venerdì 28 novembre 2014

{this moment}


{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

giovedì 20 novembre 2014


Some people are connected. No matter where they live, how many times thay see each others, they are linked by a thin, invisible thread. I was so lucky to experience this feeling in the past days. I feel so blessed by this friendship.

mercoledì 19 novembre 2014

Run, baby, run

When everythings seems to go wrong, when I feel crushed by the weight of everyday's life, I know that I can wear my shoes, go outside and start to run. I am remainded that I can stand on my own legs, that I can do it.

mercoledì 12 novembre 2014

martedì 11 novembre 2014

These Days

I'm going through some very stressful days.I am Trying to keep it up but sometimes I really feel I can completely melt and fall apart. It is so simple right now to live in my mind instead of in the present moment, but that brings nothing but an increase of stress.
Luckily there are some moments that keeps me bounded in the present: being woken up with a soft caress, bursting out laughing watching a very silly picture on the web.
These moments I will treasure.

venerdì 7 novembre 2014


It is so easy to be relaxed and calm when everything is good. But then when things start to go wrong, commitments grow, stress level raises, I am so driven by events that I feel like a balloon pushed away by the wind.
I tent to live in my mind, following my thoughts and so I loose my path.
The real gifts are moment of awakening in which it is so clear that I can go on without the real me.
And again is nature that keeps me centered. I inhale, exhale, look at the bright moon in the sky, surprising peeping up through the clouds, and all feel so right again.

martedì 4 novembre 2014

What goes around comes around

There's a Tv show, here in Italy, whose name is Report. Every week they analyse a certain subject, and they make investigations. This weeks it was about Moncler, a brand, as you may know, which produce luxory jackets and anoracks (1500 € each!).
As it turn out, the way in which they produce does not meet the image of luxory and glamour that they sell through fashion magazines: total disrespect of european regulation on goose defeathering, relocation of the production in anti-democratical country, underpaid workers.
Nothing new, you may say, and it's true: surely Moncler is not the only one who acts this way.
As a metter of facts, after seeing the show, I was so frustrated and depressed: this is the world in which we want to live? These rules of immorality, greed and selfishness are really the only rules the world can follow now? What should I do, with all my indignation, against that? Nothing, I thought.
I even asked myself if it makes any sens my willing to be informed. Maybe is better be ignorant.
But then, something unexpected happened: after the show a little revolution on the social media happened, people were so angry against Moncler, they threatens to boycott the firm. As a result of this there was not only an image damage for the company, but also an economic failure. In the stock market  Moncler has lost 4.9%.
So it is not all useless: we still can make our voice be heard. We can reward honest producer, we can punish the others.
If we follow our values, we can make a real difference.
So satisfying.

lunedì 3 novembre 2014

Teenage girl

My nephew turn 14 next week. We are very close, we spent a lot of time together when she was a child, because my sister worked a lot and she spent years at my parent's house. I don't have a child yet, but I think that what a feel for her must be very close to what a mother feel for a child.
Beside she looks so much like me, both emotionally and physically. Most of time I know exactly what she thinks, what she's passing through, because I felt the same. Now that she is a teenager things have changed in some way: I see her growing, searching for herself, and it's an honor and a pure joy to experience alongside her. It's also a challenge to find new ways to stay by her side..the times in which all she needed was a hug and some tickling to make her laught are almost gone, the problems that she face now are so intimate and personal that some time I ask myself  "what shoul I do for her?". Having walked the same path is so strong the tentation to show her the way.
But most of times I discovered that the best solution is to step back, as difficult as it is, and let her be herself and make her choise, giving some advice only if requested, and let her find her own way.
Watching her grown is such a gift.