You know the saying, “Thoughts become things”? Well, yeah. They do.
Imagine: I’m in Buenos Aires, living and translating while I wait for my move to Italy. I’m in this big beautiful house too.
Life is good.Â Freelance is good.
Well, I’d better get back to work…
April 8th, 2008
A couple weeks ago at a milonga here in Buenos Aires, I accepted a dance from a man who I could have sworn was Argentine. He certainly danced like it. I was surprised when in between songs he told me he was from Florence. What a coincidence, I told him, I’m moving there in September! I told him I was an Italian descendant waiting for my Italian citizenship, blah blah blah. Since I’ve been trying to speak Spanish here, my Italian was peppered with it. As a result, he thought I was from Buenos Aires and I couldn’t convince him otherwise.
I saw him again at another milonga a week later and we danced again. We exchanged e-mails so I could be kept in the loop about Tango in Florence, because apparently it’s quite good – it’s just hard to find information about it on the internet. As we were saying goodbye, he said, “Se Ã¨ piÃ¹ facile per te, mi puoi scrivere in Spagnolo, perchÃ© lo capisco.” (“If it’s easier for you, you can write to me in Spanish, because I understand it.”) “Ah – no no… per me Ã¨ piÃ¹ facile in Italiano,” I said. (“It’s easier for me in Italian”). He laughed and didn’t seem to believe me.
Ah well. What can I do. Anyway, I was worried about not being able to find good Tango in Florence, but if there are others who dance as well as he does, I think I’ll be okay.
April 5th, 2008
Two years ago today I was in Florence, sitting on a train (to go visit relatives in Pistoia and later Lucca), confused, crying, wondering what this big change was that was taking place inside of me.
I longed to stay in that city, that country. I needed to be there. It was me. This was the beginning of a huge shift in my life. Everything I had made important in life was no longer important. I just had to move to Italy.
It’s amazing to think of all the things that have happened since then. I went home, remained anguished for another month and a half and one day, on Memorial Day to be exact, I sat in front of the computer and did it – I booked a ticket to move to Italy for that September. It was 2006.
A whirlwind of changes took place. I gave up all of the previous security I had created for myself, with my apartment, my relationship, my job. And I went to Italy.
I threw myself into the arms of Perugia and its tango community and they embraced me with all their hearts. I opened myself up to the riches of the earth on a daily basis. I flourished as woman.
Then an Argentine man swooped in from Seattle, reminding me of what it is to be in love, and I suddenly found myself in Buenos Aires instead. After some time I found myself back in Seattle, Exhausted. Trying to catch my breath and make sense of what was around me as the American world ran past me, my relationship falling apart.
I became a translator.
And now here I am in Buenos Aires, where I’ve been since the beginning of February.
I’m preparing to move back to Italy in September.
These past two years have felt like two months. They also felt like an eternity.
Life is strange.
Delightful and strange.
April 1st, 2008
March 14th, 2008
You know how you just know?
I can tell you that I certainly know.
“Neither chains of steel nor chains of love can keep her from the sea…” (right, Annika?)
March 10th, 2008
…I’m busy translating by the Argentine twilight on a 7th floor balcony in Buenos Aires, listening to the traffic and voices of my barrio while the warm summer breeze plays with my wavy hair.Â Oh, and there is a glass of chilled wine at my feet.
To read more about my life here, you can go to my other blog.
February 6th, 2008
How am I supposed to concentrate on my translation when my cat is doing silly things like this?
January 23rd, 2008
I haven’t been paying much attention to this blog lately, have I! It’s because I’m getting ready to leave for Buenos Aires! Hooray! I can’t wait.
This year has started out in a very relaxing way, especially due to the fact that all of my clients in Italy were on vacation for the first week of January. Which gave me some much needed rest.
I spent last week doing a steady string of translation work that was just the right pace – I could have taken on more intense work, but I had a bad cold, and this was just perfect. This week is a little slower, because I had to miss out on a few jobs Monday and Tuesday, due to being up in Vancouver to help with a Tango class, and not having much internet access. But I was doing something I love, which is what matters. All the same, I am grateful for the non-stressful start to the year.
I showed my apartment last night to a potential subletter who, as it turns out, just moved here from Milan, where she lived for 14 months! I hope she takes it. I told her if she did, I’d leave my Italian books out so she could read them and practice.
I love my schedule. It’s a little irregular because it’s freelance, so sometimes I have to power my way through a few days and nights, and other times I can sleep at night and work on it during the day. It just depends. But having the freedom to have this be my only job is really great. I have time for other things, like Tango. I’m performing tonight actually, and it will be fun.
So that’s what’s going on in my life right now, as you can see I have a lot to be grateful for. I’m sure I’ll be inspired soon to write something else. For now I’m going to focus on packing up things in my room to store in our handy storage space in my apartment building, and on packing for Argentina. I’m going to focus on being excited. And yes, I will blog from there. I always find Italian references down there so you know you’ll hear from me.
January 16th, 2008
It must be Meme day.Â Jeni has tagged me for a Meme called “By the Book”.Â To be honest, I’m not much of a book reader, but I’m going to go on with this Meme, and see what I come up with.Â
“By the Book”
1. Total number of books owned: I got rid of most of my belongings, including books, before moving to Italy, so I’ll skip this questions because I’m embarrassed at how few I own.Â (Can you tell this is an insecure spot for me?)
2. Last book bought: Buenos Aires (Lonely Planet)
3. Last book read: I tried reading a book written in Lunfardo recently, called Los Siete Locos – I’m not giving up, I just have to get back up to Vancouver and borrow it again… Before that, I read The Alchemist. And I’m currently reading a personal anthology by Jorge Luis Borges that I received for Christmas – poems and short stories are a way to keep me involved in a book, so this is perfect.Â And I really like this one.
4. Five books that mean a lot to me:
Eat, Pray, Love,by Elizabeth Gilbert
Write It Down, Make It Happen, by Henriette Anne Klauser
Living, Studying and Working in Italy, by Travis Neighbor Ward and Monica Larner Owl
Conversazioni in Sicilia by Elio Vittorini, because it was my first Italian book – I know, heavy stuff.Â But I did it!
I don’t have a fifth, I don’t think…
I’m not going to tag anyone, because I’m a stubborn rebel.Â Ha!Â
Thanks, Jeni, for thinking of me!
January 9th, 2008
Your main assignment in 2008 is to become highly skilled at feeling good. Does that sound like something you might want to do? If so, here’s the beginning of a regimen you could follow: (1) Be constantly taking notes about what experiences give you delight and what situations make you feel at home in the world. (2) Always be scheming to provide yourself with those experiences and situations. (3) Take a vow that nothing will obstruct you from seeking out and creating pleasure, peace, love, wonder, and an intimate connection with life.
(Rob Brezny, Free Will Astrology)
January 3rd, 2008