A Company of Norcia, in difficulty because of the earthquake that doesn’t give up…
An Association of the Emilia region, that intervenes in case of disasters from 2012, strongly committed to help the people of central Italy, …
We, who know what it means to live the earthquake, fears, uncertainties, loss of references….

Among these “Shaken Hearts” grows the collaboration for this Christmas 2016 that will certainly continue in the future.
A little snowflake that will help to find even just a smile in such a difficult period.

We report here a thought of Donatella, one of the great women engaged in the Association “a Heart for Life,” which struck us very well, and explains the feelings that leave behind the Sisma:

“The scent of memories, the smell of dust”
How the ruins’ dust of a house smell like?
This morning I suggest a simple little experiment:
put in a container a picture, a notebook, a pen, a dress, a piece of wood (should represent the furniture of your home), an outlet, a kitchen small appliance no longer functioning, a tile, and a couple of bricks.
With a meat mallet beat, mince and grind these objects, then expose your container out in the open to sunlight, rain, wind, moisture of the night and if you can,
you should go 20 minutes each day, through your meat mallet to crush your things without moving them.
After about two months, with the hands, move the ruins of your things, as if you used a bulldozer, it will raise a dust …
“The dust of your memories”….
I went through ruined villages, there was so much wind last night, and the firefighters bulldozers, moving the ruins of a house which fell on a road, raised a cloud of dust, which penetrate in the sealed cockpit of my car.
I was still, I breathed this powder, I breathed the life of this house and the memories of its inhabitants.
I got out of my car, I crumpled and got illuminated by photoelectric firefighters’ light and flashing lights of emergency vehicles, I cried, because I breathed the dust of memories and now I know their smell and taste …