It is impossible to be saved from emotions.
The simple act of looking at the light presupposes an altered state of awareness.
Here’s what happens when you are travelling to Sicily: a separation. Thinking places, where even today, centuries later, we can breathe the scent of antiquity.
The extraordinary force of nature with its stunning scenery, the beauty of the places and ancient remains are fitting backdrop for a journey in search of its own being, that does not mean just being, but get your bearings. Messages, which I am sure, the traveller will be able to feel in complete spontaneity.
The suspended atmosphere between the sacred and the profane of Lipari, the sky of Taormina, the black diamond of Catania, the prospect of Noto, Scicli, Modica and Ragusa, the opulent Greek roots of Giardini Naxos, Lentini, Siracusa and Palazzolo Akreide.
The dwelling of Ceres at Enna, the dance of the devils in the Val di Mazara and San Vito Lo Capo, the shadow of the Byzantine Erice and the sea salt from Trapani. And then, the Levantine vitality of Agrigento and Porto Empedocle, including the bread of Saint Calogero and the remains of the Greek Akragas; the Roman wonders of Centuripe and Piazza Armerina, the plateau of sulfur in Caltanissetta, the sea of God in Marsala and finally Palermo and Monreale, Arab and Norman pearls.
Lying at the center of the Mediterranean offers a privileged role, which derives from a centuries-old history, which has always been marked by the excellent geographical position.
The light is projected among the mysteries of this earth.
Sicily is falling from the sky down to the Mediterranean. And instead of sinking, it populated.
The name of Sicily binds, as a last curse, the one of the Mafia. In reality, the light that illuminates the remains unscathed.
Sine macula fulget.
One imagines Sicily rather like Greece. The whole world strolls round Sicily in a state of grace, without sin. No other city in Italy or in Europe or in the whole world has the same: come to Sicily melancholy, you’ll find your good humour.
If you are broken-hearted, you’ll fall in love again. If you are sure you’ll die, you will become immortal. Why Sicily is the homeland of Apollo, Demeter, Kore, Aci… therefore of the divinity.
The Sicily deceives the mortals. Stones, stars, tastes, sounds, voices: the whole repertoire of the story opens up in front of the magic of a combinatorial landscape. A landscape that affords everything because everything seems to belong to him.
The idea to visit Sicily aims to celebrate a rebirth. In this land rhythms are cancelled. It is a world that does not need anything else.
Loving her will leave a mark in your heart!