IS PSYCHOTHERAPY A TREATMENT?
In recent years we have been witnessing something that, in my opinion, is extremely positive: a great number of young people are turning to psychotherapists. The taboo has collapsed, the idea that whoever goes to a psychologist is “crazy.” Fortunately, that notion is gone, and now there are a lot of…
PEEKABOO
That undefined face smiling, then the curtain of hands, then there it is again. “Peeka…” The wait for those hands to open again, the hope that that smile will return.
“…boo!”
That game tells us that nothing is lost. There is no anguish if there is something left, after the greetings.
But can…
NO LAW LASTS FOREVER
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” – Martin Luther King
Dear Papillon,
many years ago, driven by curiosity and a certain recklessness, I went to Israel and saw many things.
It was November, and it was warm — a beautiful kind of warmth, the kind you only get in true in-be…
THE “NO” HAS WON
I feel emotional, more than I have in a long time over a political outcome (yes, political!).
And for some reason, I find myself thinking of my one-and-a-half-year-old children, who can barely speak yet. Hardly at all. But they make themselves understood, and there’s one thing they say loud and cl…
PEDRO PEDRO PEDRO..
It is not only the refrain of the song by the great Raffaella Carrà, but also a tribute to the third consecutive government led by Pedro Sanchez, current Spanish Prime Minister.
Since in our parts political continuity (democratic!) he’s not exactly at home, I tried to understand what the recipes m…
THE POETIC SCIENCE
Science can be incredibly fascinating or terribly cold. We have noticed that. It is no coincidence that Frankenstein, the novel written by the very young Mary Shelley, is still today a source of inspiration for countless books and films. A story that is, in the end, quite simple, yet for two centurie…
100% SILK
Exterior.
San Sebastián, spring of an indefinite year, Andrea Laszlo sings, “the world is an irrational guy, it does what it wants, it gives no explanation.” A north wind blows, carrying away clouds and uncertainty. On a bench without corners, a man in a honey-colored jacket buries his head…
WHO IS THE PSYCHOTHERAPIST?
Rome, 2012.
During university lessons, the teacher, to explain to us what a psychotherapist was, started with a roundup of “it’s not…”
He’s not a friend.
He is not a priest who absolves.
He is not a parent.
He is not an advisor.
It’s not, it’s not, it’s not…
And we’re there wonde…
A WAVE
WE
A wave. I think about waves often. Maybe because, reading a book some time ago, I discovered that the world isn’t made of still things. Maybe our sight deceives us, but reality is constantly in motion; it simply moves on a timescale very different from ours.
If I asked anyone who Einstein wa…