Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Who Are You?

Now, since the mundane, practical aspects are steadily getting sorted, I feel that the time has come to turn my mind more towards the goal of my pilgrimage: Aldo Moro.
I hear his calling. Stronger and stronger. And I feel the deep desire to fully open myself towards it.
I strive to let go of the everyday concerns and worries that still occupy me.
My gaze wants to turn to the inside, towards Aldo.
During this pilgrimage, my relationship with him is multi-faceted.

Sometimes I feel as if I am in the fairy tale of the Sleeping Beauty - with reversed gender roles.
Like a princess who looks for an enchanted prince, somewhere far away. For a hundred years he has been sleeping in a hidden burial chamber at the end of the world, guarded by roses and cicadas.
His immensely tragical fate has been softened by a good fairy godmother. A drop of blood and a tear fell on a rose and made it grow. Unnoticed, this rose grew on his grave and developed into a mighty thicket of thorns and blossoms, invisibly circling the whole world.

Only a few hear the calling that comes from this secret place. And only a few of those who set out to follow it will reach their destination, because the rose forest is thick and the thorns have no mercy.
Will I get through?
Will there be the redemptive kiss, the awakening from the pain?
Then again I experience Aldo as an adventurous and very lively young man. As a philosopher, politician and teacher. He wants to show me his home and tests my Italian vocabulary. He encourages me to learn more and to check out new frontiers.
Aldo Moro has his principles and his dignity. Sometimes he shakes his head and is stubborn.
Aldo Moro also is a grandfather. The old man with the gentle eyes, with whom you just want to sit under a shady pergola. Whose breath you love to hear when you are close to him, and whose sighs inspire kindness and attention.
And Aldo is the little boy who invites the little girl within me to play with him, who laughs and is naughty. A boy with whom I can dream all stars.

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