Saturday 09 September 2023One day to remember!
And to think that I was a bit worried about today’s day because, in the movements, I’m hardly comfortable, indeed, they wake up willingly monsters and demons of a dimension that I don’t feel is mine!
It is usually too hot or too cold, there are too many houses and concrete roads and little nature or cars run too fast.
You usually live in an economy that I don’t understand and that makes me uncomfortable. There are always few entrances and many exits, the world is more at war than at peace!
Human beings often tend to prevail over others: at home, or at work, you often create ladders of hierarchy* (*all the offices and persons forming a structure governed by the principle of subordination of the lower to the superior authoritiesi).
Even my world is complicated and is certainly not perfect but I learned to love it. For a long time I think I have stopped fighting it because, in the end, fighting is a form of non-acceptance and therefore almost a judgment. Imporsi is like saying to someone that it is wrong because it should be as we think it is right, it still happens very often to want to change what we do not understand and that we like less.
During the summer I saw a video of the psychiatrist and psychotherapist Raffaele Morelli, in whom he spoke of welcoming his anxieties and their monsters, instead of fighting them and rejecting them. Refusal only feeds hatred and strengthens what bothers us while acceptance is love. According to Morelli we should be a bit like a hotel that puts several rooms at our disposal and that is welcoming.
From one Fabio Marchesi I think I learned that a smile can turn a demon into an angel! Precious teachings of life, which each of us must always filter out according to what feels to be valid and true for him (or for her).
As I believe Gandhi also argued, war is not fought by making more war. Violence is not fought by other violence.
Take these premises I can say: this Saturday morning I was waiting for a different lunch from the usual routine, that is, we had to go to eat from extraordinary and magical people (at their home) where I had already been. To get there, however, in the middle there was a journey to face, I remembered it long and tortuous and, instead, it was not (it must have been my suffering to find myself travelling as a passenger in the car feeling locked in an iron box with the force of gravity in the curves and all those jumps that seem to be not pleasant rifle shots. Sometimes then you can add a kind of suffocation or a more or less strong discomfort somewhere in the body).
None of this accompanied this morning's trip, perhaps because I decided and, I was allowed, to arrange transportation for all of us "at home", on my car at my drive.
I like to drive quietly, although I am always struck by the haste and nervousness of motorists who do not stop running even on Saturdays. I like to travel in silence or with little music held at a low volume that does not shoot shot bass bouncing from the legs to the stomach. Perhaps I also like to feel that I have control of my movement and that in case of an emergency I have the opportunity to take a shuttle, managed and driven by me, that brings me back to the base.
The trip was short, pleasant but the company and the day was an even bigger surprise: There were no demons that tormented me, the big monster dog took a good nap.
All of a sudden it seems that my car (which at that time had become ours on which we were travelling) came out of the earth dimension to take everything else gone.
Time seems to have silenced its beating minutes, the economy, the heat, the inconveniences seem to have muted. I'm sure I've met magical smiles, frequencies that vibrate in people who tell each other how simple but who have given a special and magical color to today's painting and not just the present. Smiles that turn demons into angels and now you live better in a dimension without war where peace reigns and the precious being well!
The nature and art of one of these people, a smile, words, the expression of other people still around, a good cuisine but above all courtesy, I would say a wave frequency on which you feel good ... made this day special!
These moments in my life are rare and, when they come I think I can really appreciate them!
I don’t think I’ve had such a magical and beautiful moment even throughout the summer; It was a long time since I felt this emotion and this feeling of human warmth inside!
Time today seems to have stopped and I feel like I've come in and returned from a wonderful fairy tale, like in one of those paintings I saw drawn today. There was also a magical floral door enriched with decoupage.
In a society, currently a bit more robotic and taken from economy, problems and technology that takes away ... it is magical to still feel the warmth of people and find a corner of serenity from the colors, flavors and aromas of a pleasant fairy tale in which you feel you are perfectly at peace and at ease in the world.
I truly thank the universe and the people of today for this magnificent gift because all the demons have disappeared together and the painting that came out of it cannot be bought even with all the gold in the world. Magic is not controlled and not bought, it simply happens.
