Unexpected situations that surprise us.
Places and moments where one never imagined being.
It was a before and after of my face to face with cancer. A stage of much physical pain, uncertainty and certainty in diagnoses.
Suddenly I found my days concentrated on an intense connection with myself, beyond the affects around me.
Looking back, I have never had as much PEACE interior and lucidity as in that limited situation.
And faced with the threat of not knowing if I had a long time to live, between hospitals, rest and sessions of lightning and chemo I began to think about what things I really liked and what I would like to do when I heal.
The radiotherapy room, nothing darker than that, the gray silence, sad, hopeful and resigned faces. And we were always the same. Something as simple as LIGHT was needed.
I remembered that at some point I had learned to make candles, and I was passionate about it. However office work was the thief of my most precious treasure: Time.
And there, exactly, I returned to them. I recovered the items that were well kept and started making candles for my radiotherapy colleagues, my family, their family and all those who accompanied us with the love and WARMTH of always. Div >
The scent of hot scented wax was and is a balm to me. The days passed and when I was finally discharged, the project already had shape and color in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
However, the dream deepened yet. I needed to make candles near the SEA , so as not to forget who I am and where I come from. Here I am, ten years later. Where my grandfather was born. In the Balearic Islands. On the island of MENORCA.
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