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entering the realm of the sacred

The ‘sacred’ does not imply belief in God or gods or spirits, it is the experience of a reality and the source of an awareness of existing in the world.
— Mircea Eliade
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Since the dawn of humanity, people have felt the need for ideal or absolute entities. We place certain objects, beings, places and principles above the common order of things, giving them a higher value and level of existence than what, in contrast, we label “profane.” The sacred implies separation from whatever is ordinary, common, banal. Sacred entities have a value that is absolute, incommensurable. As Spinoza said, sacred objects, people, places and principles help us see ourselves from the angle of eternity.

Jean Cazeneuve


I love wine. I love drinking wine. For the sensual pleasure, of course, but more profoundly, I like it because for me it is the most extraordinary substance that exists. In its liquid essence abides the subtle spirit of arable land, of its fruit, of the light of the sun that fed it, of the hearts and minds of the women and men who created it. Wine is a true distillation of life, that precious liquid. The opportunity to taste a great wine means infinitely more than a moment’s escape from ordinary life, or a pleasure to be filed away in the album of our fondest memories. If we know how to dig out a space inside ourselves to admit wonder, wine can offer us a priceless gift: we enter into communion with the world. It allows us to unite with the world spiritually, to make contact once again with that which is most authentic in us, and impermanent. It offers the possibility to revitalize our senses and our lives. In the words of Régis Debray, the Way of wine celebration offers the chance to revive, in a festive way, our most vital connection.

Thierry Forbois

Tolmen, table of ablutions, Ritual of the Way of wine.

Tolmen, table of ablutions, Ritual of the Way of wine.

A wine, a celebration, an encounter. The Wine Ceremony is a moment that will never return. But while each ceremony is a singular event, they are all supported by the same ideal: to enable guests to live the experience as if every moment of their lives, the most favourable to the most tragic, existed only so they could experience this ultimate moment.
— Thierry Forbois, The Way of wine manuscript, fragment
The hymn to what is real is a sacred song. It comes from this nothingness. This nothingness of the first moment, imprinting Everything, which then multiplies. Formless, in the beginning, Everything took form, and became subject to formulation. Thus, everything that grew, cried out, cavorted, rioted, and questioned itself once existed in the primordial nothingness as a latent potential, the archetype of possibility. Seas of stars, seaweed, ferns, elephants, Brahmins, painters, physicists: we all come from this formless and remote continuum. In the variety of our external forms, something indivisible remembers.
— Thierry Forbois, The Way of wine manuscript, fragment.

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