Sometimes we receive items. Rumors flying through the air crisp, carried by a strong east wind that sweeps everything, everything raises. We enter into the ear without permission and began to hum. Hum and whistle. Hum and hiss. Incessantly.
it is not clear what is or what it means. We feel just a movement, a violent push that taken down by our niche. A force that disturbs us, but that shakes us. It puts us on a journey. We do not know what it's like all this mess on his head. And do not even try to listen to, it would be a waste of time. E '-entry period.
And this is not about to stop and try to understand. Yes throw away pieces of life. Have to do, to walk. No matter what or why or how: the essential and do. Simply.
E 'Action that leads to the movement. Stasis binds you to the posts and leave you there, like an abandoned dog. A transformation, illumination-if-you want comes only moving, struggling, sweating. I always remember that Mr. Brunino wisely I shouted "You go to the meeting never see the ball." Even in the game of football is that it meets, is to move from being seen.
With the barrel is a bit 'the same thing. We got up re-learn to do. But it is not strictly necessary to construct or fabricate qualcosa. Non parlo di un’idea di Fare come produzione utile o –comunque- sensata. Anche giocare con un bimbo, prepararsi un dolce, correre con un cane è Fare.
Fare è tutto ciò che ci smura dalla nostra malinconica poltrona e ci sbatte fuori di casa, nel mondo. Fare ci richiede impegno, ci mette in gioco, ci chiede di accendere la testa.
Non necessariamente si tratta di cose prettamente materiali. Non necessariamente. Un po’ di pragmatica attività aiuta infatti a riscoprire la Concretezza della Vita. Impastarsi le mani nella farina. Pulire i vetri di casa. Scrivere una lettera ad un amico. Cercare una Poesia. Son cose piccole, semplici, forse futili. Ma son queste che ci fanno smuovere, che restituiscono dinamismo un'abulica to everyday felted bitterness. It is not the grand gestures, big events to lose out on the trail. Perhaps give us a push: then it's up to us return backpacker and take the road all day.
E 'in Everyday that you can find the zest for life. A little 'attention and a bit of wonder. Caring for those around you, to what's happening next. Wonder at the enormity of the day. E 'absurd our great ability to overlook the existence, losing the magic of the passage of time. Every day you do next to us silent miracles that even perceive. We do not see the taste into a smile, in tears, in shopping, in a flower blooming in a falling leaf. Do not open their eyes when the rain beats, greets us when our mother, died when a fire at night.
We and our society we consider nonsense, useless frills, unnecessary detail. But what's bigger, more beautiful in every moment of life that takes place?
in contact with this life that is making us put in motion. In fact, walking is that walking. Living-in fact-which we live. Loving you love. It sounds obvious, I agree. In reality often think of doing certain things. In reality we are just thinking and not-really-doing.
We all know that the motto "E ' I love thinking of love "does not hold. There is no verse. Regge maybe in our head, but does not flow from our hands, our eyes, our lips. Gets caught between the nerves, does not flow into gestures. That's because Love asks, demands and claims the power of gestures, the essentiality of the Shares. The ideas are only good intentions.
Thought serves to recognize life, to settle down, to adjust to-and-designed. All good, all useful. But it is living the life that is built. It does not dwell in thought. Thought has no time. System and helps bring order into what has been experienced. But it is life itself that gives us all this wealth of modeling clay.
And everything is hidden behind the Making. Behind Making a simple, ordinary, almost primitive. Do not believe it is WHO KNOWS 'WHAT. Even the simple and immediate Stare is a little-different-ways.
Being silent. Stand by. To listen. Stare to contemplate a face, a rose or the world go by. Stare and Stare in reception, open, conscious life is accomplished.
is not a drastic change. It's nothing more than a return to Him. A return to material life, the concreteness of everyday life. What we are is-always-enslaved the ideal life. "Fold Relations" said a fighter. The risk is realized-my-every day. It is to be to be careful, and quite a lot.
The important thing is to always have the thought as a means. And life as only real, substantial Finish.
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