come closer and sit a while
The book of stories
the diary of
aélys
Stories of drawings, illustrations told as tales, or simply a logbook...
to be continued…
New stories, new illustrations: whenever creativity gives birth to a new project, the pages of this book will grow fuller.
To carry on the adventure, leave your email address! You’ll be told when a new page comes to life.
♥
Welcome to my world
Every illustration, every story was born of an emotion, a feeling, an inspiration, a connection.
As you begin these lines, you come to touch, with the tips of your eyes, what I cannot say out loud. In spoken language, what is carried is not always grasped and understood in the same way as in writing.
So here, take your time. More than simply reading, let whatever comes, come. For a moment, feel, live, be.
— there is no end as long as we can imagine what comes next... aélys
Whether by the light of the sun, of the bedside lamp or of the moon, thank you for taking the time to pause for a moment and read.
with love, joy and light, aélys
1 · the love bomb
I let love and joy burst out
Explosion, blast, outburst, eruption...
Grenade, dynamite, projectile, explosive...
On their own, without context, these words have taken on a shade of war, of suffering, of fear and of violence. Pin pulled, lit, ablaze and aflame, the fuse burns down. Only ten seconds or so before the bomb goes off... A few seconds left... before the horror.
Really?
Is this what drives us? Reducing to nothing whoever doesn’t follow our way of doing things?
Is this what makes us happy? Destroying the rival, or making the problem disappear?
Compassion, tenderness, altruism, passion...
Gift, giving, offering, devotion...
On their own, without context, these words are coloured with love, kindness, empathy and gentleness. Candle, incense, taper and torch, the flame burns. A few hours before the wax melts. Or a few more minutes to spread... warmth, and a glow.
What does our heart say?
Is this what frightens us? Holding out a hand to others, or spreading love?
Is this what makes us sad? Smiling so wide we show every tooth, laughing until we cry?
Let us lay down our arms.. Or take them up. But let us turn them into what we wish to nourish. We pray for peace, so let us raise the white flag. We wish to be heard, so let us open our ears. Love, joy, gratitude, harmony, serenity, light, trust, kindness, respect, tolerance... What do we want to spread?
Love is always the answer. So let love and joy burst out. May our steps leave nothing behind them but footprints tinted with thousands of colours.
The energies of 2026, an illustration made in December 2025 in the magical atmosphere of Christmas ♥
2 · I am here to connect
Mind full to mindful
The brain at boiling point, the mind far too full of noise, and the ruminations that never stop: hearing yourself think has become a real challenge. The world races by at a hundred miles an hour. Tomorrow has become the modern present. Production serves profitability, which itself serves business. Quality is to be kept only as far as profit satisfies the rich and mediocrity serves the poor. In a self divided, where the mind must swallow an opinion better left unsaid, words lose their worth if they don’t pay. But what of the human? We were talking trade, weren’t we? Ah, that noise... That buzzing that keeps the brain from working to its full potential.. Lost, yes... Yes, lost... The power trips... What a headache!
... "Shh"... "Hush"...
"Close your eyes, unplug the mind".
The sea parts. Sounds become whispers. The hubbub fades away.
Intuition. Connection. Disconnection.
Light.
♥
March 2025, while I was trying to tame my mind!
3 · a Karma story
The Book of Karma
Chapter 21; yet another lesson on karma, that thing known the world over by a name of spicy origin.
“Delving into matter, or into the black hole?”. “Dissolving into the Universe”.
That is what is written on pages 108 and 109. But is it the text that spreads its magic, or our mind that soaks it in? Do we need to understand all of it, or simply to absorb its essence?
By opening the book of our story, we reach our karma, our database, everything we have gathered here and there that has become one with us.
By turning the pages, we move forward in the adventure of Life. Experiences transform us and help us dissolve our karma. As they do, the pages lose their texture and our identity melts into the Universe.
There it is: our vision becomes one with the Water, with the Source. We are connected, bound together. At last we understand that we have always had access to universal knowledge; it’s just that our karmic load was too heavy for us to see it...
So let’s dive! Let’s dive into matter, dive into oblivion, into experience, into Life, into the story. Let’s take the great leap into the waterfall. The Source has a welcome in store for us worthy of the name.
New year, new drawing and writing project. This time it fell on the Book of Karma, January 2026
4 · that rather special morning
And then...
One day, there’s that rather special morning that takes over. A kind of call from the depths that grips us by the heart, by the gut, or sometimes turns our mind completely upside down. A morning when intuition is there, far stronger than usual, and we know. We feel that something is changing within us.
So we take the plunge, we write our story and fill page after page with ink. We pour out our emotions, our feelings. Everything that passes through us, everything that shakes us up, everything that makes our joys and our sorrows; we write it all down.
We invite the light to shine on us. We let ourselves glow from within. And we ride the wave of Life.
August 2026, when I finally decided to take up Instagram. (And that was far from a sure thing 😂)!