A fortress, a sienese cassero, Montelaterone; a nature reserve, Mount Labbro; a Buddhist center, Merigar; a village that grew around an abbey, Abbadia San Salvatore, an enchanted mountain, a volcano, Mount Amiata.
An enchanted mountain, a volcano, Mount Amiata.
Whoever touches these places touches a millennial history that has passed through narrow streets and mule tracks, squared into the walls of houses and parish churches, marked in the wrinkles of every secular tree, transmitted in the blood of each generation that inhabited them. A history that has remained uncorrupted in spite of time and that can be read backwards in time, choosing where to start, in stages, in ages and in years.
Take the ninth century with the monks at Montelaterone, where a castle tells stories of families and conflicts. There are the infinite silences and essentiality of Monte Labbro that have been present since the time of the Etruscans. In the cinnabar of Abbadia San Salvatore there is the vocation of a territory that saves a people from poverty. And then there is the energy of the mountain of fire which, since 1981, has made Merigar the “home of energy”, as the Tibetans who live there say.
Mount Amiata is a microcosm, a small world in which the elements of nature create a unique alchemy that stops time. Like a house in which there is everything, no place and no time is missing in this land that evokes history and suggests landscapes to the soul. It is here, in this volcanic land that draws energy from the centre of the Earth, that legends, visions, fantastic stories are born, such as those of the love between Adalberto and Gherarda of the Aldobrandeschi and of the Beech tree of the Countess, of the Dragon of Santa Fiora and of the Merlin the Magician.