken History
- February 2005: Taming the freedom
- January 2005: Our heart is thirsty for light
- December 2004: We are time travelers
- November 2004: Mass destruction of innocent
- October 2004: Changing altitude
- September 2004: When the night ends?
- July-August 2004: We are smugglers of light
- June 2004: The world of copy that form
- May 2004: Death to convince?
- April 2004: Assessing the costs of not
- March 2004: If there is one thing ...
- February 2004: The chance of our differences.
- January 2004: The little music of silence.
- December 2003: Your money or your life?
- November 2003: When Love takes a break ...
- October 2003: The pure emotion of childhood.
- September 2003: Should we blame God?
- Summer 2003: Our absent accompany us.
- June 2003: I, too, urges.
- May 2003: Déclonons full blast.
- April 2003: Paths of courage ...
- March 2003: Our ego: an urgent project!
- February 2003: Duty ... From revolt!
- January 2003: Water, messenger of life?
- December 2002: Ngawang, the Tibetan is free!
- November 2002: What future for the planet?
- October 2002: Love as a remedy.
- September 2002: Happy that communicates
- Summer 2002: I have long observed the sky
Hello
I just discovered this site while looking for a concert in Belgium ... (I can not find because the address is not precise enough).
I am on vacation and read these texts allow me to escape, to get high, to dream and at the same time to reflect on my life, here and now.
Thank you to Yves Duteil to be one that puts words with poetry on what my heart tells me a long time ...
Repeat all these texts in the same collection, is this possible?
I still dream, but why not ...?: Reading the text "Handicap: Hold the Cape of Good Hope. "I think the day that we organize in Jupille (Liege), around the theme" Experience the Difference. "It will be devoted to sharing our lives and our differences. It will bring about
4 to 400 people ... years! We have the opportunity to live together in workshops to practice, is tame!
My dream: a word of Yves Duteil which give the sense of things we do not say!
We must dream ... And when the dream becomes reality ...
Thank you for all job well done.
Thank you for this blog valuable
Hopefully I have my keyboard connected to one or more persons, it is not just words and that what is not said to be perceived.
Thank you and who knows, soon
Marlene Neuzy
Rue Charlemagne, 174
Jupille 4020
Belgium
Dear Yves ...
There are in life, turning points that we must take in trying to deceive the less possible ...
Your song "no longer have fear" is a magnificent subject so well expressed the fear of failure, fear of being wrong, fear to exist simply ...
Tonight, and this past few days, I'm in a dilemma, and I do not know what to think ...
I'm afraid of being wrong, but I'm also afraid of not knowing ...
So I had a thought for you, and going on chronic PANORAMA, I find many things that suggest it wisely ... and it makes me much good ...
You are certainly consistent with a humanistic ideas you advocate in your songs, and yet you shine through all these different texts of the chronicle PANORAMA.
I hope the new album, there will be texts of this dimension, intelligent and sensitive, and very well written ...
Thank you, and know that I'm talking about your work, I keep making your songs and discover your world and explain to those around me ...
I think it's the best thing we can do for you my admiration and my love ...
Sincerely,
Dan (34 years, pianist)
Hello,
Your column is usually the second page I read, after the editorial, when arrives Panorama.
I sometimes wondered how to thank you.
This is the address of your blog in the Life that showed me the way.
As deputy mayor of my town from Rennes, I may, from time to time, to celebrate a wedding.
Instead of sending wishes to the newlyweds agreed, I borrow from one author, possibly in relationship with the news.
One day, I took a sample of your column in October 2002. I wanted to thank you for that ray of love that you brought that day to people who are unknown to you (I cited my source, of course).
I also like your songs.
Congratulations and thank you.
I love you for so long! you have so often helped in very difficult days and especially in moments of happiness! Every word of every song you are messages of comfort, you can Bonheurs NEVER leave us! ! Theresa (North). Soon in LILLE February 21!.
Alain and Marie-Josée
On February 28, 2008
Once we receive PANORAMA we rush to go to page 30 where your articles are always welcomed as gifts, selected pieces of puzzles that are placed every day on our poor planet already struggling.
We were very touched by the letter à dedicated
Ingrid Betancourt.
A woman determined if they want to wipe at least outwardly, that's unthinkable!
It must be said that her children are adorable.
can not imagine the anguish they have lived so many years!
We hope to see her back soon
with his family and recover quickly.
Thank you for all these comforts.
Alain and Marie-Josée
Dear Yves,
By viewing my archives, I just found a card written by you, following a letter I had sent you there is already a dozen years. Strong advocate of the French language so that you know your honor by text I had requested you as a teacher of literature, to invite you to share a moment with my students of Notre Dame College of Billom (Puy de Dome). At that time, you had said that the time you needed and I must confess my disappointment of many students who thought you would like to mention rencontrer.Nous the lyrics of "The Language of home 'and you could enlighten us as to the interpretation of the text that shows your infinite passion for bad French spoken today.
Since then the years passed, and I left Billom after many replacements to integrate the Massillon High School Clermont-Yves ferrand.Aussi allow me to stress and renew my demande.Disposez you some time to make a move in Auvergne? I would be especially honored because I value-rightly-that composez.Vous you are one of the singer-songwriters of the French song.
Hopefully this message reaches you, and wishing a response from you, I beg you to believe Yves expensive to expressing my sincere greetings.
Friendly. Pascal Georges Pezaire
Hello,
And here, dear Yves, what happens when one does not
attention: you have fallen into the French language,
when you were little, like Obelix in the potion
magique.Moi I bypassed the pot. (laughter)
We see the result: 30 schools in your name
and this repeated request.
This is the ultimate accolade!
Love and kisses
Annie
Dear Yves, and Noelle,
In reading your last column of May 2009: En Passant, this intuition and deeply felt subtly, often at the heart of our trade now becomes light: "The souls also speak"!
In this text, not a word was a surprise. All flow from the source, in perfect harmony, in tune with your true poems and your many commitments. In seeking "the right words, your heart has (again) sprung from the piano! "
smooth, with foresight, fairness, humanity.
One day, our life has had the great fortune to come across two beautiful souls, so tenderly intertwined they have become for us an example of a "couple big brother." We understood now than they were in fact, the two soul mates who have never left our hearts ...
In your wake, the human adventure continues. Even with many pitfalls, it is exciting!
Thank you for your open hearts and so selflessly!
We hope that in their lives, many will cross the light of your beautiful souls ...
"The beautiful souls that inspire confidence in any event, a mixture of esteem, admiration and deep friendship, beyond the affinity, leave an impression of clarity and kindness that never leaves you . "...
In friendship,
full of happiness to you both,
Jean-Pierre and Bernadette.
In Remembrance of my soul mate who now lives in another universe ethical and cultural ...
I wrote this stamp on the song of Yves "Batignolles"
And I just post it on pointscommuns.com
Up the street of Rome
Saint Lazare Cardinet
Pausing at the Batignolles
To remember forever
Just like the days of the Roaring Twenties
The roaring twenties when you loved me
We shared a great mystery
That of your méditerrannée
I found that Place Pereire
Instead of smoke
Just like the days of the Roaring Twenties
The roaring twenties when you loved me
I walked down the Avenue de Wagram
And walked towards Villiers
Knowing that without making a drama
I was sure to find you there
Just like the days of the Roaring Twenties
The roaring twenties when you loved me
Yes but now I'm alone
This is a ghost that m 'is the hand
And it is towards Passy or Auteuil
I m'dirigerai tomorrow
While dreaming of our Roaring Twenties
To draw a little love
And accompany my flight
To work each day
Our twenty years is an adventure
Which fulgurate through time
And us back to the cold
When winds blow all the
But still leaves a
Buried deep in our memories
But still leaves a
Just waiting to resurface.
Thank you to Yves for the beauty of his lyrics and the harmony of his melodic lines.
Thank you both for being who you are.
Hello Mr. Duteil,
Dear Yves as they say "intimate"
Thank you for all these chronicles from which I am a regular recharge my batteries and I would pass here or there.
The last "Create is to dream high" touches me for personal reasons.
My best wishes for this New Year, full of beautiful and good things for you and your loved ones ...
To everyone, you read, listen to you, I hope you can still long, long time dream ... above!
Good creations!
Sincerely.
"God is not a jack of all trades" ...
we may regret it when you see the unbearable images that reach us from Haiti, yet do we see that part and we are "safe" odors.
How to imagine the full horror that endured all these people get care, medicines, food ... and water, the water so essential to life?
What about all those still conscious, walled and who see their death approaching?
What about all those who are without news of their loved ones, what about their stress and their anxiety?
What about our helplessness at the magnitude of such a disaster?
And yet ... for each person being able to extract gravel for each person who manages to find a family member ... for ... for ... yes, many small sparks of life that make you continue to hope even if we do not know very well how!
This is not just a cry of revolt from sadness misspoke and did not know where to say.
Sincerely
cheap yves I am very happy to see you on TV continue to make songs you've been away too long M Dutartre nicole
"We are all scouts' ...
And now between two chores, I came to the idea of finding some "light" to light if your chronic.
It was very appropriate!
This chronic diffuse light that illuminates my day ...
The words are strong, the words are beautiful ... a real gift!
Thank you for saying "No need to be a thinker, genius, or great for drawing these paths of light" ....
And to continue:
"We are all scouts for each other. "
Well, I must again look at me my tasks become lighter since the light starts to shine ... I take my way.
Good day to you, to yours.
Although great summer!
"Our away with us ..."
I had not planned to return so quickly to your blog. But the death of a young mother of two children, our nearest neighbor, just turn everything upside down.
I searched your text to accompany his. Text that I know them by heart for having offered more at the death of a friend whom I still need a little tame absence, though I feel his presence ... "intimate conviction that one can not share with some ... "
In your article everything is so simple, so true ...
I hope the family of this young woman will find a little light to move forward.
Best wishes and good day.
Beautiful gift season these texts, beautiful narrowly and humility as always.
Will you do us the grace one day to make a collection as you did with the texts of your songs ("In the words of Air" - 2004)?
Since the time is right to the wishes!
Mary-T
"It's so fragile, happiness."
She is fierce in the wilderness, whatever the origin. Relatives may accompany only just hope that it is neither too long nor too difficult.
Sometimes it drags on ...
Is that each time weaves in his own way, to the extent of her torment ... yes, I know, his talent too! ... Smile!
But this passage is not a time of inertia, no ... without realizing it, each advance ... until the issue.
Your text gives vent to a time "suddenly takes colors, flavors ... everything is realigned to the present."
Thank you for this great message of hope!
Maybe for some it takes longer because they do not have a Noelle with them? wink ...
"It's so fragile happiness" ...
Sincerely
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