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Not very well, this is how they are spending these days, since last week only Saturday I managed to spend the day without feeling a fire inside.

Without love, without affection, without passion, interest, empathy, emotion, feeling... the heart rusts. In these dark moments when you have more or less people around you but none in tune with you, it's time to try to give yourself affection and welcome alone but it's not always easy. Today the internal fire has come to make me feel bad even on the outside, on the body and I realized that I needed to give myself some caress and to calm down with a chamomile, with magnesium and hawthorn.

We live in difficult times when technology leads us to give up the human, its best and healing part that comes from love, friendship, understanding, sharing and many other different qualities.

Now more than ever, my self is divided into two: there is a me who is very sick inside and who gets to feel bad even outside and another me who takes by the hand, who "attaches the heart" trying to give the warmth and the welcome that does not feel to find around and inside.

It's the ups and downs of life.
Midnight has passed, the chamomile and hawthorn, and maybe even magnesium, have made a bit of their effect and the bed is there waiting for me. Sweet night 🌟🌜.

31 August 2024

The morning rises almost shy with the first rays of sun already warm. The photo taken next door is the morning before while now we have reached what is the day chosen for an early departure from the difference of 480 € for three people and one car.

We come back early, three days earlier and it's better this way even though I think I would definitely have thought about it at the time of the initial tickets.

Also this morning he saw the cats "protectors", without them my stay here would not be affectionate in the same way.

I haven’t seen the red cat yet this morning while mom black cat arrived after the tiger-growing "baby", a cat with a unique sweetness! When she plays and when she caresses she never pulls out her claws and then she's really sweet and also beautiful. I'm gonna miss him a lot!

This post comes from the inspiration of a friendly voice that put in my ear the creation of a starting post and here it is, inspired by the last morning, the last day that this night will spend by ship between Sardinia and Liguria and then reach Piedmont again.

It was a summer accompanied by Gino Paoli’s music: It was enough to discover an album I didn't know "notes of a long journey" of which four wonderful songs titled as the four seasons. His warm voice kept me company in the coldest moments and sleepless nights and I predict that he could accompany even during my boat ride on the way back!

It was a summer that started with weeks of headache, every day, both before leaving and even once you arrived here. Then there was the evolution in allergy that froze my nose and then caused me annoyance and cough in the trachea area. I had to phone my basic doctor who prescribed me an antihistamine and cortisonic spray that helped me a bit, not entirely but enough to not drip like a zombie unable to breathe.

There have been days of deep melancholy, fears, loneliness. There have been days of anger and difficulty living together and sometimes I have come to not bear the few people I had around. Technology, mobile phones that sometimes make us a bit ridiculous and dead, especially when we are in company and escape from the present, devoting our attention to a screen and ignoring those we are near. At other times we are with people but we think about others and try to organize the holidays with them too, but, at that time, I felt like I felt like I had another escape or another desire to improve that present from which we are moving.

I have been the observer of all this, participating in something else that for me has been the search for tranquility and as always the well-being that has become so rare and difficult to find!

Another summer has passed, perhaps who knows, I can say more in the company of my native family. Every now and then I wonder what "holidays" of my future will be like, but if I think about the future in general, it frightens me because, as Gino Paoli says in the passages I have heard these days, I am of the moon and not of this planet. What do they know about the moon and how it works for me? On the Moon 🌚 Everything's different 😊.

It is not the blind who do not see but those who walk in darkness and seek the walls that border the road, making small and uncertain steps.

The blind are those who do not know the earth that tramples and what their place in the world (do you never want to be someone else?) until someone lights a candle and finally illuminates the place to which they belong.

Each of us has a place in the world and, as far as they can prevent us from reaching it, nothing and no one will ever defeat our instincts; the instinct to finally conquer our place in the world, ours, the only place to be happy.

(From the series: The Cook of Castamar)

The last 12 days before returning from these "vacations". It is difficult for me to give a semi-final evaluation and response of this summer period spent between home in the province of Turin and here, Sardinia.

I have certainly suffered the heat, several weeks with headaches every day (both before leaving and once I arrived here) then, even if I am near the sea, it seems I have taken a strong allergy that I remember even since last year. From the nose completely closed I then went to cough and to bother what I think is the trachea area, it took more than a new week to recover from these last symptoms.

Last year I saw and found for the first time in 36 years what I am convinced were a series of violin spiders in the bedroom, for several evenings. In the end, as I went down to the small square in the port, I bought a maximum raid on cockroaches and ants, which is also valid for spiders (there is an explicit indication) with a prevention duration of about four weeks and it actually seems that I had resolved. This year I found some unidentified spiders at first but everything disappeared after the first immediate house cleaning.

Yesterday I started to renew the cleaning in my room and finished the can of raid max, I looked for it both here and in the nearby country but I couldn’t find it anymore and I didn’t even find convincing products to replace it. It seems that the poisons they sell in shops and supermarkets are only for cockroaches, ants, and flying insects. I have not found a product with indication of prevention and defense from spiders except some spray to spray directly on the insect when you see it but this is not the utility I need.

After my discovery last year I noticed that a lot has been said about the violin spider and I find strange also the coincidence that this year I can’t find the poison to keep the spiders away. The news reported at least two dead people — a carbiner and a young man aged twenty - three. Yet shops, at least here, seem to have no produce to keep spiders away. Here in Sardinia then I can not even order the can on Amazon because as a flammable product, it does not arrive. I believe that because they do not have warehouses with those products on the island, even if I find it absurd.

This morning I woke up early and looking out at the terrace I heard of the meows of some kittens that we have not yet been able to see but of which we know Mom. I changed my slippers and went into the garden following the myogoli. Mother cat ran fast from one side to the other and in a short time I found myself attacked by what I think were wasps, there was a swarm in front of me and one was buzzing in my hair and seemed to have no good intentions.

I tried to drive her away but I couldn't and so I ran away but, in running away, I injured my foot. Today I fear it will be a long day when the group here in the family will go on a day trip (morning and afternoon) at sea and I will remain alone, without a car and with a day to pass. I'm not from the beach, when I go there in a few minutes I do my swimming average and then not even the time to dry and go home for a shower.

I still don't know what I'm gonna do this morning and today, we'll see.

The day of August has passed and I would say well!
After too much sun, hot and damp, from the evening before, a day more livable and covered by clouds and a few shy drops so small that it did not know if it really fell or was just an impression.

On the morning of August, he saw me do the freshest bath since I was here, a beautiful bath!
Homemade lunch and dinner, as I like it: a beautiful view, tranquility and fresh thanks to the air conditioner!

For several days now we have discovered that, every evening, a beautiful Gheppio ends his day coming to our house to an old wooden Persian, right above the roof. Usually always on time arrives around twenty-four and stops until the next morning around six o'clock. If I think about it we sleep very close, my room is right there! Sometimes if I get up in the night, I think so, I feel his presence even if I don’t see him from the room but I know that there is.

It is now a ritual that, when the hour of twenty and forty-one starts, it is good to check if the friendly presence has arrived and is watching over us with the beautiful message that someone has written to me: the hawk animal invites you to embrace the freedom, wisdom and joy of living. Remember that one has the ability to see beyond the ordinary and to make enlightened decisions by flying high into the sky of life. Symbolically the hawk expresses the power of vision, determination, but also the transition that can be spiritual or professional personal.

I perceive that there is a watchman who keeps me company. We sleep close by and after a whole day, he chose to spend the night right here, waiting for the new dawn in which to dive with the beats of the wing.

It was a great August!