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In a dream, in the middle of the night,

the beam broke under my feet

and I rushed in the rushing river.

......

The beam was life, water the plant

of my people, the current

was the destruction. Why so much death?

anonymous poet Eritrean

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In all plans go slow

In all his plans

masters

lights,

small and large lights,

not changing

elegance proclaimed

soul in love.

Moreover,

without distinction,

flows

in a sky colored

representing

these subtle

laws of love.

When,

the primary form,

says its essence ...

love

flows upward.

(Alfred of Ecclesia)

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must be slow as an old train to the countryside and peasant dressed in black, as if going to magically open up and see the world because the walk is leafing through a book and instead is looking to run only the cover .

must be slow, loving the stops to watch the progress made, to feel the fatigue as a melancholy comquistare limbs, envy of those who invent anarchy sweet one moment to the road.

must learn to stand on its own and wait in silence, every now and then be happy to have their hands in their pockets only.

go slow and respect the time, living with a few things of great value, with boredom and nostalgia, with the heart immense desires sealed and ready to explode or pointing toward the sky because a thousand narrow forbidden.

go slow and ruminating, imitate the look of infinite oxen, patiently waiting for the dogs, knowing how to fill the day with a sunset, bread and olive oil.

Going slow means having a large wardrobe of dreams, with great stories for little travelers ...

going slow is the flosofare of all, living at another speed, closer to the beginning and at the ends, where you experience the world's largest ...

means go slow to fall without getting hurt, do not drown in the emotions manufacturers, but be faithful to all the senses, taste the earth with the body that we are experiencing ...

go slow means to thank the world, filling to do with it ...

(From Thought Meridian Franco Cassano)

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EMBROIDERY & DIET

Damn cold I can not breathe! Fortunately, the fever lasted only one day. 'S only advantage of this situation is that I do not like too much food and it is really positive because they are struggling with a ski suit that this year' s close was its overly ............ ........ or maybe I exaggerated that I was flooded? It is more likely to be the latter! I know that over the diet I should do a little 'motion but the needle attracts me much more than any sport (skiing aside, however, that I can practice only one week a year). How can you resist those curtains reticello not claim to have fallen (and I have every reason) Then there are new techniques to learn and ... you can not go to school without having done the embroidery tasks (as I became diligent, to think that my mother has always been desperate because I did not ever want to study! changes that you make in life!) These photos are for triptych with the technique of the old point that I have in my room and is one of my first jobs you like? When the curtains will have their satisfaction, that will be finished I'll show you I do not know how much time will pass. For the moment I am very committed to losing weight!

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Marquez's will

If God were to forget for a moment that is a puppet of rags and

give me a slice of life, probably would not say everything I think,

but, ultimately would remain of all this I say. I would value

things, not for what they are worth but for what they mean.

sleep little, I would run most of the voice, I understand now that for every

minute we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.

continue where others stop, I would raise when others are asleep.

listen when others talk, and how to enjoy a good ice cream

chocolate.

If God treats a piece of life, dress simply, I

throw in the sun, exposing not only my body but also

my soul. My God, if I had a heart, write my hate on

ice, and wait until the sun disappears.

Drawing with a dream of Van Gogh on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and

a Serrat song would be the serenade I'd offer to the moon.

Sprinkle with my tears the roses, to feel the pain of their

thorns, and red kiss of their petals ...

My God, if I had a slice of life .... I would not let go even a

moment without telling people that I love, I love her.

convince each woman or man who are my favorites and I would live in love

love.

Men show how they are wrong: stop falling in love when

age, not knowing that age when they stop falling in love.

To a child I would give wings, but let him learn to fly alone. In the old

teach them that death does not come with old age but with forgetting.

So many things I learned from you people ...

I learned that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain,

without knowing that true happiness is the way to climb the slope.

I learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its small

fist, for the first time, the finger of his father, it takes forever.

I learned that one man has the right to look to another to the

down, when he has to help rise.

There are many things I could learn from you, but in the end

serve to much, because when you look into this backpack,

unfortunately I'll be dying.

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A Winter's Night

The storm the house rests his mouth and blows

to emit a sound.

restless sleep, I turn, I read the text of the storm

asleep.

But the child's eyes are wide open in the dark and the storm

moans for him.

both love the swinging lamps.

Both are halfway to the language.

The storm childish hands and wings.

The caravan was launched to Lapland.

And the house feels its constellation of nails

holding together the walls.

The night is still on our floor

(where all the steps muffled

rest sunk like leaves in a pond) but

raging night out!

The world is passing a more severe storm.

rests his soul to his mouth and blows

to emit a sound - we fear that the storm blowing

us empty.

Tomas Tranströmer