Full Life Expedition

How often do you find a space just for yourself each month? How many times a week do you truly center yourself? In our youth, we immerse ourselves in countless passions: art, music, sports, outings with friends. These are moments when our deepest self emerges, when our true being manifests. In those moments, we find satisfaction and peace because we understand that what we are doing is a reflection of our true selves. But as we grow older, responsibilities, work, and family come along. And the time we once dedicated to ourselves diminishes.

Everything is new, everything seems more important because it drains our energy to learn and because other lives start to depend on us. And so, gradually, we find it harder and harder to connect with our essence, lacking the time to let it resurface. Over time, work stabilizes, the children grow up and start their own lives outside the home. And slowly, those precious moments begin to appear where we can once again dedicate ourselves to ourselves. But often, we don’t know how to fill them. Old habits have changed, we have changed, and the passions of the past no longer make us feel centered.

Society tells us we are “too old” for certain things. Too old to express our emotions through drawing? To write a diary? To play basketball? What does it mean to be too old to do what makes us feel good? Are we too old to be happy? Should we resign ourselves to the everyday life? To devote ourselves entirely to work or family duties, letting our deepest part disappear?

When we do something we love, something that makes us feel good, we are ourselves. After dedicating all our energy to others for so many years, there comes a time when we can start to look a little towards ourselves. But sometimes, we are so drained of energy that we forget to turn back to ourselves. We immerse ourselves in social media, TV series, continuing to spend energy outwardly, thinking we are doing it for ourselves, but it’s not so. It’s just that we don’t know how to return to ourselves, having lost the habit.

Some time ago, someone asked me, “If you had some time for yourself, what would you like to do?” For a curious person, always eager to learn new things, a lover of art, literature, classical music, but also science and programming languages, my answer was, “I don’t know.” Suddenly finding myself faced with the prospect of having time on my hands left me flustered.

After years dedicated to “duty,” to the “more important” things, completely immersed in everything around me, what could I do to return to myself, to my center? How do you reconnect with your own self? I had forgotten… And so, I realized I needed time for myself, to re-center, to ground myself. I tried meditation, painting, writing.

But the truth is, our deepest being is inside us, and to connect with it, we need a physical place, without interference. A place where we can be ourselves, which can be a room, a park, or even next to a person who makes us feel good. A place where all the daily noise fades for a while, the outside noise diminishes and we finally manage to listen to the sound within us, our deepest emotions that vibrate, a sound at the center of the trunk, just below the sternum, our center that draws us in like a second gravity.

The sounds around us fade until they become background noise, the noise of our thoughts quiets down, the things to do, work, family, everything fades for a while. In our head, there is only a large blank canvas, ready to receive the present moment. There is only peace, there is only quiet. We perceive the exact moment we are living, we perceive being alive, we perceive our being. We reach our center and then expand it outward, and everything we are flows outward.

Our limbs are rooted to the ground, but our being radiates. Is it worth finding a place to experience these emotions a few hours a week? Is it worth being a manager, mother, father, child, and also being ourselves? Is it worth being all forms, to be 100% of what we are in this life? I believe so.

Find your corner of peace. Don’t wait for the perfect moment. The moment is now. Find your center, listen to your heart, follow your passions. There is no age to be happy. Fill your space with what you love. Because, in the end, being ourselves is the greatest gift we can give to the world.

Today, I found mine in this park in Rome.

And you, where will you find your corner of peace?

Check the video of this journey on Instagram