With some delay I am going to share the Lightfoot mission almost accomplished in Milan in March.
I have been traveling in a non-sustainable way to get to Milan, arriving at crazy night hours. The beautiful thing about beautiful friends is that they share their beautiful connection with you, so I was staying with Anna Giulia for one night: just the time to rest before going to Gorizia.
The next morning, opening the window gave me thrills: sun outside and the noise of a city I did not know yet and it was already full of positive vibes.
I had a nice handwritten letter by and for I-donno-who and I felt very excited: I was going to be the channel, I wanted to be connected.
Enjoying the sun, I decided to take the longest way to get to the other side of town: I nice tram passing through the city and showing me around seemed perfect.
People got in and out, moving around, chatting in one language that I could finally understand. A Chinese mum with a lovely baby that everybody was smiling at, got my attention too. The care she was giving to that little creature made me think about how much love we waste everyday. It made me think about free hugs, communities, inspiration. People should try not to be afraid of physical contact and proximity when they get older than 5…
But at the same time, I keep thinking about how to balance sense of community and freedom. Are they really irreconcilability? In Italy society is based on family. Without it we would be dramatically lost (especially on an economical perspective). Family supports, gives cares. But family also limits and shapes us. Sometimes it controls. How can we built nets that have the same supportive value (where you can share interests and find love), without the limiting counterpart of attachment? Without control?
Casa is where we can experiment this relations. Where we can practice new ways of sustainable friendship. Even if sometimes is difficult to be an insider/outsider/thursday-weekly-dinner-host in a microcosms of last minute decisions, I feel blessed to be there.
I wanted to share Casa approach, and some of these thoughts, with the addressee of my letter.
So, I was very happy to have someone answering the bell. A young voice, made curious by the fact that someone was bring a letter by hand from amsterdam without knowing who wrote it, told me that the person I was looking for, was not in. But she came down, to pick the letter. A young girl in pyjamas appeared on the door. So I explained. I told her about Casa, and told her about my mission. Probably too yong to trust a weird blond girl offering a coffee, probably already scared by I donno what or maybe just bored by my talk, she refused to have a longer chat. But she kept the letter. She knew who was from. I did not dare to ask.
And I walked away, with the sensation to not having done enough.
I feel I should have left her casa’s website address or the physical one… I felt I should have give more chances to react. leaving an open door for her to think about it more.