“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life: finally, to take a step without feet”.
That’s why the pilgrimage began:
searching for the wildest intimacy and find beauty at every turn, completely sure no-one can follow your steps that disapear without a trace. Let’s go, get lost, disclosing the sand secret.
And, then, the sand revealed me that only if you are at comfort while simply be clothed in the sun’s rays or moonbeams, then, you can also be stylish and magnificent. The secret is in gratefulness. If you can find a way to be grateful like a singing ring-necked dove in the tree, unaware of its food for the evening, then, you can also move gracefully and gloriously in the desert.
“If there’s gratefulness in your breast”, the sand told me, “there won’t be grief. Thus, the grains of sand and the winds of your life will come through you sweetly and charmingly”.
When you reach that intimate comfort and harmony, then, your gratitude and grace will allow you to be clothed in the finest emerald colour jewels and golden volumes, in raffles of silk organza or turquoise satin silk.
