January When I was a little girl in school textbooks in January was always described as a gray, cold months, basically sad. A corollary of this tale, the authors add photos and drawings even more melancholy gray sky, bare trees, figures infagottaei between coats and scarves, nessuna esplosione di colore, nessun motivo d’allegria. Quanta invidia provavo per le mie amiche che potevano vantarsi di essere nate tra il tripudio dei profumi di tutte le altre stagioni: fiori, frutti, mosti.
A me ed al mio gennaio invece nulla, non toccavano neanche quelli, forse solo l’odore della legna bruciata nei camini. Sconsolata dovevo accettare di essermi presentata al mondo in un mese austero e cupo, in cui l’ambientazione e le atmosfere erano, quando andava bene, un bianco ed inanimato silenzio.
Che beffa! Che ingiustizia!
Proprio a me amante dei colori, del caldo, del sole. Ma che centravo io, mi dicevo, con un mese così taciturno e serioso? Anche il mio segno zodiacale, qualora avessi voluto take into account, I do not describe how I felt to be. The usual story of my life backwards, or thought. But a birthday party after another, looks a bit ', I've learned to love this month.
E 'is a true winter months and all seems cold and desolate, but it's just a perception influenced by cliches and a partial view of reality. Walking through nature I have learned to listen to what happens beyond the sense of sight and feeling cold on the skin. I learned to feel the heartbeat and breathing of its relaxing sleep.
Nature is asleep under the warmth of the earth, covered by the blanket of colorful leaves and regenerates itself, just as to me during the night. Life must awaken or be reborn and to do the will power and energy and to promote anything that gives the January peace and tranquility.
silence and peace of this nature is strengthened and dreams, yes, in my dream and project ideas for the future: there are branches to grow, to redesign leaves, flowers and fruits to color that with all the ingredients require much work to be mixed. The trees will have to accept their nests and much food will grow or spread on land to feed a multitude of animals. The snow and rain will fill the water reservoirs and the land will be ready and fertile for planting. For this January
a month is not staid and lifeless, on the contrary, is a month which works a dream.
And you feel the first changes in the air. The dark, in fact, and the sun begins to retreat back to give us more minutes of light. It will also be screened for this reason that we feel a new beginning. The name January is derived from the Roman god Janus (Ianuarius) gods in charge of ports and bridges, but more generally represents any kind of transition and change (because January is the month that opens the doors of the new year). And so often we live. A cycle has ended and a new era opens before us and this figuratively brings new resolutions, new goals, new dreams. Everything could not be made during the months prior to January finds strength and courage. On January, among other things a month as brave and strong urges us to dare, to try to rephrase.
January is the beginning and like every beginning is full of assumptions and potential. Everything can happen, everything could happen. What we have is a slide of months before facing up, depend on us being able to grasp what they most desire. January has worked for us.
