Being a woman Being a man or simply Being
June 28th, 2010
Today I was at a table. Thoughts crossed each other. Cultures and histories of ancient and different origins. Mutual respect. Women and men of the highest level: intellectual, spiritual, moral, agnostic and political. High reasoning.
I thought I was living the harmony of utopia in pursuit of mutual knowledge.
Do I know? Do we really know humanity in all its complexity? How can we find a space where different ways of thinking can meet, coexist and confront each other? I say that diversity is an asset, but then again, do I really accept that declaration? Many, many, many years ago, Rai entrusted me with the making of a program titled “Being a Woman, Being a Man”. Today, I might accept such a job with one condition: that it would simply be called “being.”
In one of my trips to Asia I have arrived to a large Buddhist Temple in Hong Kong, where all day long men women children light incense, give offerings, pray and ask incessantly, as in any other Church, Mosque, Synagogue, Temple or in the intimacy of non-religiousness, for a response of peace and of coexistence in mutual love to their anxieties and their expectations…
A dream of little hands.
June 5th, 2010
A watch with its hands broken.
March 1st, 2009

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She was abandoned by everyone and welcomed here in the name of love. She discovers her role as an older sister, aware of the fact that in her pocket – just like her fellow AIDS patients – a watch with its hands broken.
(luca de mata)
Don’t look back!
February 23rd, 2009

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There are wars carried out with arms and battles fought without arms, dedicating oneself with love. Wars against despair and marginalization. Wars of charity and mercy. Arrogance, no! Testimonies that cry out with the force of humility that one cannot and should not look back.


