Category: Blog

walking, enjoying the beautiful autumn sun, that’s the beauty of life too.

What is a good way to start practicing an hobby?
To me it’s “having fun”. I’d use these words because we can’t expect to do something if we don’t enjoy it.

At the very least, this is a requirement.
It’s strange to note that we all overthink too much. Maybe we dream and imaging the future, we imaging how we could make money out of it and so on. And that is the thing that makes it tough, because if reality doesn’t match your expectation you’re bound to be disappointed.

Starting small is also a good thing. Starting easy, with less rules than the ones required.
This way you can learn gradually and improve step by step.

Anything more than that and you risk to put too much pressure on the task and on you, risking your entire passion for something.

Being sure today is a sign of power. If you are sure of what you’re saying, or at least behave like that, people will think you’re right.

It is great because this allow people to grow a bigger self esteem that is useful, though a question should be asked: at what price?

Today being right feels like it’s really important, isn’t it? I think we somewhat miss the value that’s behind doubting yourself.

It allows you to grow and learn, to evaluate the many point of views of the world.

And while it may sound fantastic it has a gigantic drawback: you need a stable and strong self esteem to continuously doubt yourself: if you don’t have it, it’ll soon grow old and you’ll eventually come back to the old version of you.

Here it lies the second trap: being wrong or even doubting yourself is not a sign of disonor. Instead it is a sign of growth, but we are so accustomed to deduce that if we have the wrong solution we are wrong too.

We aren’t. Only the solution is wrong. Doubting yourself doesn’t mean that you’re worthless.

It means you’re worthy.

Some people can’t stand email because it’s so un personal. They probably feel like it’s a task.

To me it’s quite the opposite. Email is a way of organizing life and information. This difference might be caused mostly by our different attitude.

Some prefer to talk. Some prefer to write

Yesterday it rained a lot here, streets were filled with water.

Today a nice wind and a clear sky welcomed us into the world, and this night a modest winter breeze came out.

Air was clean and fresh. When you come from the hot temperature of summer the winter’s air is clearly recognizable.

It’s somewhat cleaner, crisper. 

I can’t deny it: I love smelling this air. I love breathing it because it’s like cleaning yourself from the inside.

In these days I continue to think that life and this world is full of beauty, beauty that hides in plain sight that we cannot see but it’s there.

Like air, invisible yet fundamental.