"The Island"

...And the gaze ranges between sky, sea and land. And the heart gets drunk with emotions.

The entire natural cycle of nature lives and is full of energy here on this island.

As the sun rising from the horizon expands its delicate flashes of watercolor colors, the limbs awaken from the restful night's sleep and stretch, ready to revive themselves for the wonders of a new day.

...And the mind that scrutinizes the thoughts is dominated by the noise of the wind and cleansed of the impurities of the city rhythms.

Here the silence is a carousel of natural sounds.

The ever-moving air, the continuous skin contact of the wind that passes through you in every direction, which gives you new life and whispers new thoughts to you.

And at night, when black dominates the panorama, it punctuates the sky with billions of stars, all set and shining like a warm and austere cloak that envelops you and enraptures you with its beauty.

The infinite sea, welcoming and threatening in its liquidity, as if by miracle, laps every piece of rock and supports this strip of land which floats imperiously and emerges majestically with all its strength.

An enormous agglomeration of craters, an ancient group of volcanoes that have imprisoned all the power of fire in the current rocks.

A rainbow of a thousand colors is enclosed in the layers of every single slice of rock and with it millennia of history and peoples and cultures have trampled on every single stone.

And all the energy of the fire, the wind, the water, which have imbued these rocks with life forms, has transferred into the fruits of the earth that cover the island.

And as you pick the grape from the plant that has made its way between the hard rocks of the volcano and taste it, you feel in the taste this concentration of energy of fire and sun that have shaped an absolutely special and unique quality of fruit.

Everything is intense, the noise of the leaves, the color of the flowers, the heat of the sun, the hardness of the rocks, the liquidity of the sea, the solidity of the stone, the uncaptureable force of the wind.

Experience a whirlwind of strong sensations that destroy you, renew you, strengthen you.

You rejoin, again, even if for an instant, your true primordial nature, which is the origin of life. You are reshuffled into Oneness and returned to a new individual.

You have the opportunity to draw from the only true school of life: you are alone with yourself, you measure yourself, you dress yourself as a being with your own needs of primary existential necessity, purely physiological, and then you let everything that is mental purify, vivify, you make it reborn to a new life by noting that it only needs the essential and that the superfluous is only a pleasant side dish and if lived in excess it makes you fall into oblivion of what we really are.

Here you feel how the strength of man adapts and collaborates with the strength of nature, there is knowledge, adaptation, tolerance for the characteristics of the island.

There is instinctive love for one's land and a sense of protection but also a nostalgia for conquering new shores.

...You feel small and dominant...

A dot located in the Mediterranean and large, at the same time, as you scan the horizon, away from the rest of the world. Protected and defenseless.

...And you touch your centre, which is physically the stability of your body, but which I could define as your point of balance with everything around you...

Wonderful Pantelleria!! Marisa