Action Speak Louder Than Words

“Love is a silent film: remove the volume and concentrate on gestures.” Massimo Gramellini In the last year I’ve been thinking a lot about this thing of speaking actions. Gramellini explains it well in his book, I will try to make a summary. We remove the volume of words and look at the expressions, actions and gestures of the people around us. If someone tells us “I love you” every moment but then is absent, treats us like we were a piece of furniture bought and placed in the corner of the room (bright and airy, but always a corner) maybe it’s not love. At lowered volume his lips may have pronounced anything rather than I love you, like: “iron

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Cittiglio’s Waterfalls

I know it is too long that I do not write, way too long. Two months in Italy to recharge the batteries. Two months of holidays, food, friends, relatives, love, sighs, laughter, sports, sea, faces, talks and even a few teardrops. Two months of places visited. Many things have happened to me: intense, unexpected and in the middle of a pile of shit (excuse me for the French), I felt extremely alive, happy and loved. It is true that life is not programmed, there are no Excel files with times and dates, events, phrases, people to put in a column. Life is more like a moving ocean, a giant blender, a summer storm. And this year I decided to close

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YOGA

I know, it’s too long I do not write. I would like to update you on my Sociological Experiment, I would like to tell you about the horrific giant cockroaches that infest my home, I would like to take a few hours off to discover the lost corners of Hong Kong, like taking the ferry, leaving the island and go to read the future from Mong Kok’s fortune tellers. Instead, I spend all my time and all my energy in Yoga. So now I’m talking about it. Have patience, the heart cannot control. First and foremost, a premise that I have a heart to do after reading the comments and the atrocities on the various social media ¬†as a result

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Sociological Experiment – Chapter 1

Often at lunch I eat out. Sometimes with friends after yoga classes, sometimes alone between giving a massage,  performing Pancafit for a client or going to the market. In Hong Kong, but in fact in all Asia, there are plenty of restaurants with a lunch menu, which always includes a main course and two or three side dishes. Imagine a tray divided in spaces, like the Japanese Bento. It can be found with Japanese dishes, Chinese, but also Western food; I find it a wonderful option if you do not want to stray each time like piglets or you do not like the sad fast sandwich eaten in five minutes, maybe even standing. Usually, besides the two or four-person tables,

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