Turin is a city rich with esoteric and magical history, and I feel that something is still very much alive in the events and energy field there. Even a seemingly ordinary Friday afternoon soon becomes a colorful adventure.
Here are my traveling companions in urban exploration, Lukas and Ash. (discover more about Ash’s travel journey at Wander More Ponder More)
I met Ash at the InterPlay training on Art in Social Change in Oakland, California last year. As an alumni of the training, she joined us for our first day and made a delicious vegan, gluten free and locally sourced lunch, with sweet little handmade labels. I was immediately enchanted and grateful. Such a happy surprise to discover her and Lukas WWOOFing at Prima Stalla here in Damanhur! Soon they joined us at Dendera … weed whacking and painting a lush caravan mural.
So, we were in Turin walking through the piazza by the royal palaces in the city center, heading for the Egyptian Museum, when we came about a colorful period costume flag dancing thing. We paused for a moment to appreciate the splendor and colors.
At the Egyptian Museum for my second visit, I was particularly fascinated by the illustrated papyrus scrolls of the Egyptian Book of the Dead and the impressive figures in the statuary.
Here’s Hathor, goddess mother of love and joy, protector of art, music and singing, whom I feel particularly connected with since my nucleo community “Dendera” in the Tentyris community region at Damanhur is the name of her main temple complex in Egypt.
Falco Tarassaco said of Turin, “It’s an anomalous reality, characterized by various objects that arrived from Egypt. The Egyptian Museum has exhibits which are very important from the perspective of magic and alchemy because of their history, or at least they have been for a long time.”
Walking into the statuary at the Egyptian Museum feels like walking into a living temple space… kind of like the feeling I get when I walk into the Niatel Selfic painting gallery at Damanhur Crea. A room full of powerful, conscious energies.
After traveling through time and space with Renaissance costumes and Egyptian deities, we grounded ourselves with Thai food at Daiichi, a Japanese-Thai restaurant with a comfortable yet sleek modern aesthetic, and the only place in Italy I have ever had heated plum wine. The place mats soon became sketch sheets.
we are immersed in a sea of synchronicity
where each of us is a carrier of magical events.
along the purifying alchemical pathway,
encounters of every kind,
fiery, sweet, always alive.
and at the end of the path
the happiest discovery is that
the last breath is only the beginning.
As with all my poetry these days, I wrote it in Italian first…
siamo immersi in un mare di sincronicità
dove ognuno di noi è portatore di eventi magici.
lunga la via alchemica purificatrice
incontri di ogni tipologia,
focoso, dolce, sempre vivo.
e alla fine del percorso,
la scoperta più felice è
che l’ultimo respiro
è solo l’inizio.