A long train journey a few days ago gave me the wonderful encounter with Danilo, a strong Spirit whose right leg had been amputated due to a serious accident. “The strange thing,” Danilo tells me, “is that I still feel my leg, because I’ve been suffering from phantom limb syndrome for over a year now.…

You cannot live long by restraining yourself, keeping your true nature, the Truth you have come to bring, at bay. You can try, but it is an endeavour doomed to failure. Tyranny over oneself or others is simply too exhausting, it is unnatural. It is based on continuous and constant control, it requires all available…

Meeting a man at the station in Milan. Me leaving on a long journey, him half lying on a marble staircase sipping a heineken and watching people go by. “Hey puppies, you want to know something?” He thunders at one point towards me and a group of passing travellers.I nod and approach, while the others…

In a time as merciless as ours, in how many hearts grows the desire for total and eternal Peace. To end everything and simply deserve silence. On our shoulders, however, weighs the duty of a mission to be accomplished on Earth, the feeling that we cannot stop now. And how often these feelings seem conflicting,…

“A few months ago I lost my husband in a car accident. Missing him takes my breath away. Can you tell me something?” My dear, I can share many words with you, but they won’t help fill your emptiness. You will have to face it alone. Let me just say that our grief before death…

Parent schools, kindergartens in the woods, the exchange of services and goods without money, open-air theatres, libraries and cultural clubs in homes, doctors in holistic clinics, psychologists on benches, temples in nature and in every corner of the city. There is a parallel society, it has always existed, but these last few years have made…

A monk friend from Eastern Europe told me these days how his monastery is coping with increased expenses for bills. Every evening, the lights are turned off and candles are lit in the meeting and prayer places. His brothers are not enthusiastic about it, there are many complaints about the world situation, about government decisions,…

Prayer is a poem, a dedication, a wish that bounces and amplifies throughout the Universe and returns to us like a wave.When you really pray you are not telling God, the divine, what to do, quite the opposite: you are handing yourself over into his hands. How much we need at this time to feel…

A river that originated in the distant mountains crossed landscapes of all kinds and shapes and finally reached the sands of the desert. Like every other obstacle it had overcome, the river tried to overcome this one too,but as it flowed through the sand, its waters disappeared. He was still convinced that it was his…