Softness Beckons in Florence

This is Part II of my Tuscany series…  also read Part I and Part III

When my mother and I ventured on a trip to Tuscany through Rome and then Florence, we really had no idea what to expect. Other than movies, we were really relying on our own senses and each moment to take us there.  Our time in Rome was typically touristy, and so I will not write about it here. By the time we got to Florence we were relieved by the artistic ambience, slower pace and charming architecture. The Lady I will call Florence slowly lured us in and gave us our cue we were truly in a different world…

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In one night we met our group, those we would be travelling with to our Tuscan village. For now, we would be content to walk the cobblestone streets, cross the famous Ponte Vecchio bridge over the Arno river with its dizzying array of jewellery and gifts, and be embraced by Renaissance culture, including live music and spontaneous artwork outside the Uffizi.

 

My heart slowed down a bit and began to relax, though I had difficulty sleeping that night from all the stimulation. We were preparing for our last and most important leg of the journey… Tuscany at its most fine and pure…

Santari surprises Krista at the Florence bus station

 

After arranging our tickets and waiting an inordinate amount of time at the bus terminal, I was thrilled to be surprised by one of my favourite global and cosmic friends, Santari Green, who came to assure us that our time in Tuscany would soon be upon us…

Smiles could not express how happy and excited we were to soon be there!

 

We finally boarded the bus to Barberino Val D’Elsa, near to our villa of La Chiara di Prumiano. My very skin diffused into calm as I watched the hillsides blossom before us and the sun tilt over and into the trees, tall Cypress and olive groves. When I saw the small Madonna and the sign to our new abode, I did not anticipate the feeling. A sense of coming home…

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As we pulled into the lane, my heart would burst. Being welcomed felt like we had been away a long, long time, and had finally returned to our ancient playground and mystical retreat from the world.  After seeing our room and exploring the villa, it was already dinner time.  I could not believe where we were eating outside in the rose garden overlooking the great hills of the estate. The sun made its final visit over the estate wall and called us out to cheer as it turned the roses and stone walls an extraordinary pinkish red, including our elated faces.  I had not expected such explicit uncontainable joy!

Thank you mother Tuscany, and our new Tuscan family! I thought.

We will be coming home again soon.

To be continued…

Read Part I and Part III

Would you like to join us for our second amazing discovery of Tuscany and all you really are? Mystical Tuscany Retreat July 12-19, 2015. To find out more go to our retreat website.

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