It was just last night that I told myself to hold on even though all my dreams and hopes were shattered, impossible and impossible. My life sometimes seems to have become a bit of a captivity of many fears, hardships and limits imposed by the complex (and perhaps ill) cog of this society.
Also this morning, like the previous weeks, I opened my eyes and found a headache and the desire to get up and start the day has vanished but, sooner or later, take courage and jump out of bed.
A walk is perhaps what I needed, but mostly the need to meet, on the path, a little tenderness and feeling, again. Before this wonderful encounter with the horse on the side, I had the opportunity to discover an interesting book (which I will receive in days) by Dr. Carla Sale Musio entitled "Creative Personality". I had the pleasure of reading the introduction and was not excited.
Today was not a day to the wind; the sun, some magical words and a particular encounter, have rejoiced and made these moments unique. Beyond everything I believe there is the need for Love: to love and feel loved but also to share and enjoy moments of sociality nuanced at moments with ourselves.
And so, from dark days, neither comes one in which, finally, there is Love!
