It 's been just over a month since I wrote the last post.
Thinking about this blog, I wondered what could follow the last written words, to give a more ...
In recent years I have always described my life as a magic key ... I turned and re-read even in my own eyes in the light of love, and it is as if this had been a year, a school I went to have the tools to overcome one of the most difficult test of my life .. .
No. .. to be honest the school began long before ... which is the day I realized I could not even recognize me in the Church (with whom I had little experience positive during my teenage years) to find and nurture the spiritual side of my existence.
I believe in God and believe in Love.
I'm not Catholic, I'm not Buddhist, not Hindu, not a Protestant, I do not follow and I can not identify with any religion because it sounds strange to me that men make a fuss to divide what is actually just ONE.
E. .. above all ... God forbid I'm just trying out of me ... I seek, above all, inside. And this is my strength, and this is also the answer to the question that many of you have made me via email: "How are you doing?" I like that. I only have this tool, one that gives me joy to live and who manages to shed the Light of my days and my whole life.
Illumina also the departure of Samuel.
cry, and cry, and cry, and often the pain hits me with pangs of the heart. But the pain has a purpose, everything that happens there has a meaning in our lives. We are here to play, sometimes the game is fun and easy, other times it is very difficult and very painful, but it's a game ... we're playing humans do when in reality we are all angels.
I am here today and I am writing of my desire to continue playing in this life. I do not think as many people wrote and said that the pain in my heart forever stay with me today. I think ... nothing is created and nothing is destroyed ... everything is transformed ... and I know that even Einstein will help me in my particular business to turn my sorrow into joy. Thanks
then to my fellow players. Thanks to Akhil, who was the first to take my hand and opened my eyes. Thanks to Clare, to Sara and Stella, who made me understand that everyone has his own personal journey through Giampietro and Samuel, and thanks to all my other teachers of life that I have met and will meet.
Thinking about this blog, I wondered what could follow the last written words, to give a more ...
In recent years I have always described my life as a magic key ... I turned and re-read even in my own eyes in the light of love, and it is as if this had been a year, a school I went to have the tools to overcome one of the most difficult test of my life .. .
No. .. to be honest the school began long before ... which is the day I realized I could not even recognize me in the Church (with whom I had little experience positive during my teenage years) to find and nurture the spiritual side of my existence.
I believe in God and believe in Love.
I'm not Catholic, I'm not Buddhist, not Hindu, not a Protestant, I do not follow and I can not identify with any religion because it sounds strange to me that men make a fuss to divide what is actually just ONE.
E. .. above all ... God forbid I'm just trying out of me ... I seek, above all, inside. And this is my strength, and this is also the answer to the question that many of you have made me via email: "How are you doing?" I like that. I only have this tool, one that gives me joy to live and who manages to shed the Light of my days and my whole life.
Illumina also the departure of Samuel.
cry, and cry, and cry, and often the pain hits me with pangs of the heart. But the pain has a purpose, everything that happens there has a meaning in our lives. We are here to play, sometimes the game is fun and easy, other times it is very difficult and very painful, but it's a game ... we're playing humans do when in reality we are all angels.
I am here today and I am writing of my desire to continue playing in this life. I do not think as many people wrote and said that the pain in my heart forever stay with me today. I think ... nothing is created and nothing is destroyed ... everything is transformed ... and I know that even Einstein will help me in my particular business to turn my sorrow into joy. Thanks
then to my fellow players. Thanks to Akhil, who was the first to take my hand and opened my eyes. Thanks to Clare, to Sara and Stella, who made me understand that everyone has his own personal journey through Giampietro and Samuel, and thanks to all my other teachers of life that I have met and will meet.
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