I experience and live that moment of eternal suspension where everything can happen or stop.In reality, it is not the alternative between two possible options, since both are real and coexist in every present moment sharing the same space of heaven and earth.In short, in this cosmic suspension, everything that can happen is also what can stop; all that can stop is also the very … Continua a leggere Suspension

The cover picture is by Andrea Morra There are always reasons to smile, you just need to be able to look beyond the surface. I have plenty of them, they have the name of my husband and my children, of those relatives who deny the saying of snake relatives (which also exist), of those dear friends of mine whose sincerity I don’t need to look … Continua a leggere Each Day Is a Beautiful Day

One cannot give up when in one’s life there have been many examples of courage often pursued in solitude, always with kindness and dignity. You cannot give up when the smile of the one you love takes you by the hand like the loving hand that now leads now lets itself be guided without ever abandoning the direction of love. You can’t give up when … Continua a leggere Don’t Give Up

Be brave, be brave enough to catch your stars, a motto, a dream, who knows, maybe a destiny.I immediately learned to be courageous, to make a virtue of necessity, not to give up in the face of defeats but rather to use them as resources to improve myself. I learned not to feel sorry for myself and to welcome the life I love in all … Continua a leggere Be Brave

You should never wear yourself out, life is. Life is accomplished and is fulfilled and it does not do so only through the fulfillment of our desires, on the contrary, often, the truth of life is presented in its contrarieties, in moments when everything seems to be heading towards destruction, in moments in which the possibility of a smile seems to have abandoned us. Life … Continua a leggere Because Life Is

A fragile game of mirrors, what is there and what is not there, what is seen and what is not seen, a melancholy meeting of memory and meaning. Where are you? In the hand as strong as in the watchful and curious gaze, in the composed and serious lips as in the fragile and marked face, in the wrinkles and gray hair as in the … Continua a leggere Who Am I?

Streets used as rally circuits, transformed into danger to oneself and others along bottomless nights longer than the day. This happens, every night for months, in the indifference towards the good for oneself and for the other, enjoy the annoyance as if this were the way to show one’s existence, it does not matter that it is a silly way, it does not matter that … Continua a leggere Desperate Nights

I have often encountered violence in my life and it has often been augmented by silence.Thus, in fact, silence allows violence, increases it and determines its spread. Why? Because the silence in the face of the violence that one suffers or that one sees others undergo, is a way to escape the questions of our conscience.Yet, it is clear, not because we presume to ignore … Continua a leggere Never Withdraw from Consciousness

In my sleepless nights I accompany the moon to its destiny, a reciprocal vigil that knows no enemies or contempt or anger or prejudice, only the silent song of a thousand voices that are narrated and little lights that chase each other on imaginary steeds of the wind. Like knights of passing time we tell dreams with open and closed eyes, we reveal the deepest … Continua a leggere Sleepless

The number of women “made dead” increases in the indifferent habit of most.In the name of a presumed or misunderstood freedom, we lose our time and attention to things that should not even be discussed because used to protect everyone’s health, but no action is taken and directed against the repeated and increasingly frequent crimes perpetrated to the detriment of the freedom and life of … Continua a leggere The Untold Story