WELCOME TO YOU

I am happy to welcome you on my website «  A coeur à corps » and I hope you will have as much pleasure to go through it as I had setting it up.

 Each theme is the result of several years’ research and sharing with all the people life put on my way.

Thanks to you, anonymous people who came to see me. Thanks to my teachers too who are behind this exalted desire to « FIND », even stronger than research itself.

Eros builds his home in men’s heart but not in all hearts. He goes away from hardness.

His biggest glory is not to do any harm nor allow it. He is never approached by any contrainst because men serve him willingly. The person touched by love never walks in the shadow. Plato

 I hope I will share my passion with you through these pages.

I was born in Reims in the Marne department from a Sardinian mother and an Italian father from the Marches region.

Since a very early age I have wondered about my – uncommon, I admit it- first name.

For many years I fought tooth and nail when my first name and surname were misspelt or mispronounced.

Mazzolini was often mistaken with Mussolini so you understand I couldn’t accept the comparison. 

I currently live in the South of France, not far from the Mediterranean Sea, what suits my mitochondrial DNA and my Sardinian origins.

My family background is completed by my three children and five grand-children. My job makes me discover other cultures, histories, habits and customs. I go through many countries to find how the same etymology can have different meanings according to the cultures.

I like to compare cultures through jewelry, tatoos and piercings. I am lucky to still feel this curiosity and thirst for knowledge in my job.

CERRETO D'ESI 

This small village, located on the Adriatic Sea, is the cradle of my father family. It is a gem between sea and mountain one hour away from the principality of San Marino.

The first thing you will see when arriving in Cerreto d’Esi is « il castello » and its tower. It was built in the Middle Ages by the inhabitants of the Tuficum who tried to protect themselves from the invasion of the Lombards and found shelter in the nearby hills.

During the Goth wars this well fortified village became the stronghold of General Belisario and several laws were passed there.

Improvement works revealed archeological treasures so the initial traffic plan had to be changed. Potteries, rugs and written documents show that this small « marchigiano » village was an intersection many people had to go through (written documents from the sixteenth century confirm it).

The town currently accounts for 4009 inhabitants (some of them are part of my distant family).
It stopped growing around the old city (the so-called Belisario civic Tower, Giustiniana Harbour and the dolphins’ fountain.) but extended around it.

It is a small village that my heart and my childlike soul cherish and where it is nice to relax eating the ‘gelati di Miss Baloo’ or drinking a chilled Verdicchio di Matelica in front of the cantina.

 That’s where I spent all my school holidays with my paternal grumpy grand-father (as he pretended to be) and my paternal grand-mother who taught me how to treat with gestures, common sense and con un cuore che collegava la terra al cielo, ali uomini a Dio.

 SARDINIA