Well..this was originally writen in italian and I will publish it in both languages because I would like to keep the original version, itaian at the top and enghles at the bottom..so..enjoy..

This was writen sometime at the beginning of 2008

Il 6 ottobre 2007 e' una data che  non posso dimenticare, questo giorno ormai lontano  ma ancora molto vicino 'segna un piccolo  traguardo che ho raggiunto e la prospettiva di un futuro diverso.

Sabato 6 ottobre 07 per la prima volta ho iniziato a mettere un piede avanti al altro, badando a me stesso da solo ..anzi in compagnia del mio migliore amico..il mio ego e la sua grande esperienza di una vita passata, travagliata e ricca di piaceri, dolori, sogni, realta'

Quel giorno ho iniziato a fare errori  a correggerli e imparare nuove cose ,a imparare a vivere meglio nella gioia di poter provare emozioni trasmesse dai nostri sensi, dalla nostra vista, udito, olfatto, tatto...e piu mi allontano da quel giorno, piu mi sento vicino a un nuovo inizio..un altro 6 ottobre

nasco il 6 ottobre 83 e rinasco nel 2007...quando per la prima volta percorro le vie dell Australia.

Ho 24 anni e oggi scopro che spesso I miei occhi sono stati chiusi precludendomi strade che potrebbero portarmi lontano nell immaginazione e nella  realta

Scopro che  la vita va osservata nei minimi dettagli perche dietro una porta puo esserci un tunnel che ti porta nel futuro..dietro un altra un tunnel che ti fa stare nel  presente e ovviamente il  tunnel che ti conduce al passato precludendoti la possibilita di andare  avanti..oggi e' un altro giorno per me perche ho lasciato il mio lavoro e' ho visto cose  che prima non vedevo, ho visto che l oceano e' in continuo movimento,parla respira e qualche volta si riposa anche, ho visto che davanti a me ho una vita ..lunga o breve che sia..piena di sogni da realizzare e non c'e tempo di chiuder gli occhi

non c e tempo di far finta di niente davanti alla creazione,davanti a un bimbo che rotola nudo  nelle acque del mare una domenica di autunno , accarezzato dal sole che  lentamente, tramontando si nasconde tra le montagne per conceder una pausa ai nostri occhi che devon riposare nel buio della notte e ricaricarsi con la luce della luna,non possiam fare finta di niente davanti a un pellicano che osserva il tutto in pieno rispetto e armonia con tutto cio che lo circonda..

non abbiam tempo di chiuder I nostri occhi..dalle prime luci dell alba possiamo e siam liberi di vedere cio che la natura ci regala..un onda, un raggio di sole, un fiocco di neve, una goccia di pioggia, un scarica elettrica di un fulmiune, un assordante rombante tuono..tutto proviene da un unica cosa..la creazione della natura..e il peccato piu grande..l offesa piu ignobile, e' non amarla..perche cosi non amiamo neanche il suo Creatore che tanto ci adora e ci ha donato

Ho giocato , ho studiato, ho viaggiato, mi son divertito di notte e di giorno, con gli amici e da solo,  con la mia famiglia e con la mia ragazza, ho praticato sport e ho avuto vizi e hobbyes..ma ora e' tempo di andare avanti..continuare..ripetere le belle esperienze  lasciando da parte gli errori trasformandoli in crescita..e' tempo di crescere tornando bimbo giocando con I castelli di sabbia..vivere altri 24 anni e poi altri 24..finche' il mio corpo non decidera di spegnersi e allora la mia mente continuera a volare all infinito nella gioia di potersi emozionare...

non c e tempo di chiuderegli occhi..dobbiam tenerli aperti e vedere di andare avanti per continuare a vivere ..per rinascere.

Tutto parte da una persona..un infanzia trascorsa giocando, studiando, lavorando, ridendo, piangendo con questa persona, l intera mia esistenza e' segnata dalla costante sua presenza nella mia vita, da quando ho provato il primo sorso di latte fin quando mi son reso conto che la vita puo' essere ricca di splendide avventure all eta di 21 anni e tutt ora continua per me ad essere un punto di riferimento importantissimo per l evoluzione della mia personalita, della mia persona fisica e morale...

tutto parte da mio Padre

son 3 anni che manca dalla mia via, che non ne sento la voce o non ne sento le vibrazioni positive che mi motivavan nel portare avanti I miei progetti, tre anni che non ne sento l odore e il rumore dei suoi passi mentre scende le scale la mattina alle sei per iniziare un nuovo giorno, tre anni che non sento l odore di caffe appena fatto e di sigaretta proveniente dal piccolo giardino scrutato amorevolmento per esser certo che nulla manchi con una piccola speranza che qualcosa da fare ci sia per impiegare la sua pazienza e il suo amore nella cura di esso..

son tre anni che ho perso mio padre, ma son tre anni che lentamente inizio a scoprire me stesso, ripensando al mio passato, all educazione ricevuta e le esperienze vissute.

Ogni giorno che passa mi viene in mente qualcosa di nuovo e di speciale che avevo completamente rimosso dalla mia mente ma che mi rendo conto solo ora che ha avuto una grande influenza nel mio presente e puo certamente portarmi a migliorare il mio futuro..ogni giorno ..mio padre torna a vivere sempre piu fino a diventare le ali che mi sollevano da terra per vedere ogni cosa da una prospettiva migliore..perche'  ogni cosa che rimane per sempre puo regalarci un sorriso..ma cio che scompare nel tempo..cio che 'finisce'...non puo che recarci dispiaceri  e preoccupazioni..e l anima delle persone e il loro ricordo rimane viva nel tempo..proprio come mio padre..

e'  quindi grazie a questa persona cosi speciale che la mia vita sta diventando ricca..la mia vita inizia ad essere piena..come il mio cuore e la mia mente..pieni di amore e verita'...

La mia avventura inizia il 6 ottobre di ogni anno e proprio come il vento soffia continuamente intorno al mondo senza mai fermarsi e cambiando di intensita , cosi io ogni anno completo il giro del mondo arricchendomi di ricordi per ricominciare a vivere meglio finche I miei occhi si chiuderanno ...ogni anno rinasco e ricomincio tutto da capo...

Avevo solo pochi giorni..poche settimane quando mio padre decise che la persona dalla quale io dovevo prender il latte era proprio lui...mi tolse dalle braccia di mia madre, mi privo' della  sua figura per diventare lui stesso un amorevole padre e allo stesso tempo una madre che allatta il suo bambino..avevo solo pochi giorni , ma gia avevo una grandissima fortuna, quella di avere un padre...e due mamme.

The 6^th of October 2007 is a date that I can’t forget. This day long gone but still very close, marks a small milestone that I reached and the prospect of a different future.
Saturday, October 6, 07 for the first time I started putting one foot before the other, taking care of myself, or actually accompanied by best friend, my ego, and his great experience of a lifetime troubled, full of pleasures, pains, dreams and reality.
That day I started to make mistakes, correct them and learn new things, learn to live better enjoying  being able to feel emotions conveyed by our senses, our sight, hearing, smell, touch, and as the time goes by past that date, I feel like I’m starting all over again.
I was born October 6, 83 and I’m born again in 2007 ... when for the first time I walk the streets of Australia.

I am 24 years old and now I find that often my eyes were closed not letting me see paths in life that could have taken me beyond imagination and reality.­­­
Today I discover that life has to be observed in detail cause behind a door there can be a tunnel that takes you to a better future, behind another one there could be a tunnel that keeps you in the present and of course the tunnel that leads you to the past blurring your mind  and stopping you from going ahead in life.

This is a special day for me because I quit my job and I saw things that did not see before, I saw the ocean moving constantly, it speaks to me, it breathes and sometimes it rests also, I have a life and whether is long or short, I know that is full of dreams to fulfill and there's no time to close my eyes.
It’s fall on a Sunday afternoon and a child is rolling naked in the sea, caressed by the sun slowly sinking hiding in the mountains conceding a break to rest our eyes and giving space to the moon, a pelican is enjoying this moment in full respect and harmony with everything that is surrounding him ..
We have no time to shut our eyes. From sunrise to sunset  we are free to see and enjoy what nature gives us:  a wave, a ray of sunshine, a snowflake, a raindrop, thunderbolt, a deafening rumbling thunder. All this comes from one pure entity, our lovely Mother Nature, and the worse offense is no to love it.
I played, I studied, I traveled, I enjoyed  days and nights  with friends and by myself, with my family and my girlfriend, I practised sports and I had vices and hobbies. But it’s now  time to move on , making new mistakes and transforming them in personal growth. It’s time to act like a child again  playing with sand castles .. I want to live another 24 years and then another  24 until  my body will not be able to run and move anymore, then my mind will continue to fly in the infinite joy of being a free spirit ...
There is no time to shut our eyes .. let’s keep them open and move forward.

This my new journey, physical and spiritual, begun thanks to one person. I spent my childhood playing, studying, working, laughing, crying with him, My whole existence was marked by his constant presence in my life, since I did the first sip of milk until the age of 21. He was for me an important reference  for the development of my personality. He was My Father.
He has been missing for 3 years now, and I can’t feel his vibrating and powerful energy that would give me the courage to carry on important projects and dreams, three years since the last time I smelled his odor or I heard his footsteps as he walks down the stairs at six in the morning to start a new day, three years since the last time I smelled freshly made coffee and cigarettes from the small garden carefully taken care from

Three years ago I lost my father, but during these three years I slowly started to discover myself, thinking back to my past, the education I received and the experiences I did.
Every day that goes by I remember of something special that I had completely removed from my memory and it had a big influence in my present life. Thinking about my Father every day brings him back to life and he become the wings that lift me off the ground to see everything from a better perspective .. 'cause every nice thing  that remains forever in our heart can give us a smile for the rest of our life.. allowing the soul and memory of people to remain alive in time .. Just like my father.

And so thanks to him my life, my heart and my soul are fulfilled of love and truth.

My adventure starts the 6^th of October each year and as the wind blows constantly around the world without ever stopping or changing its power, so every year I travel around the world enriching my memories.

I was only a few days or weeks old and my father decided that he would be the person that would raise me....I was only a few days old but I already  had the fortune to have  a father that would do the work of a mother as well.

Today was “One of Those Days”. Although when you say this sentence it has a negative meaning, for me it was positive. I was mentally stimulated a few times by situations that are rapping around our lives, my wife and mine, and it’s a pleasant feeling sometimes being intellectually involved in something rather than being continuously straining my body looking after my physical status rather than my mental one.

My knee is injured again so I had some time to think and talk and read about stuff that may be a nice and fun change in our lives.

The day started with a delightful sleeping in and some kisses and romanticism with my lovely wife...We moved on doing breakfast and myself checking the surf, the usual quick check from the beach situated a few hundred meters away from our house (and by the way, I check the surf whether I can go surfing or not............just a habit). When I came back the first highlight of the day was waiting for me right there, on the couch, sitting close to Jenny, it was an article from my favourite surf magazine SBC Surf, it’s a Canadian surf magazine. The article was written by Mike Janz, a Canadian surfer that had a dream- surfing perfect waves, only a few steps from his home-and this is what he does. Mike now lives in Nova Scotia and his house is open from each side to the ocean so, that he can see the change of the ocean every second of with his wife, daughter and a dog by his side, he is happy. He surfs when the water is close to freezing temperature, as well as, when it’s warm enough to swim in board shorts. He loves the ocean and his family, but the most admirable thing about Mike is that he surfs alone most of the time and in this solitude he found the real meaning of happiness. In the article he makes a few good points on solo surfing, the quietness of solo surfing and contentment; he says many other things but, these two points captured my attention in particular.

Mike said that “you can drive to an empty break, but it requires skills and practice to quite yourself and slow down your mind”. This is the truth. We can be surfing empty waves, be walking on isolated beaches, but our mind is always suffocated by useless thoughts that blind our eyes and don’t allow us to see the real beauty of what’s surrounding us. Mike also says that “surfing alone doesn’t always lead to contentment”.  He experiences something that I experience every single time I surf, when I finish my session, I look back at the waves and even though a few minutes ago my legs were shaky and tired , my arms were falling apart and I had caught tons of waves, I still feel the need to go back in the water, and it doesn’t matter how many times I will go back in, I will still be missing something in my life, love, food, relationship with other people, real genuine friendships, helping people in need...

Today in the morning I realized that surfing is a huge component of my life that I couldn’t live without, but I also realized that deeper emotions are hidden behind other things in life that we need to nourish the same way we nourish our need to surf. We are made of body, soul and mind, our life is made of ourselves and other people, our house is made of wood, bricks, cement, dirt, our yard, the driveway, our beach, our ocean, the whole earth..We need to preserve it.

The second part of my day was a phone call. This phone call is a must once in awhile because it is made to my Guru, also known as my Mom Carmen. She is a great listener and I realize that at the end of every conversation I have with her. I also realize that sometimes I have no idea of how her past week was because I tend to focus the whole conversation on myself. But I know she is happy in that way, she knows what I’m doing and she gets to give me some spiritual support that moms give to their children. Today the conversation was about a plan that Jenny and I have about the future. We would like to teach English in Canada and Overseas as a foreign and secondary language. The idea that is leading me to this decision is of course travelling first of all! There are many schools around the world that need teachers and we would be able to visit amazing places not only as a tourist, but also as an inhabitant of the place where we are, learning the culture and customs of the people.

I also had this profound thought about life and working: I haven’t yet found a job that fulfils me and one that I enjoy, because I think that every job is a waste of time that leads only to money, but no real purpose. Take tourism as an example, we count on it and without it we couldn’t make any money and without the money we wouldn’t be able to have the necessities of life. I love teaching surfing and every kind of sport because it makes people feel better. I think that teaching sport goes beyond tourism; it is an act of courage that requires self motivation; and practising sport is good for us. However, we can survive without it, when we travel and we meet different people we don’t speak with them by surfing, or moving, we do it with words. My deep thought was that being able to communicate would give us a complete experience in our journey; it would benefit our sight, but also it would benefit our soul and enrich it with the culture and knowledge of other people. Being able to speak the same language would allow us all this. A simple holiday to a different country would become an exchange of souls, a Canadian soul with Italian, Portuguese with Indonesian etc.

My conclusion for this part of my day was that I want to teach English so, that I can help people all over the world to communicate and exchange ideas, emotions and customs.

The rest of it was all about this excitement of starting a new journey, watching a movie with my wife, making bread and biscotti and listening to Italian music...After all a day to rest your body and work out your mind isn’t bad for anyone.......so enjoy that time when you have it.

For now I’ll say Bye.......... see you soon for the next update.

Hi everyone..it has been a while since last time I wrote something on my blog and here I'm back into it letting you know my latest news!
It has been a long month, it has been stormy, we had many days of sun shine, but we had most days of strong wind and heavy rain, snowfalls and big waves! the ocean was ungry, the wind was howling, the wild life is taking over our hunan species too and wolves are hunting for small dogs because they are hungry..you can see that here we can't get bored, there is always something to talk about, and usualy is about Moter Nature giving us a present or a punishment!

This month I also started something new, it's called SUP and it's so far a super fun water sport that can be done everywhere in the world, any kind of water but in my case as a surfer, when it's to small for my short board and out there is nice and glassi, I would be still in the water catching tons of waves by myself!! It's a blast, the perspective of the ocean changes, it's calming and you can see the waves from the distance coming and once you are on them you are going fast like being on a big boat with a few horsepower underneath. I have been doing it for a few weeks now very unconstantly but my skills are already improved. My teacher was Norm Hann, a very layback guy from the mainland in BC Canada that is fighting against wrong decision of the canadian goverment, check his mission out on www.standfilm.com and you will see the expedition plan. He came up here and we surfed a bunch together for 2 long days, and we got lucky enough to get sunshine and perfect swell wrapping around the bay creating waist high waves clean and perfect for our SUPs.
The other highlight of my month was 3 fantastic boat rides to surf empty perfect waves along our coast, the cold hasn't stopped us and with some good gear provided by my boss Raph, we managed to find awesome waves 2 days out of 3 and the one day we didn't surf we saw orcas, a 10 feet slab breaking in the middle of the ocean and the biggest raimbow ever seen in my life..so..it was definitely worth the boat ride anyways!!

the last day I had my camera and you will see from the pics the quality of the wave we were surfing..the wave is not powerful but it is perfect and empty..we cought so many waves that we were tired of surfing, not paddling and this is the best day of a surfer's life!

After all this adventures in the water, I'm now out for a few days because as the usual I hurt my knee again and I have been limping for a couple of days and as the usual, I start thinking again about life, about friends, about the real friends that I left around the world, those friends that are sorry for me leaving or those ones that remember that I'm somewhere in the world getting stocked for somthing that we all love..surfing. I miss everyone and every wave I catch I wish I had my friend cheering for it and I wish I could cheer for every wave my friends are catching!!

This life is beautiful and it is filled by the people we meet along the way and the experience we do, the love for eachother and the respect. I have a few brothers around the world and I feel lucky, However sometimes I think how nice it would be to share our experience, the whole day would be totally different!! And so today I'm here thinking about life, dreams, friends and how it's all connected but at the same time all so far from the reality, but the beauty of this life is that we are free, my spirit is free and my body is free, and whenever we decide we can take it over and turn the reality in a different reality just like we want it. nothing and nobody stops us from doing something we don't like unless you have something else to lose like a house, a business , a good car ..and I have nthing like that.. I have a wife that loves life like I do and with her I can do everything I want, since I met her I did the best experiences of my enture life and togeter will do lots more!

Anyways, it's now time to stop for e and I wanted to give a special thanks to my friend Dario..Dario you are the best and with you energy and endless dreaming life you make me feel that I'm not by my self in this world, we will meet again brother!!

Bye for now and see you soon..