Susanna is alone after all this time, all those who believe certainties have vanished like the morning mist on the plain, when he finally gets up the sun. But Susan is not a sun that warms and illuminates: she sees only darkness.
the end despite all his efforts have gone the way of his mother.
Catherine has found that it can dare. That chick is no longer afraid that all looked down and burning cheeks for a single sideways glance of a man. Thanks Julius feels the most beautiful woman walks and safe, challenging eyes rest on her.
Paola is in crisis. There are days when you would flee far away, it feels like when fifteen years dreamed of the moment would be free to leave the house full of oppressive spaces but in the soul, but then repents, and lingers over the duties under fault is said to instill what is his place, which is not fair that you have desires so bold. Paola has nearly fifty years, two children, a husband, but would like your whole life ahead to start over.
Elisa wants more. It is no longer willing to compromise with this man that every day is forced to listen, because the hierarchy tells her she must do so. Knows to be worth well over that miserable status that was granted, because you know, if you're a man or do not know someone very well, it is obvious that you have to start from the bottom ... and show that it can do as much as those that are high in order to have the privilege to remain. Elisa tomorrow will be another way .**
I could go on for hours telling stories with excerpts of each can find a piece of itself, because at some point in our lives we were Susanna , Catherine, Paula, Elisa ... we bring in a hundred thousand women, or none?
For some of us, in crisis, the sense of self is not, there is no sound or prefer to be such, disappear, for others would be nice but, like Cinderella, magically become something else or someone else .
There are tragic fragments of lucidity in which the sense of loss is such that no longer recognizes ... where is the image of monolithic self quall'identità sure allowed us to address free of all the battles and storms?
What about resources sudden emergence of parts of ourselves that we would never imagine to have, to master and be able to incarnate as if it were the easiest thing in this world?
And then, there are questions that assail us, compelling: Who am I? And above all, which of these are representations of me? And what else can I be?
In Psychosynthesis is said that the human being has a soul manifold, populated by those who Assagioli called subpersonalities . We mistakenly perceive "one piece" when in fact in our psyche, there are a number of chaotic elements, in contradiction with each other, which come from our past interactions with significant figures, the elements of the environment in which we lived and shared experiences, but also by elements of our identity unique and unrepeatable.
These energies are organized in different "I" or the sub-personalities. They may coincide with roles or functions exercised in our daily lives (mother, daughter, wife, or the clerk, teacher, etc. ..), while others may be totally unknown to us (because buried in the unconscious), also if otherwise acting in our knowledge, because the energy that gives them life demands expression, even against our will (eg, good girl, the rebel, the insecure, the black sheep, the indispensable ...)
These can often put a spoke in the wheels, so that suddenly their needs, perhaps repressed for too long, look like a bolt from the blue to break the quiet apparent. This may have happened to Paul, if we see her as a woman who has always put before the desires of others to their own, who has made choices that led by those who claimed to know more about her, a woman who has not played, until a day spell was broken and his most "real" decided to come out, sending smoke into his quiet life (but concealed fire under the ashes) and making it, at least initially, lost.
This can happen in a positive or negative: take for example the story of Catherine. The events and significant people in his life had brought her to feel inadequate, insecure and unfeminine. Meeting with Giulio taught her that she is something else, he knows how to cultivate in her the seeds of rare self-esteem, nourishes the part (which was denied and hidden, but there was!) Like to wish well, that dare to express aspects new, playing with her man to do this seductive and then also reflected in everyday life. No longer afraid, is revealed to the world with another energy.
The key point is the recognition that he so identified with only one hand, it acted with the one at the expense of all others. A look toward inclusive welcomes every opportunity that we made and be able to direct our attention to the various parties, depending on the time, places, people. Become a master of his own multifaceted identity, using it as a resource.
" M to realize more clearly how everyone's life is a mosaic of pieces and how to understand a person, should be regarded as a piece is compressed and the other third hollow and expand, and nobody is really isolated "(Virginia Woolf)
Each of us is a universe: our diversity may seem chaotic at first, when for the first time you pay attention, but then we discover that in fact represents a ' immense wealth, because it allows us to innovate and transform what does not satisfy us, to understand ourselves better and live better with those around us.
And you, what and how many women are you? And that woman want to be?
Have a wonderful adventure of discovery of your treasures.
virginia
** the names and stories are purely fictional
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