THE GREAT GREEN SEA
Many years ago, during a meditation exercise, I had a vision:
a great green sea.
By green sea, I mean one of the many panoramas that can be seen in the summer from the hills of eastern Verona: instead of water, this sea was made of vineyards’ green leaves, which, combined together, formed a sort of big, thick, green spot.
For many years, I repeatedly saw this landscape when I closed my eyes. My teacher, named Pino, always told me that …