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		<title>Scrivere mi ha salvato la vita</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Non potrei farne a meno! E&#8217; come il battito del mio cuore, il mio respiro, il sorriso di mia figlia. Scrivere mi ha salvata tante di quelle volte che se le mettessi tutte in fila oggi, forse non ci crederei nemmeno io. Scrivere mi ha salvata dai [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #222222;"><a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1.jpg"><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22833" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1-1024x574.jpg" alt="1" width="1024" height="574" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1-1024x574.jpg 1024w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1-300x168.jpg 300w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1-700x392.jpg 700w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/1.jpg 1735w" sizes="(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px" /></a>Non potrei farne a meno! E&#8217; come il battito del mio cuore, il mio respiro, il sorriso di mia figlia. <span style="color: #ff00ff;">Scrivere</span> mi ha </span><span style="color: #222222;">salvata tante di quelle volte che se le mettessi tutte in fila oggi, forse non ci crederei nemmeno io. </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #222222;"><a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/23.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22834" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/23.jpg" alt="23" width="650" height="974" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/23.jpg 650w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/23-200x300.jpg 200w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></a><span style="color: #ff00ff;">Scrivere</span> </span><span style="color: #222222;">mi ha salvata dai mille spostamenti di casa che ho fatta da bambina, dai cambiamenti delle scuole e da </span><span style="color: #222222;">tutte le volte che ho dovuto ricominciare da zero. Mi ha salvata quando da ragazzina venivo presa in giro o </span><span style="color: #222222;">quando i miei amici hanno iniziato ad usare la droga. <span style="color: #ff00ff;">Scrivere</span> mi ha aiutato a capire meglio gli altri e a </span><span style="color: #222222;">imparare a riflettere; mi ha aiutata a conoscere meglio me stessa e a prendere consapevolezza di chi ero </span><span style="color: #222222;">senza averne paura o sentirmene in colpa. <span style="color: #ff00ff;">Scrivere</span> per me è una necessità, un’energia fluida e magnetica </span><span style="color: #222222;">di cui non posso fare a meno. <a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/unnamed.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22836" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/unnamed.jpg" alt="unnamed" width="650" height="974" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/unnamed.jpg 650w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/unnamed-200x300.jpg 200w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></a>La <span style="color: #ff00ff;">scrittura</span> mi ha fatto tanta compagnia soprattutto tutte le volte che mi </span><span style="color: #222222;">sono sentita sola o quando mi dicevano che dovevo essere diversa da quello che ero e io non riuscivo ad</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">essere me stessa perché non abbastanza forte.<span style="color: #ff00ff;"> Scrivere</span> è così tanto importante per me che ho lottato tutta </span><span style="color: #222222;">la mia vita per farlo diventare il mio lavoro, finchè ce l’ho fatta. <a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/3.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22837" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/3.jpg" alt="3" width="422" height="632" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/3.jpg 422w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/3-200x300.jpg 200w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 422px) 100vw, 422px" /></a>Sono consapevole del fatto che arrivare dal mondo della moda </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">mi ha aiutata molto  e sono onorata che gli stilisti mi apprezzino e siano felici di vestirmi con i loro abiti, </span><span style="color: #222222;">poichè mentre loro mi vestono con le loro collezioni, io posso indossare quella che sono: una donna che ama <span style="color: #ff00ff;">scrivere</span> come se </span><span style="color: #222222;">stessa. <span style="color: #ff00ff;">Scrivere, scrivere</span> e ancora <span style="color: #ff00ff;">scrivere</span> fino all’ ultimo respiro&#8230;.. fino all’ ultimo abito..</span></p>
<p>Ph. <span style="color: #ff0000;">Verdiana Ramina</span></p>
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<p>I could not help it! E &#8216;as the beating of my heart, my breath, the smile of my daughter. Writing saved me so many times that if mettessi all in a row today, maybe I would not believe it myself. Writing saved me a thousand trips home that I made as a child, by the changes of the schools and all the times that I had to start from scratch. He was saved when I was a young girl teasing or when my friends started using drugs. Writing has helped me to better understand others and to learn how to think; It helped me to know myself better and to become aware of who I was without being afraid or sentirmene guilty. Writing for me is a necessity, fluid and magnetic energy that I can not do without. The writing has made me a lot of company especially every time I felt alone or when they told me I had to be different from what I was and I was not able to be myself why not strong enough. Writing is so important to me that I have fought all my life to make it my job, as long as I did. I am aware that arrive from the fashion world . It helped a lot and I&#8217;m honored that designers appreciate me and are happy to dress with their clothes, because while they dress me with their collections, I can wear what I am: a woman who loves to write as herself. Write, write and write again until the &#8216;last breath &#8230;.. until the&#8217; last dress ..</p>
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		<title>Un foglio, una penna e una macchina fotografica&#8230; A sheet of paper, a pen and a camera &#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 09:16:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Buongiorno!  E buon mercoledì!  Ieri finalmente sono andata a prendere la mia macchina fotografica!   Mamma mia che ansia stare senza! Ci sono pochissimi oggetti a cui io sono affezionata, ma una scrittrice- blogger senza macchina fotografica ho una Nikon 1, una penna e un [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/374_1055868431336_3942_n.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-2692 size-full" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/374_1055868431336_3942_n.jpg" alt="374_1055868431336_3942_n" width="453" height="604" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/374_1055868431336_3942_n.jpg 453w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/374_1055868431336_3942_n-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 453px) 100vw, 453px" /></a>Buongiorno!  E buon <strong>mercoledì</strong>!  Ieri finalmente sono andata a prendere la mia<strong> macchina fotografica! </strong>  Mamma mia che ansia stare senza! Ci sono pochissimi oggetti a cui io sono affezionata, ma una scrittrice- blogger senza macchina <strong>fotografica</strong> ho una <a href="http://www.nikon.com/">Nikon 1</a>, una <strong>penna</strong> e un<strong> foglio</strong> è letteralmente persa!  Non tanto tempo fa<strong> Isabelle</strong>, una mia carissima amica, mi ha ricordato che già alle <strong>elementari</strong> scrivevo temi chilometrici, insomma un amore che nasce con me. <a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/penna_bentley_1.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2694" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/penna_bentley_1-300x196.jpg" alt="penna_bentley_1" width="300" height="196" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/penna_bentley_1-300x196.jpg 300w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/penna_bentley_1.jpg 432w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></a>La passione per la<strong> fotografia</strong> invece mi è nata dopo, quando ho scoperto di avere una particolare adorazione per i<strong> momenti</strong>  o <strong>frangenti </strong> o secondi, chiamateli  come volete, che fuggono, avete presente?  Per esempio, non sarebbe bellissimo avere uno <strong>scatto</strong> di ogni istante unico della propria vita? Sì, come uno <strong>sguardo</strong> stupito, un<strong> incontro</strong> speciale, un <strong>sorriso</strong> imbarazzato…<a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/20140521_101714_resized.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-2696 size-large" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/20140521_101714_resized-576x1024.jpg" alt="20140521_101714_resized" width="576" height="1024" /></a> Eh, mi piacerebbe molto!  E a Voi? Per non parlare poi di quando mi sento<strong> ispirata</strong>… Spesso capita, quando sono in compagnia della mia<strong> famiglia</strong>, di essere distratta all’ improvviso da uno scorcio particolare, un<strong> fiore</strong>, una <strong>luce</strong> ed ecco  che arriva la mia ispirazione. <a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-2704 size-large" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized-1024x1024.jpg" alt="IMG_20140521_110330_resized" width="654" height="654" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized-1024x1024.jpg 1024w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized-150x150.jpg 150w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized-300x300.jpg 300w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/IMG_20140521_110330_resized.jpg 1152w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 654px) 100vw, 654px" /></a>Guardo <strong>Nicola</strong> e gli dico di stare fermo perché devo scattare una<strong> foto</strong>, lui si guarda intorno e ovviamente non vede nulla di speciale e ad alta voce solitamente<strong> borbotta</strong> qualcosa del tipo:  “Ma io non capisco cosa ci sia da fotografare?”. E io <strong>scatto</strong>. Lo convincerò più tardi che ciò che ho<strong> fotografato è bello</strong>, per cui non mi preoccupo più di tanto di quello che dice perché è proprio lì, dove le <strong>persone non vedono nulla</strong> che io a volte ci vedo un universo. <a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Absence_by_etchepare.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-2703 size-full" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Absence_by_etchepare.jpg" alt="Absence_by_etchepare" width="600" height="487" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Absence_by_etchepare.jpg 600w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Absence_by_etchepare-300x243.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px" /></a>E’ difficile da <strong>spiegare</strong>, ma ecco perché mi viene così facile aggiornare il mio <strong>blog</strong> ogni giorno e trovare<strong> argomenti</strong> nuovi  di cui parlare. A volte parte tutto da una <strong>fotografia</strong>!  <strong>Attenzione</strong>, sono lontana mille chilometri da essere una fotografa e sentirmi tale, mi piace definirmi una persona che sa<strong> scattare il nulla</strong> donandogli un’anima e il resto lo fa il fatto che so<strong> scrivere</strong>  aggiungendo così, sotto ad ogni <strong>scatto</strong> una storia, un racconto, una poesia!!<a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/search.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-2697 size-full" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/search.jpg" alt="search" width="336" height="90" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/search.jpg 336w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/search-300x80.jpg 300w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 336px) 100vw, 336px" /></a> E’ così che è nato il mio<strong> blog,</strong> il mio<strong> lavoro</strong>. Dando<strong> largo</strong> spazio alla parte più importante della mia <strong>personalità</strong>: la <strong>creatività!</strong> Buona giornata <strong>sognatori</strong>. Credetemi ,i<strong> sogni</strong> si avverano!!</p>
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<p><a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/libro-246x300.jpeg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2700" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/libro-246x300.jpeg" alt="libro-246x300" width="246" height="300" /></a><a href="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/fronte211.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2701" src="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/fronte211-212x300.jpg" alt="fronte21" width="212" height="300" srcset="https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/fronte211-212x300.jpg 212w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/fronte211-726x1024.jpg 726w, https://www.nichylove.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/fronte211.jpg 851w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 212px) 100vw, 212px" /></a></p>
<p>Good morning and happy Wednesday! Yesterday I finally went to get my camera! It was so hard to stay apart from it! There are very few objects I am really attached to, but a writer-blogger without a camera I have a<a href="http://www.nikon.com/"> Nikon 1, </a>a pen and a piece of paper is lost! Not long ago Isabelle, a very dear friend of mine, reminded me that my essays have always been extremely long, since elementary school, which makes writing a passion that was born with me. On the other hand the passion for photographs arrived later on, after I found out that I had a particular obsession for those moments, those fragments of seconds that run away, do you know what I’m talking about? For example, wouldn’t it be awesome to have a shot of all the unique moment our lives? Yes, like a surprised look, someone special we met, an embarrassed smile…oh I would love it! What about you? And then, even more when I’m inspired… It often happens when I’m with my family, I don’t know why, I just get distracted as I see something, a spot, a flower, a light, and that’s when inspiration gets me… I look at Nicola and tell him not to move because I’m taking a picture, he looks around and, not seeing anything special, he starts grumbling something on the lines of: “I really do not understand what is there to take a picture of!”. And I snap a photo. Afterwards I will convince him that what I captured is actually nice, so I don’t really worry too much about what he says, because that’s the point: where people don’t see anything, I see the universe, it’s hard to explain. That also explains why it is not hard for me at all to daily update my blog and always find something new to talk about. You know, sometimes everything starts from a photo! Bear in mind that I am way far from being a photographer and even from feeling to be one, but I like to define myself as a person who can snap pictures to nothing and give it a soul, and the fact that I can write completes the circle, so I can add a story, a narration, a poem to each shot and bring it to life! That’s how my blog, my job started…giving life to the most important side of my personality, my creativity! Have a good day dreamers…believe me, dreams do come true!!</p>
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