When I have to do something for me very important, sometimes I tend to delay it, for fear of not being able to achieve it.

I scared to do it because, I think, for that situation, I don’t feel me strong enough. More the interest is important, and more long are the activation times… I have always an excuse < I don’t have the time now…I’ll do it tomorrow> < I have to prepare, I have to get better.>

Maybe, it’s an unconscious excuse to avoid testing myself. I’m afraid it’s a failure or doing a speech more deeply, I can say that realizing what I care about a lot, my dream would end😱.

However, a confidence injection per day, I think is the right solution.😄 Tomorrow I’m going to the doctor, to get a prescription😁.

I admit, I’m a complainer.

There are days I complain about everything, to the point of not remembering what I’m complaining about.😁

Maybe, this happens when it’s full moon…and I feel like a werewolf?

My favourite victim is Fiore, my husband…generally the theme is the house that doesn’t tidy up well and if he touches the right button the story goes on a whole day.

Then…

In the motorhome,the tight space can make us nervous, so it’s easy complain of something, and when arrives the moment to go shopping, oh no, I don’t like! <Go alone, but buy all we need>.

Complains for the time never enough to do everything, complains for something that went wrong, for the weather not much, but, you know, that a complain calls another, so, it’s possible complains for nothing!

Fortunately, writing songs helps me keep quiet…my thoughts are more pleasant in song form and, at the end I always say what I’m thinking, however, on this, I still have to work on it some more.

And you never complain?

It’s a long time since I went ice skating. I learned in “Zambla Alta”, in a small skating ring, then I really liked going to the ice rink, in Milan, on Saturday afternoon, this for all my adolescence.

I made ice skating not artistic, but I was enough good.

Now, at my home, in camping,and too here in Portugal, there are ice rinks, but are almost always for children not sufficient big for adults and… I’m still able?, I’m older, but I think that ice skating is like ” going with bicycle” one time is learned it doesn’t forget more😄… But pay attention about falling!🤕

Ice skating, for me, is to play and to watch

Holidays on ice, beautiful show, I’ve seen it, more than once, it’s technique and fantasy together, surely, to go and see it. After seeing it, ice skating remains in the heart. Watch it on tv, isn’t like live, but is however captivating, in it’s being both dynamic and romantic.

One of the best reads is “Jonathan Livingston Seagull”, written by Richard Bach.

I’ve read this beautiful story more than one time and is always true…it feels me, every time, an indispensable piece of universe and it gives me also the idea to be able to do what I want, by overcoming everything.

The words and the thoughts that hover in the air together with Jonathan are energy of life, which in my opinion, each of us should breath, to load, and to be more aware of ourselves, especially now, that the freedom to be oneself is in danger.

I love fly high and my way.

Street Art in Portimão

Walking, for me, is like immersing myself in another dimension, staying without time, to be air, in moviment.

Whether I am in a city or in the mountain or other place, the most relaxing activity, for me is walking.

Sometimes I walk to think, my mind “processes data”😄 and so, moviment is good for me, to make decisions.

In the nature, I walk listening the sound of the birds and that of the leaf on the branches moved by the wind.

In the mountain, the effort to reach the top is nothing respect to satisfaction to see the world from above…from another perspective🙃

In the cities, with great curiosity, I like doing the slalom between the monuments, churches and artistic works.

In my leisure time, I like walking.

Funny is… What makes me smile😄

Dancing…all night long and then stay with friends until dawn 🤔 mmm I did one upon a time, now less, but is always a good and funny idea. I think “Taranta” Is the best to dance, for fun.

Play tambourine is a game that I like much. I always have with me my old tambourines and when is possible to play I’m very happy, especially if the other is my husband😁 and then is good for health.

Skiing in the snow…since I was two years old. This is to remember for the next year. Now I’m in Portugal, warm weather like a spring, but at my home in the mountains there is snow and a cross-country track very nice. Only negative point: is very cold, today the temperature was between +4° and -8 🥶.

Go for medieval fairs. I got married during the Beltane festival, in Italy, Piemonte,very nice and funny dancing with Celtic music, dress in medieval clothes and drinking “sidra”.

Invent fantasy stories in my mind, is a funny practice.I have a fervent imagination, it’s like dreaming with open eyes. To try.

My cat Grisú, already understands everything, As my others pets of the past, it is always present in my daily life and it is very smart.

It is blind for an accident with a car, but with great recovery capacity it reinvented it’s life, developing it’s other senses more and in fact, with it’s third eyes, it’s able to observe all of what I’m doing.

It is a cat of few words, he likes to be caressed while dozing and, while it’s eating, it wants me to put it’s food in a mound…I could tell it < oh spoiled cat>, but it is so sweet and kind.

It knows my emotions, but I’d like Grisú spoke my same language, so to understand also in words “I love you”😘.