
I can not bear the words of Alex Graziottin, which made me think and that I fully agree on the budget year that is ending and the hopes and intentions for the year is about to begin. I hope these reflections will serve also who passes through my blog.
Here they are:
few more days and another year we say goodbye. We'll let you go: each with a dominant feeling, with emotion stronger than the others. With anger, with nostalgia, with relief, with an echo of joy and gratitude. Or a subtle regret. Someone ends the year with a surge of joyful energy, he or she can look to the future with determination and enthusiasm. And I'm happy lovers, even those who dislike this winter soaked with rain and have the sun inside. Lovers because he blessed by an encounter of love, or because, more fortunate, chromosomally love of life. And are they in any disaster - poor health, or work with - touching the bottom, you feel like dying, overwhelmed and battered by the waves like a man on a sinking ship. Survive on the strength of desperation or - which is the same - a headstrong love of life. And, over the havoc, hanging from a beam in the immense sea, while the sky cleared and they see the earth from afar, they all of a sudden surge of happiness, gaiety of the shipwreck, which is to say: "I lost everything but I'm still alive! And I can start over. " The stronger, quieter, nothing increases self-awareness and a sense of the great value of life, but also the detachment from things and from the miseries human, like looking death in the face. Real or symbolic. And nothing makes us free from within as the risk of losing all: of course, if you know questioning, recognizing their own mistakes without trying to repeat what has already been. And who has wrecked this year and is returning to see the stars, not just saying goodbye to a year, but that part of himself that has been lost in the waves. Maybe precious, but not essential. From there you can share with a momentum and a new light. A second birth, the most exciting and well aware of before.
Many, most are tired: the year was difficult and hard, from the emotional point of view but also economically. The long wave of crisis bites harder bite than those who are already struggling to make ends meet, who sees the uncertain job, who does not expect a smile from the year to come. In retrospect, for most this was a year of war: inside and outside of himself, the couple, family, work (of war and social policy course, do not even speak). It's a different budget, which may explain many fatigues, is to ask, "How many days I spent alone? How many in battle? "Nothing erodes over the life energy of the state of war and chronic stress is not simply that the red warning light that body and mind when we DC, when the adrenaline is a thousand, when the time is eating us away when we're on the run. Many are in a state of permanent war, and we do not even realize, and yet it is the tiredness to say, more than any words.
For groped to start another year, it is essential to ask: "If the days of the war were more days of peace, what are the fronts on which I fought? Because I was at war? I fought for something important, or for reasons that I can face another way, looking for a sensitive and intelligent mediation? If I have lost the war, but I'm alive, how and where I can start a better life? ". And for the lucky ones, who have had more days of peace, it is essential to understand what blessed them: a child desired, after much suffering, an exciting job, after much study, the serenity of a retired life, full of interest and generosity, after much work, a love they can identify with someone who has a clear soul, feelings, and moral qualities, after all the loves solitude or misleading newfound health, after months of illness. E 'is essential to understand, to know how to remain in peace, not to waste this state of grace. And to be generous energy, positivity, confidence that the time to give us peace. To my faithful readers hope heart of a year with more days of peace. And more energy, enthusiasm and joy to savor life.
Alessandra Graziottin