I had the pleasure to meet Kelly through Instagram and this is how I came across her blog and read about her deep connection with her Italian roots.
Loving her perspective on “the sweet life”, I have decided to take part in her #dolcevitabloggers linkup and I invite you to do the same if you have something to share about the topic of focusing on the good in life.
SEVEN SIMPLE PROMPTS: TASTE THE SWEET LIFE
- AN EPIPHANY
It sounds like a contradiction, but lately I have come to realize that I have pretty much always loved myself, but I have never truly believed in my capabilities. I mean, I have never been the coolest or the most admired girl in town, but I have never wanted to change for the mere reason of pleasing others. I have always been fascinated by the diversity of people and for me the concept of adjusting just for the sake of it has always been literally terrifying. Not having a personality and specific tastes is very unsexy if you ask me. So I have always liked to think outside of the box and to assert myself as an individual.
The problem has always been believing in my capabilities, though, as I was very hard on myself and I never truly believed I was good enough to deal with certain tasks. Until a couples of years ago, for example, I wasn’t even confident enough to write in English on the Internet, because I was afraid of mistakes. Recently, though, I have realized that we should allow ourselves the luxury of making mistakes as those are much useful than successes. Life is work in progress and sometimes we can learn only by doing or trying to do and it doesn’t make much sense to wait until one feels ready. We are never truly ready in life.
- SOMEONE WHO INSPIRED YOU
This is very Italian of me, but if I have to indicate someone who really inspires me, I have to say my MUM.
You might have heard about the myth of the Italian “mammoni” and the worshipping of the mother figure in my country, but the state of affairs of the mother-son/daughter relationship is much more layered and complicated than you’d expect.
In our society the mother might be highly regarded and even protected by the law in cases of divorce or kid’s custody, but she surely has an hard time in the everyday life. The Italian society is still quite sexist, but at the same time it’s the woman who wears the pants and has to cope with work and family, both very demanding as there is not a public support system.
In my case I have been lucky enough to have male figures in my family who have always been respectful, helpful and really a positive example, but I consider my mother some sort of superwoman nonetheless. She has always been able to deal with work, family and to gave to my brother and me a balanced upbringing, without being too strict or Italian-style anxious. I’m grateful that she always listened to me and never dismissed my problems as a teenager. Thanks to her I learned to love myself and to fight the bullies I met at school.
Next month it will be Mother’s Day in Italy and I plan on writing a letter to thank her for all the things she did for me all my life. I never did that and she deserve it.
- AN ACT OF KINDNESS
I was always taught that one should never brag of a given act of kindness as “the left hand should never know what the right one does”. So, for this point I would like to tell about something I received.
I have to say that I value people’s time much more than material gifts. In this modern society we have less and less time to dedicate to others and actually listen to what people have to say. So I value and consider an act of kindness every time a person uses some of his free time to read and comment on my posts. As bloggers we always read articles about the importance of the “comment marketing” to establish a network and involve readers. These articles, though, fail to mention how authentic human interactions can be and how helpful the exchange between fellow bloggers is in terms of personal growth. The Internet was born as a means to connect, not as a one-way broadcaster. We should never forget that.
- A GOOD READ
Several people say it’s hard for them to choose and state what is the best book they have ever read. For me this is not the case as, when in 2000 this book crossed my path, my perspective on life changed forever. This book has stuck with me since then. It’s “Se questo è un uomo” by the Italian author Primo Levi, translated as “If this is a man” in UK and (sadly) as “Survival in Auschwitz” in the US (this last title translation kind of mess with the sense of the book in my opinion). Lots of people don’t want to confront this book, as the thematic of the Jewish deportation scares a lot or makes them feel uncomfortable. But it’s a pity, because it’s not grim and it’s much more than a report of those facts. It’s a book about life, almost philosophical. Few days ago I came across a quotation I wrote down in my journal that will make you understand why I consider this book philosophy:
“Sooner or later in life everyone discovers that perfect happiness is unrealizable, but there are few who pause to consider the antithesis: that perfect unhappiness is equally unattainable. The obstacles preventing the realization of both these extreme states are of the same nature: they derive from our human condition which is opposed to everything infinite.”
It always makes me speechless thinking about how an awful and extreme experience like that could make Levi have such enlightening intuitions about life. I will dig more on this particular subject in the future on the blog.
- AN UNFORGETTABLE MEMORY
Do you remember The Secret Garden by F.H. Burnett?
Since I grew up in a contrada surrounded by nature, I sort of had a secret garden of my own. It was a piece of land immersed in the woods with a small pond in it. Every early March it was covered in snowdrops that were able to grow also in the water. It was just a magical atmosphere. Not a lot of people knew about this place and I used to consider it my personal secret garden. I loved to go there even if it meant I had to fight my insufferable pollen allergy. When springs approaches, I always remember those times.
- SOMETHING DELICIOUS
I have always enjoyed bread much more than desserts. For me there’s nothing better than fresh-baked bread from a contrada’s wood-burning oven. Who needs gourmet stuff?
- SOMETHING YOU’RE LOOKING FORWARD TO
I’m looking forward the day when there won’t be bad and worrying news on the political and international front anymore. Utopia? Probably.
Hope you enjoyed!