"There are few places in a life, perhaps even one, where something happens; after that there are all the other places."
(Alice Munro)
The thought put to flight. Or out of order. The thought returned. The thought disturbed by something unspeakable. Thought recreated. Compact. Adult. This day center is the womb of thoughts. But also of the commitment of thoughts. The activities. The comparisons. The talks. We allow ourselves to be impatient to grow, to concentrate, to meet. And when this happens, the meeting shows us not to fear chaos, but to dance with chaos. Because you can breathe the tumult of busy thoughts in the air. The day center redefines our priorities. And we learn, through the commitment of thoughts, to orient the life force that is within us. To release that energy that is freed with the other, here and now.
Silvia Bove
*on the cover the painting "How I see myself through you" by the author herself.
