Tuesday, 5 November 2013

For most of the specialst areas a recommended time is suggested to enable the recipient ( now that's a great word too....makes me feel that at last l might get something for nothing ) to  enjoy the maximum benefit. So for the Bagno Turco it is 10 minutes, Melmarium con argilla depurativa ( our last friend) its 20 minutes and the list goes on. For the Stanza del silenzio interiore it could be until its closing time ...not for that day or week but probably as close to 9 months ( unless of course you are an elephant)if  you get in real early, and there are no complications.
Inside this round walled pod are 6 chairs which seem to be suspended in a darkened space, and shaped to accommodate a large resting head whose only responsibility is to think itself back to the good old days when life in utero was the best thing ever. Once lying all curled up in that no nonsense foetal position it seemed impossible to me that anyone could  think seriously about job security, or whether the government could live without Mr Berlusconi°s ways or needed them to secure a popular mandate.. why bother about  the Church or the plight of Italy's youth struggling to make sense of  decades of corruption and waste. Why be born at all?
Yet fortunately here in this most sacred of darkened spaces where even the floor and walls enclosed the charmed sextuplets, forming a warm comfortable womb there were signs of something else.
Outside Giuseppe and l had no idea yet about what was taking place inside this womb. We ventured inside to darkness and were met with icy stares, from agitated pupils looking us up and down, and the shaking of heads  telling us to be quiet. No one inside this uterus seemed content...no one wanted just to be.....something was stirring.
So in this  Stanza del silenzio interiore perhaps demons were being faced rather than being put to sleep. Pehaps this wonderful and beautiful country whose language has made my life richer, is able to do more for its own sons and daughters...l hope so.
It was time to go......back to Montepulciano.

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