{"id":4597,"date":"2025-06-15T20:38:28","date_gmt":"2025-06-15T18:38:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/the-legend-of-the-dandelion\/"},"modified":"2025-06-26T23:34:34","modified_gmt":"2025-06-26T21:34:34","slug":"the-legend-of-the-dandelion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/en\/the-legend-of-the-dandelion\/","title":{"rendered":"The legend of the dandelion"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>This story could also be included in the <a href=\"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/category\/labnyomok\/eletrajzolatok\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">biography<\/a> section. Maybe I&#8217;ll include it. After all, although it is apparently only the story of my former magazine, it is also my story.  <\/p>\n\n<p>It was Friday when I returned home from the other side of the world, almost metres away. My son called to say that Mom had filed for divorce&#8230; <\/p>\n\n<p>On Monday, I was working for an agency. My graphic designer colleague had drawn a dandelion under the New York Times style lettering. It became the magazine&#8217;s logo. I really liked it, but later a will flushed it down the drain. I let it go&#8230;    <\/p>\n\n<p>Then came the modern version, trying to keep up with the times, and I started to work my life diligently into the world of expectations. Or was I always living like that, who knows? <\/p>\n\n<p>Then, about three years ago, the boundaries between spirituality and physical reality began to blur sharply, and a <a href=\"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/isteni-pokoljaras\/\">Divine Inferno<\/a> began in my life.<\/p>\n\n<p>The logo at the time went down the drain with another strong will, and I fell to pieces like a dandelion&#8217;s dandelion&#8230;<\/p>\n\n<p>The rebirth has begun&#8230;<\/p>\n\n<p>And in this cleansing fire, among other things, the desire to give and the desire to build community was very strongly formulated in me.<\/p>\n\n<p>I can only give what I am all about, and that is in my writing and in everything I do.<\/p>\n\n<p>At first I tried to physically get groups of people in the same place, but now it doesn&#8217;t matter how many miles separate us.<\/p>\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p style=\"font-size:20px\"><em>It is only important that we walk the same path in our souls.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n<p>The previous logo is back and the first font is back on the magazine page. The dandelion is something I&#8217;ve been pondering for a while. But today it came to mind from several places&#8230;  <\/p>\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p style=\"font-size:21px\"><em>&#8220;&#8230;childhood itself. Or life. Before round, yellow, merry as the sun. Then it turns into a silver moon. Finally it scatters like stars. And it starts again. A strong-rooted weed &#8211; and a miracle plant, with healing properties. When &#8211; which. There is a tale, written by a Yeshua Paolo Gioiello, about the legend of the dandelion. According to this story, the dandelion had a hard time deciding what it wanted to be, and the Creator fulfilled all its desires: the whole world is in it.&#8221;         <\/em><\/p>\n<cite>Source: vaol.hu<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><em>The legend of the dandelion<br\/><br\/>God sent an angel to ask the plants what they should look like.<br\/><br\/>Each one wanted to be a beautiful, red or white, big flower, blooming like a summer dream or blue like the clear sky... only the dandelion didn't know what it really wanted to be... so the angel gave it another day to think.<br\/><br\/>Praying, she tried to decide... and she saw the sun and decided she wanted to be like the sun, yellow and beautiful.<br\/><br\/>Then he saw the moon and changed his mind. He wanted to be like the MOON, white, round, translucent. <br\/><br\/>Then she noticed the STARS and really liked them too.<br\/><br\/>When the angel came, she didn't know what to say to him: I would be like the DAY, like the MOON, and like the STARS.<br\/><br\/>I can't decide... he sighed sadly.<br\/><br\/>So the Creator fulfilled all his desires.<br\/><br\/>So the dandelion starts out yellow like the sun, then white and round like the moon, and when you blow on it, it scatters like STARS.<br\/><br\/>(Yeshua Paolo Gioiello - Krol Sandyno)<\/em><\/pre>\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"453\" height=\"750\" src=\"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/pitypang.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2926\" srcset=\"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/pitypang.jpg 453w, https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/pitypang-181x300.jpg 181w, https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/pitypang-332x550.jpg 332w, https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/pitypang-302x500.jpg 302w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 453px) 100vw, 453px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n<p>And what is the saying?<\/p>\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p style=\"font-size:20px\"><em>Be like the dandelion! Every time it falls apart, it starts all over again. <\/em><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This story could also be included in the biography section. Maybe I&#8217;ll include it. After all, although it is apparently only the story of my former magazine, it is also my story. It was Friday when I returned home from the other side of the world, almost metres away. 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