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Life requires vigour!

For my friends who run their old farm house as an "agriturismo", which is a kind of country restaurant, I take care of their social activity. They also offer cultural, artistic and musical events, and are a quite known and appreciated reality in their environment. Therefore my posts for them do not only present their vegetarian/vegan food but also include points to reflect upon. Once a week, usually on Monday, I choose an Italian saying to propose some wise suggestions. I found different sites with Italian "proverbi" (sayings) and it was astonishing to see the number of them! Some are quite scurrilous: I don't know exactly why, but they evoke in me the Pieter Bruegel (the elder) paintings. They have the same "vibration"... In any case, always sharply wise. Today I chose this one "A farmer without vigour, the land defeats him without any rigour!" The image I asked AI to create for me was to depict an exhausted farmer almost swalle...

Wings

What an awkward day!
Strong inexplicable pressure inside, everything pulsing, whatever I approached didn't work, growing frustration and uneasiness... 

At some time in the afternoon I gave up. I took out a rune for me: Dagaz: the passage from one state to another... But incredibly, tooking it out, I saw the rune was broken! Couldn't understand how possibly the stone would break in the bag I keep them!

Finally I decided to lie down. What a strange thing happened. I felt myself suspended in some dark cosmic environment. It was so calm and totally still, motionless. I realised then my entire undefined being was in total intense fibrillation. As if composed by millions of energy sparks in constant movement, so that it looked like a Kaleidoscope of lights, glittering, changing colours and brightness.

I understood that I just needed to accept, welcome, this twinkling being who was me. I didn't need to move or do anything, as the universe around would naturally adjust to me...

At some time I felt my shimmering shape becoming taller and thinner. I realised the body looked like a rod with something attached that gave me the idea of a flag, somehow fluttering wildly while strongly glowing. I perceived the "flag" being attached to the upper part of my back.

Eventually I realised the flag was in reality wings, still stuck together, but trying to liberate themselves and become two distinct wings.

Me, within that shimmering being, in total surprise and awe. Realising I had wings! I felt them strongly attached to my back, between the shoulders... 

When I got up, the feeling of the wings continued, and still now that I am writing, they are still here! 

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