Giants don’t sleep

Humans don’t sleep in winter. Maybe we grew smarter to rule over nature. Or maybe we grew smaller and forgot the song of the hearth with her allegrettos and her adagios.

Somehow we can still feel the soporific tension to oblivion though. That silent invitation to leave the excitement of the full sun and repair to rest and recover. 

Mist is back in my Milan. It’s curious. When I left 5 years ago the mist wasn’t reaching the center anymore. 

Back to those times I felt my city becoming every day less Milan, like her soul was beginning to fade, left unprotected by the soft cover of her most romantic morning cloak. Too much light may hurt.

Maybe it was me. How many times we project ourself into the world to feel  more safe. We want things to be in our mind grasp to avoid seeing how big the universe is and how small we are.

But now my mist is back. The earth is bringing leaves and mist on a skin like a Giant blanket for her to get ready for winter.

Maybe we’re not that small after all. Maybe the sky so high just frighten us with his infinite womb and the earth so heavy bend our desire to infinity to the ground. But in the mist we don’t see any of it. We’re with ourselves and we can see better inside our heart without the interference of the world. We can summon or strengths and then we can get out ready to accept the expansion of the huge landscape of possibilities that our world give to us. 

Maybe we don’t sleep but we can recover and rest as well making our own songs. So let the mist be. 


(Coaching times are the best and the beast, divouring all my time to feed his childrens. I only hope his breed will grow strong and will help me in the future in exchange. In the meanwhile I will juice up every free moment I have to reply to you and if you like to comment and share It will be like a moment of wonderful recharging mist to me πŸ˜‰ )

23 Replies to “Giants don’t sleep”

  1. Your beautiful always resonate with me and this is for sure one of my favorites posts from you. And to make such a comment or choose only to be one is almost impossible but this particular post spoke to my heart on an even deeper meaning and I loved it.
    Thank you so much, you are amazing my friend.

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    1. I’m so happy you liked it… I “felt” this post, and it means a lot to me that with your sensibility so close to mine you could feel it too. It make me think I could be able to communicate my heart in a language still so mysterious to me! Thank you so much for sharing it! 🌹🌹🌹❀πŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺπŸ’ͺ🌎

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      1. I’m glad you shared it and like I said it really spoke to my heart. Two foreigners with a different native language, communicating in their second language. It’s quiet special I think.



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