Certosa di Pavia

Certosa di Pavia
Originally uploaded by anbri22.

(D70 Nikkor 24mm 2,8)
detail - better in Large Size
Closer to Pavia than to Milan - along a canal connecting the two towns - the building of this charterhouse began in 1386 by order of duke Gian Galeazzo Visconti. It was intended to be both a Carthusian monastery and a sepulchral church for the Viscontis.

Uploaded by anbri22 on 14 Oct '05, 9.44pm CET.

Autumn's Dream
Inserito originariamente da anbri22

I was waliking along Radovna river in Vintgar Gorge when suddenly Autumn appears to me. This is an Autumn's dreams because what I saw is not the same landscape there was but a vision I have had for some seconds.


The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."

And tonight the heavy earth is falling
away from all other stars in the loneliness.

We're all falling. This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.

And yet there is Someone, whose hands
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.

[Rainer Maria Rilke]

wonderful drops ....

wonderful drops ....
Originally uploaded by anbri22.

Last night I had a strange dream.
I was in a fantastic place and there was an incredible light.
All around was beauty and light.
I was walking through flowers and trees in a fantastic landscape.

Suddenly I was in a place like a park ... in that place there were gardeners bathing the grass. The water created a great reflection of light all around ...
The drops flew against the sky before falling back intact on the grass where they remained there shining.
I removed my shoes and started dancing on the bathed grass. I walked all around with my naked feet and I felt so well.

When I was so happy someone asked me why I walked arond without shoes and in that moment I remembered of my shoes ... a strange state of anxiety took me about my shoes ... I went on my walks searching for my shoes. It seems that was wrong dancing without shoes....

Then I waked up and I thought :
“you could be even happy dancing on naked feet if
none tells you that you haven’t the shoes”

Don't pay attention to the voices that say to you that something lacks you ... you will be less happy!

raindrops flying in the gallery, a photo by anbri22 on Flickr.

A Dream

Last night I had a dream.
I went to my mother's home and I went into the kitchen ...
the great and luminous kitchen of the house where I grew ...

My dad died four years ago ... I know so well ...
In the dream, also I knew my dad was dead ...

The daylight was coming in from the large and great window ...
I went into the kitchen and ... My dad was there!
He was watching out from the great window ...
I saw his shoulders and the green garden outside.

Suddenly he turned to me and he was smiling.
I exclaimed "Dad" ! .... but he put his finger on his mouth
as if to say "Don't talk"

He kept in his hands a tape-recorder ... an old black tape of the seventies.
( I knew that tape, really belonged to my father)

Then he turned on and has started a music ... a song that I knew.
It was an instrumental theme of relaxing music ... but I didn't know the title ...
Suddenly my dream ends.
My father was there, in the light of the window listening to that music watching to me
and smiling ...

This morning I took my iPod searching for that music ...
Now I know what is the song, now I know why my dad came to me in the dream!
My dad is an angel ... my personal angel!

I can see him with my mind ... now he is sitting here with me in my car and he is smiling with me!

The tape last night was playing "Angel Wings"

Text by Anna Briatico ©2003