Dear Earthlings,
yours truly is blessed with some tales from Italy. She wants to share them. With antiquity in the background, the legacy of initiation into the arts of loving is still present. The arts are a way to know, and the art of love is very effective. The most important thing is knowing oneself. And what's a better way to accomplish that than to love someone who is like oneself?
Ode alla fonte pura, or Ode to the Pure Source is precisely that, an ode to the source of self-knowledge. This source is met when one encounters another like onself for love. The two women in this tale choose to experience one another as lovers as they seek that deeper enounter with the self that comes from the resemblance.
Some might call this tale bisexual. That would be ok. In the wider horizon of love as the art of knowledge of the world, bisexuality is the healthiest possible sexual orientation as long as the arts of love are not revered yet. When that reverence happens, the need for bisexuality disappears, and love becomes the path to knowledge and its method.
Here's the tale.
Ode alla fonte pura
Mi lascio cullare dal dondolio del treno, lancio avanti nel tempo i miei occhi chiusi, ad immaginare il tuo sguardo; la fantasia è libera di spaziare, ho pochi elementi di te, una piccolissima foto icona di Messenger, parole sullo schermo, tracce allusive per mille possibili esiti, unica certezza il desiderio profondo di conoscerci e di legare le nostre esistenze, anche solo per un fugace incontro.
Sono serena, un po' trepidante, è la prima volta, è la prima volta, ripeto dentro di me, che finalmente il fascino misterioso dell'essere femminile potrà svelarsi alla mia inesauribile voglia di vita e di conoscenza.
So già che ciò che desidero non è solo un corpo speculare al mio, ma è altro, è la scoperta reciproca della pelle, del respiro interiore, del movimento lento e sinuoso, dolce ed accattivante, un'altra me che parla con me.
Continua . . . .
So già che ciò che desidero non è solo un corpo speculare al mio, ma è altro, è la scoperta reciproca della pelle, del respiro interiore, del movimento lento e sinuoso, dolce ed accattivante, un'altra me che parla con me.
Continua . . . .
Greeneyes and Penelope
Dear Earthlings:
There is no liquiity yet. But the fluidity of the story fits the theme we are embracing. The ecology of life is always love. But love comes in many many different ways. Things in nature evolve out of joy and pleasure. And if we only acknowledged the sacredness of that, we'd have nothing to interpret as scarcity or pain. Let's stay tuned for that day!
Education is the heart of democracy. And that includes education to love. More posts on this topic. Next is an Italian novella, Ode alla Fonte Pura, Ode to the Pure Source. Stay tuned. We will post every Thursday at noon.
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Namaste,
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Come back! And stay tuned for more wonders.
Namaste,
Serena Anderlini-D'Onofrio, PhD
Gilf Gaia Extraordinaire
Author of Gaia and the New Politics of Love and many other books
Professor of Humanities
University of Puerto Rico, MayaguezProfessor of Humanities
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