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I know that in some ways may seem absurd, but tonight we ended up talking about Padre Pio and his famous perfume . I do not know how many of you believe, do not believe, still reveal some doubt on the existence of God, but there will certainly happen - or maybe not - to hear about the smell of the Capuchin friar. I confess to having an adversarial relationship with religion even though in my heart I believe in the existence of a

something that goes beyond any logical explanation - rational and what I experienced first-hand during the visit, several years ago in San Giovanni Rotondo has meant that the whole evening took a turn mystical ending that goes with this post. For those who were not in consciousness, it is said that Padre Pio manifest its presence or its blessing to the next makes one feel a sweet scent of jasmine knows that for some, for others violets and lily of the valley. Some say that this is mere suggestion, but for myself how a woman brought to scientific reasoning I feel almost offended by that statement because it was during my first visit I have also heard that scent I . At the most unexpected, most unusual (As I was leaving a restaurant to go to the machine) I felt a strong scent of jasmine and violets (though only after I learned that many refer to these clubs) that disappeared as soon as I reported that it could be the scent of the Friar. On the same day in different places, both my father and mother would have felt at different times, individually, according to their descriptions of a scent very similar to what I had perceived. The same scent that has been perceived in a room with a sick child, who now looks as if it is not, for two days straight and we know the sound principles of his family, who you look good and are to report that fact to the world, drawing from a source of pride. I'm thinking that after a day spent outside the home are relatively destructive, but that reminded me gently to the figure of Padre Pio. Prior to being a saint is a man I admire profoundly, not only for the good he has done (and that has made Saint), but for his ability to cope with an entrenched institution like the Church, going against it on a few occasions and celebrating Mass at 3:00 to 4:00 because of mattimo forced by a priest who had underestimated the powerful bond between brother and his parishioners. Also, I can not deny being completely fascinated by his sense of irony and jokes that accompanied his blessings. He was a man who had no trouble to throw people off from their denominational, solely because they saw in them a sincere repentance. Believe me, read her story can be much more interesting than you think. Skepticism is sometimes a terrible injury.