This morning I went to the market at Bismarckplatz in Stuttgart West. Normally our goal when we go there is to buy grocery but also stuff for breakfast like bread, croissants, eggs, salami or ham and cheese.
Well this saturday I’m alone at home and I had all the good intentions to prepare a very good breakfast. Dominik always think that I’m not good in carrying the grocery home (he thinks I always damage the products because I don’t pay attention to them while walking) and also that I’ve bad preparing breakfast skills (here beacause I’m not organized and I always stay in the middle of the kitchen without doing anything).
I now think he has good reasons. When I came home and I was packing out the stuff I bought, I realised that something was missing. The bread: how could I forgot the bread?! I love German bread and the saturday breakfast is not the same without it!
So here a picture of my alternative breakfast, without bread!
What I learned in 2015 is not being afraid to dissociate myself from something I was not agreeing with. It could seem simple written like that, but in reality it’s not.
It has a lot to do with the image you have of what you are doing and of what you are part of. In some way it has also to do with your own dreams and goals. If you can not identify yourself with your current situation in a certain area of your life and you can not imagine to continue living like that in the near future, you have to change something. But taking the decision to change radically an aspect of your life requires courage and determination.
This year I had the courage to take such a decision. I said “Not with me” and it was so simple. I felt better after that: I was smiling again. I’m still facing the consequences of it and I had days where I wasn’t sure that I took the right decision, but in the end I know it was the right thing to do: there was not another way out.
I’m doing much better now, I’m happy with what I have and I feel grateful that I found the courage to stand up and leave when the rules of the game I was playing didn’t match with my own principles.
Don’t be afraid to say that you don’t agree with something and overall don’t be afraid to quit it. Be open to what comes next and trust your instinct: everything will be good. Stay focused and work on yourself, the sun rises every morning.
I learned pretty fast that the female is a social folk. I spent a lot of Saturday afternoons as a teenager sitting with my mother at her best friend’s kitchen table listening to their conversations. The first thing that Tina, my mom’s best friend, did when we came in was turning on the Italian coffee maker and preparing us an espresso.
The two women were talking about everything without a specific plot: about their children, their job, what happened in the village, some difficulties and of course also about their husbands.
It was a simple way of meeting, often even unplanned: just two friends talking in front of a cup of coffee. For me instead, it was always very interesting to observe those two women, that meant so much for my growth, discussing and supporting each others.
I think women need more than men the feeling of belonging to a community. That’s why they always tend more to take care of the people in their environment and keep the contact alive.
Furthermore I think meeting a friend for a coffee has also a therapeutic character. It takes you out of your routine, it gives you impressions of somebody else’s life and offers you the possibility to feel useful because your friend might need your advice.
Now that I’m in my 30s I discovered again this tradition and I’m proudly carrying it on: I love meeting friends for a cup of coffee and some sincere talks. OK, we do it now in a slightly more modern way: we meet in a cafe and add to the coffee a slice of cake.
Last Sunday, for example, I discovered thanks to my friend Oleksandra a very nice cafe in the eastern area of Stuttgart: it’s called Taraba. They have a delicious offer of cakes and the coffee tastes like coffee should.
Like my mum and Tina, we talked about everything and it felt good. That’s what every woman should have: a friend ready to drink a cup of coffee and to enjoy spending an afternoon with you.
With our friends in summer we organize once a year a big garden party open to the public. During these parties one of my favorite thing, together with being a bartender for an evening, is the conversations that happen by the light of the fire after the sunset. With such an atmosphere, people tend to open themselves to discuss all kind of topics with a calm attitude.
Three years ago a friend and I were involved in such a conversation with Matthias, who at that time began working also as a personal trainer. We were talking about sport and he told us something that I found very interesting and I never thought about. He said: “You only have to start doing sports for 12-times but being constant. For example, if you decide to work out every day, you have to do it for 12 days. After 12-times you will not only notice that you are enjoying it but also that your body needs it. The same principle can be applied if you decide to work out once a week, do it for 12 weeks and you will see”.
I always need some time even to apply such wise tips but now, three years later, I can confirm his thesis.
Since the beginning of the coronavirus pandemic, I started working out regularly from my living room and since June I have being exercising every day before I start to work.
I practice Yoga, Pilates and Functional Training: I subscribed to the Online Studio of Moveorespiro, the studio where I used to go every week in the past. After stopping playing volleyball when I moved to Germany, I’m enjoying doing sport again thanks to these disciplines.
I started motivated for 12-times and now while having breakfast my body is really craving for movement.
I can only advise you the same that Matthias told me: it’s never too late to start with sport, if you think you should begin exercising more, commit with yourself and do it for 12-times consequently. You will be proud of yourself and see improvements!
My mother comes originally from a town near Salerno called Cava de’ Tirreni. This city is not directly on the sea but it is not far from the first city on the Amalfi Coast, called Vietri sul Mare. When I was a child I used to spend about one month in summer there and, since I have a lot of relatives there, I always felt at home. I have always been fascinated by the characteristic colors of the buildings on the coast, by the hospitality of the people and by the small ceramic stores that you can find practically everywhere.
This September we had the possibility to spend two weeks in Cava de’ Tirreni and it is incredible how, even if I never really lived there, I feel these places part of me. I feel a sensation of belonging especially when I remain so long on the beach that I can see the sunset.
For me there is nothing more magical than having the possibility to watch the sun going down below the sea level.
Reserva Natural Tanimboca, Leticia – Amazonia (Colombia)
We are spending the night in the highest tree house of the Reserva Natural and are both very excited about it.
It is late afternoon, about one hour after our arrival.
Dominik: “Let’s make a deal, Angy – OK?!”
Dominik: “Tonight, before we go to bed, we don’t look at the floor. Is it clear?!”
Me: “OK, I’m in!”
After this brief conversation, we experienced a night walk with our tour guide Richard through the jungle and could appreciate the wild nightlife there. We had a delicious dinner and nice talks with a ‘Gringo’, a young man from the US working in Colombia as a teacher, and a Colombian family, whose 9 year old son was learning Chinese in the school. They were also spending the night in Tanimboca. Then Richard brought us back to the tree house and Dominik and I read a book together.
After a while, we were about going to bed…
Me: “I know we had a deal… but I… I just saw something… there…”
Dominik: “What? Where?”
Me: “Behind you: a giant cockroach!!!”
OK, OK… It was not as big as this one in the picture, but for me almost.
Happy ending: Dominik did something very brave and ‘accompanied’ (read here: kicked kindly) the cockroach out of the door. I kept the promise and didn’t look at the floor anymore. Finally we fell asleep lulled by the natural sounds of the jungle.
As currently none of us can travel, I thought it would be a good idea to share this memory with you.
I would always repeat this experience in the tree house in Tanimboca, if I had the chance. I really would, a little bit also because of the cockroach: I’m honest!
I’m also very grateful that Ronny of Kolumbien linda Tours helped us to organize our journey in Colombia giving us the possibility to enjoy a fantastic holiday there.
As usually it is the case, two great women inspired me to write today’s post. Watch the following interview (link below) of Marina Khidekel and Arianna Huffington on #Todayshow.
Ms. Huffington and Ms. Khidekel presents there their newest book together: Your Time to Thrive.
Link to the book: if you also want to read this book, please click here.
“Politician have no goodies to promise electors
indeed they are cutting their services and benefits
on which they depended.
So voters have been turning away form mainstream
– to Syriza and Golden Dawn in Greece
to Beppe Grillo in Italy and
to the UK Independence Party in Britain.
Philip Coggan, The Economist The World in 2014