Ettore Fobo legge una mia poesia

Ettore Fobo, amico di anima, penna e mitorealismo.

Ho visto il video che ha postato sul suo instagram mentre ero alla fermata dell' autobus, qualche notte fa al ritorno da una serata con amici.

In quella fermata, mi è sembrato di essere sospesa in una bolla di realtà, al di là dello spazio e del tempo, dove le parole che sono state mie, non sono più mie. Appartengono al mondo, a chi le fa sue. 

Ettore, il tuo pronunciare ad alta voce ciò che io ho scritto in silenzio, mi ha fatto venire la pelle d'oca...anche per le pause, il tono e l'espressione.

Penso a qualcun altro che ha letto quella poesia, ma non coglieva i riferimenti dentro essa e ha ammesso di non capirla. Ettore capisce proprio. Ogni parola. Lo vedo dal suo "punto di emissione". Rende reale ciò che è mito.

Sono connessioni come queste che mi fanno venire voglia di scrivere. 

"Dall'infinito per ora è tutto."

Con gratitudine,

M.

Winter celebration - NVC London Winter gathering

Today I have offered for the first time a sound bath at the NVC London Winter gathering.

As Ceri said "Winter is a time to put things down and let them ‘compost’. Nature needs this quiet winter time to rest and restore. We are an integral part of nature." 

So it's time to reflect....

To let go...

And trust that life is continuing its course...

I'm touched by how easily things have come to happen. NVC, a context I truly love; Ceri asking me if I wanted to offer a session; a cozy space in Hammersmith facing the river and full of pillows and blankets... 

Leading others to immerge themselves into a vibrational energy I'm creating, with my own hands and intuition...it's Magic. 

Thanks to David Spofforth for introducing me to sound baths.

Thanks to NVC for teaching me leadership skills, to find confidence for creating offerings, and reminding me that it's also ok to fail, if it happens so.

We read this poem right at the beginning:

It's Okay to Fail

Just a little reminder to you all

Do not fear to stumble or fall,

For failure is not the end at all,

It's a chance to learn and rise again,

To find your strength and grow within.

Each setback is a lesson learned,

A chance to grow and be discerned,

From every misstep, a new insight,

A chance to make things right.

Embrace the journey, the ups and downs,

For each experience will shape and round,

The person that you are meant to be,

A champion of resilience, tenacity.

So do not fear to fail or fall,

For greatness comes to those who answer the call,

To rise above and strive once more,

To push beyond what came before.

So go ahead, take that leap of faith,

And know that you will find your place,

In the halls of those who dared to try,

And found the courage to continue on the ride.

May winter be kind to all of you.

Three minutes of truth

Finding a music that speaks true feelings 

(And watching him summoning them through an empty room.

Is this pianist inside a human heart? )

Rachmaninoff - Rhapsody on a theme of Paganini

How it was composed:

None shall sleep

 As we see the final Supermoon of the year, known as the Cold Moon, drifting past the Pleiades (a Seven Sisters' eclipse)....

...it's not time for sleeping, rather a time for music spheres.

 Better to watch a pair of eyes reaching eternity in the last note :)

None shall sleep,

None shall sleep!

Even you, oh Princess,

In your cold room,

Watch the stars,

That tremble with love

And with hope.

But my secret is hidden within me,

My name no one shall know,

No... no...

On your mouth, I will tell it,

When the light shines.

And my kiss will dissolve

the silence that makes you mine!

(No one will know his name

and we must, alas, die.)

Vanish, o night!

Set, stars! Set, stars!

At dawn, I will win!

I will win!

I will win!

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Nessun dorma" is an aria from the final act of Puccini's opera Turandot. It is sung by the unknown prince, Calaf, who has fallen in love with the ruthless Princess Turandot. After successfully answering her three riddles, Turandot refuses to marry him, so Calaf proposes his own challenge: if she can discover his name before sunrise, he will forfeit his life; if she cannot, she must marry him. The aria expresses his certainty of victory, as the princess has decreed that no one in the kingdom may sleep until his name is revealed.