Windows on the soul

 

My trip to Florence ( Firenze), made my soul open more than I was expecting it. Beside the fact that Florence is an amazing city with a lot of breathtaking views and spectacular things to visit, it spoke to me through the windows of soul.

For instance, this first picture was taken at a cemetery (Cimitero delle Porte Sante),  where beside the breathtaking view, we have the sculpture of the woman who died. A mother of four apparently, but the way she is holding her cape like trying to take care of all her children, immediately took my thoughts to the pain her children must be feeling after her loss. My soul lost the sight of half of Florence ahead and just melted at the embrace of this women. What better way to cherish the memory of someone lost,  if not by making others feel what a great women she was, with no words included.  It took me a while to pull my self up after being lost in the depth of my thoughts, picturing love and pain at the same time, fear for what we take for granted and lose in a glimpse.

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Another place that made my soul vibrate was Ponte Vechhio. It is a medieval stone  bridge over the Arno River, that today it’s known as the Gold Bridge, but many years ago was named the Red Bridge. Do you see the tiny little houses on the bridge? They used to be the homes of many butchers. Can you imagine them, living there, in little rooms, making a living as a butcher? Cause I did, and it was like I have walked through a window that brought me a century back and realized that this bridge wasn’t your walk in the park destination, but a cold place, where blood was spilled to make a living, where you wouldn’t take your children to see where their meals come from. And now, back to the present window, it’s the place you need to be, as the butchers shops are gone and replaced with jewelries shops, from one side to another,only gold. One of the finest pieces of jewelry I have ever seen, lied there making this bridge sparkle. The tiny rooms are still tiny but just shops, no beds, nothing to remember the fact that they were once homes, just the walls that if could talk, we would have a different story.

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Come to think about it, the journey to Florence walked me between different windows from my soul, from pain to happiness, from sorrow to forgiveness. Must have been a place that’s been calling for me for a long time. Nevertheless those aren’t the only places in Florence that made my soul wonder, but are the most vibrant of all.

Would you agree, that you can wonder between windows of different ages, with your mind in a glimpse of a time?

This post participates in the Weekly Photo Challenge 

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Procida – one amazing Italian Island

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Walking around this little island in Italy, I felt like I was in a movie. An Italian one of course. The tiny streets, the balconies with something green, the colored houses and the hanged out clothes made me feel like I was daydreaming, but it was all real. One can get there by ferry from Napoli, just 30 minutes away, but it’s like a road from ordinary to extraordinary.  The best part is that it ain’t famous at all, so you still get that feeling of local scents and traditions. It has a port, five beaches, churches, museums and lots of places to eat very well. That well that you might change your jeans size:)

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This little street made me feel like this I was home. The pastel colors make you feel like you are in a painting and all you have to do is watch, breath, be there. ” La dolce far niente” one of the italian’s saying is well sensed in this place. No noise, no fuss, no stress, just enjoy a good glass of wine, the sunset, the breeze and the colors around you.

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This is one place where you can’t lack creativity, where nothing bad can touch you. It’s a place to feel loved by everything around you, a place where everything caresses you and music is always heard. Time stops, sins are forgotten, all is reborn in more colors than before and you won’t be able to stop smiling. A piece of heaven on Earth…20170910_080544

Prices are in range, nothing extra expensive, people are very kind and warm-hearted and every corner is spectacular. Prepare you camera, your sunglasses, always carry a glass of wine and just enjoy. Why stress about little things when heaven can be so easily reached?

Dracula’s landscaping

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A castle with more stories then no other…

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         Although many people are enchanted and tell many stories about Dracula, none of them tell how are the surroundings near his castle. Well I was curios about that. And I had found a beautiful part of nature with a dark side in it, where even the sun doesn’t come in. As you can see in the pictures, it is like the sun it’s outside the forest which is very well guarded by the fir trees. In all that darkness there is so much beauty ..or at least I found it beautiful. The cold stones with lines of water, the tall tress that never end, the beautiful views. Those forests are filled with mystery, hidden places, different smells and a lot of sounds that might drive you crazy if you dont have a good heart. I tell this. Dracula picked out a hell of a nice place to have his castle and enjoy the fresh blood of girls. Would you dare to visit those forests?

 

Photos: Rina

France and the simplicity of life

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A lovely barefoot picnic at the Louvre Museum

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Ever had the urge of reading outside no matter the people around you?

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There is no better time, then Now to have a beer and sleep in the sun…

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A bicycle, some red wine, fresh baguettes…a french picnic along the Seine

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Gossip Girls in the sun…

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Sunbathing in high heels…

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Everybody has place…

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Never alone with a book, near a river

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Just tired, now and here

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A river with a spice called love…

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Who needs a table, chairs to play cards?

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Waiting for you…

The thing I loved most in France, was the simplicity of feeling alive, free and loved. Any place was good for running in bare foot, for taking a picnic, for reading a book or playing cards. All you needed was sun and love. Love for life, love for feeling alive, love for enjoying the little things in life.  Let’s all enjoy!

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