WATER (PALINGENESIS)

WATER

(Conceptual text by Claudia Achilli)

There are places that we cross without preserving memory,

places that we do not remember but that are within us.

They belong to such an extent that they merge with our body, with our

soul.

The oldest of these places, the one from which we all come, is made of water

that nourishes, that welcomes, that protects.

Envelope that separates us from pain, from suffering.

It is the place of love, of consolation, of beatitude.

That's where I want to take you back now, to the place where your life began.

Surrender to the memory of that place, put down every defense, open wide your

heart and welcome.

Go back for a few moments where it all began,

back to being seed, sprout.

Back to being all the possibilities of the universe enclosed in a small

cocoon and remember:

One is born and dies countless times.

This is the hour of rebirth. Come back to life.