It is a Crisis.
This was supposed to be the year of my life. I was about to spend not only my birthday, but the months of spring on the beaches of my favourite country. A dream becoming true. Putting my semester at the university on a pause, signing the contract for Erasmus, buying the flight, destination Rome, almost starting packing, in order to embark in the journey of a lifetime, to take part in a project I believed in, to „bring cinematography to the people”, as La Guarimba Film Festival pronounces its purpose.
And then everything changed, completely, the world needing more than cinematography; a need for renewal, for reinvention became vital. The suffer was and is horrible, but complaining about own need to replan, about the difficult impact it had on personal situation is absurd, ignorant. Adapting becomes only solution, a peaceful set of mind is required, together with patience and understanding. The only way to try and make the situation better is by respecting the rules, as restrictive as they are, not only in order to have a healthy attitude toward oneself, but to keep the loved ones, moreover, the humanity as a whole safe.
Redefining
An individualistic philosophy, based on Darwinist survival of the fittest may be an immediate solution, but the sacrifices present themselves as too brutal. I sustain the principle of togetherness, fighting for a collective, although private, from isolation contribution to the, at least moral health of every nation.
And I don’t argue, it is not hard. It seems to be impossible, now, with the blossom of every tree, with sweet perfume of flowers, with days getting longer and the lust for living, for travelling and sharing, for meeting the friends and laughing, dancing without a break stronger. The humanity is fighting more than a deadly virus; individuals are literally confused, no, in shock with having to much time in their hands. Besides the disastrous effects this period has on every branch of the until now good rooted societies, the psychological repercussions need to be taken in consideration.
Time & Its Fluidity
I cannot find words of consolation, at the same time not being able to bring something new, to recommend a cure for bad thoughts, to improve, to put an end to what is happening. All I can say is, patience is needed.
There is no such thing as too much time. Only by starting complaining, one realises, the day is gone, the precious, irreversible hours are gone forever. I still observe, I don’t have enough time even to read what I was planning to. Than there comes sport, writing, watching cinema…let’s not even start discussing series! I keep encouraging myself, now is time to learn Italian, now you can finish that paper for University, but then I say…one more page of this book…and then it is midnight. And this is only my personal routine, each one has his own hobbies, own passions, own things he/she wanted to do.
P. S.
by sharing personal pictures of garden and house, I encourage each one to observe own surroundings, dig for hidden corners, for places which need a painting, for lights that pass majestically through windows and materials, for each home represents own soul.
Let’s find magic in daily common, to be happy with what we have and to appreciate every tiny detail.
