Fluyendo ...

Flowing...

The scope, frequency and intensity of my love for my family now smells like fresh flowers and morning coffee. It's warm as the sun, sweet as chocolate and healthy as a bowl of oatmeal with fruits. It is full of everyday things, like the blue sky during the day. And also of tender surprises, such as a breakfast when you wake up or a little post to sweeten the afternoon.

My love is having beautiful, dreamy days now. And in difficult moments, she supports herself with hugs and kisses.

In my family communication is important, always respecting the differences and the condition of adults, each one with his life and his decisions we try to exercise our freedom with responsibility, without ever ignoring the loving, close, and supportive accompaniment.

In this line of behavior, family meetings are quite frequent, such as the coffee rite and the pleasant gathering about everything we want to talk about, exchange ideas and any topic that is for everyone's enjoyment, we do it with attentive listening, without filters, free criteria.

Everyone, in my family group, respects their own individuality with every role they have within the family and society, without envy, without betrayals, or competences.

There are many lessons I have learned with them, they are my greatest example of solidarity with the other. My ever-present support, my most anticipated audience. I inherited from my mom the love for social work, for participatory design, for the fight for the right thing, my smile, my nose, my body. My peculiar sense of fashion. And from my dad, my well-forged character, my strength, passion and sense of humor.

I will always celebrate all the beautiful and admirable that both of them are, and I will always thank God for all the things about them that I see reflected in me.

Thank you for giving me your infinite love, mine is growing for them every second, mom is 86 and Dad is 88, they are still alive and healthy, but today - and always - I am left with something I already knew, only now in an even bigger dimension: my family is my treasure, my happiness. I value, care for and love her more than ever. And I thank God and the magic of life for this great fortune of having some of them by my side (physically, or close to my heart).

That piece of my heart left in a few suitcases to fly around the world and they have been living in another countries for many years. My beloved brothers, with whom I grew up and have enjoyed the most beautiful moments of life, and my children who are venturing today to a new stage that, I am sure, will be even more beautiful and happy.

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This cover photo of my hands pointing to the sky tells me about relevant topics, for me.

On the one hand, it tells me about family loyalties, and on the other hand, about the way of flowing as an active meditation, which we inherit from each other. From here, I throw them batons and tell them a short "see you later". Because I know we'll be laughing together again soon.

My love for my family, flow now, and it means so many things... I wonder what else will be tomorrow?

Janitze.