BY MARY GRACE VATICANO How old am I? I am at that age when you look at things more placidly, yet with an interest to continue to grow. I am at an age where you can just about caress your dreams with your fingertips and illusions become hopes. I am at an age where love…
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BY MARY GRACE VATICANO Sometimes I like to think that Time, if it had a human form, would absolutely be the most impossible being in existence. The calm way Time waits to see a seed flower from the earth, and then gives it its flower and from its flower, its fruit and then watches it…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO True happiness is the one that stays hidden, the one that grants no immediate or superficial certainties except that it won’t die, because humankind’s greatest heart desire is to be happy. The hardest conquests, the seemingly unattainable goals are the ones that make a man grow, and lead him to embrace happiness.…
BY SAMUEL COLOMBO Unexpected victory! Who would have ever thought… Yet, despite what the latest American polls indicated, Donald Trump has surprised everyone and become the president of one of the major world powers. What will happen now? All world presidents have taken note. Some are happy. Some are worried. Meanwhile Hillary congratulates Trump. In…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO One day I went into a recovery centre for young victims of accidents. Young people that had to regain mobility in their limbs, but, above all, young people who had to overcome the struggles within themselves, the struggle of not being able to walk independently anymore and the struggle of having to…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO On a cool summer morning, I decided to pack my rucksack with lunch and set off on my, way along a mountain path. A long path that would lead me to a 2000 metre high destination. I put my boots on, took a walking stick and started my climb that lasted four…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO Every man, woman, and child lives, moves, grows, shows emotion when free to express themselves and feels. The eyes see what the soul communicates. The soul is a reflection of who we are, and through the most intimate part of our souls, we can establish a close, safe relationship with ourselves. Through…
BY SAMUEL COLOMBO What are the expectations today of the men, women, young people, children or the elderly who live in Italy? All hope has vanished, all desire for growth and change has given way to a fear of existing and living, every positive speech has erased the minds of the Italians, every glimmer of…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO Children running between bombs, children hiding in the alleys of death, children with a blank stare as if to ward off the pain that crushes their hearts, children with blood on their hands as they hug their mother or father killed by an unjust war, a war they cannot understand. Not only.…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO People normally think that the passage from the Gospel in Luke 15:11-32 which narrates the story of the prodigal son is a parable that Jesus only told for Christians. When reading of the Father who hugs the son who returns home, people think of God. The Gospel simply talks about a Father…
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