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MY HOUSE AT CHRISTMAS ... 
I decorated the house for Christmas. Like every year I have spent hours and hours to emerge from huge variety of boxes, Santa Claus, balls of glass, music boxes and colorful trees. I placed, with patience and care, jewelry, gifts in past years, memories and artifacts of little value, priceless. 
And the finished work, as every year, peace was felt more fatigue. 
I am often asked which reconciliation can find the more rational part of me, anticlerical contrary to the waste, the one with which most cohabit with this myself so sensitive to the Christmas spirit, exaggerated and full of frills, seemingly oblivious, if not indifferent to the evils of the world. 
Surely the explanation to the mystery is to be found predominantly in the extreme human contradiction and, in part, in the love I feel for the beauty, creativity and art. However I am sure that the intent is to create a more special place for my children, 
that is full of symbolic meanings, which feeds them and keeps them a little to hot, cold outside. The message I send them to flee disillusionment, a harbinger of drought, not to give in to cynicism, that takes away the smile, to put heart in what is not convenient, if that gives us emotions. 
so I teach them to cultivate the virtue of simplicity, because more than others is being able to make us enjoy a peaceful, durable. 
am sure that this ritual, seemingly superficial, they will be remembered like a lesson, a precept, and that will be included among the acts of care, care for them, as it was for me. The Christmas decorations are in fact a precious inheritance that delivery with confidence, and my children. 
I decorated the house for Christmas. Like every year I have spent hours and hours to emerge from huge variety of boxes, Santa Claus, balls of glass, music boxes and colorful trees. I placed, with patience and care, jewelry, gifts in past years, memories and artifacts of little value, priceless. 
And the finished work, as every year, peace was felt more fatigue. 
I am often asked which reconciliation can find the more rational part of me, anticlerical contrary to the waste, the one with which most cohabit with this myself so sensitive to the Christmas spirit, exaggerated and full of frills, seemingly oblivious, if not indifferent to the evils of the world. 
Surely the explanation to the mystery is to be found predominantly in the extreme human contradiction and, in part, in the love I feel for the beauty, creativity and art. However I am sure that the intent is to create a more special place for my children, 
that is full of symbolic meanings, which feeds them and keeps them a little to hot, cold outside. The message I send them to flee disillusionment, a harbinger of drought, not to give in to cynicism, that takes away the smile, to put heart in what is not convenient, if that gives us emotions. 
so I teach them to cultivate the virtue of simplicity, because more than others is being able to make us enjoy a peaceful, durable. 
am sure that this ritual, seemingly superficial, they will be remembered like a lesson, a precept, and that will be included among the acts of care, care for them, as it was for me. The Christmas decorations are in fact a precious inheritance that delivery with confidence, and my children. 
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