The Grandeur of Being Italian

The Grandeur of Being Italian

To be Italian is to be sensual and in love with life; to taste the wine, the sauce, and the abundant food with intimacy. To bask in the colors of an endless sky, to feel the curve of the coastline as if were the outline of a woman’s figure, and to get lost in the moment while exchanging savory moments that embrace the life of an Italian. It’s taking to one’s heart the hypnotic fragrances in the air, observing the ancient skill of a sculptor, or gazing into a Renaissance painting as seen through the eyes, soul, and brushstrokes of the painter. To speak Italian allows one to not just a passion, but a passport into Italy’s Storia and its very soul. The fantasy of living the Italian life is powerfully seductive, but to truly become Italian one must learn the language.

Being Italian is feeling the pain of humanity while embracing the innocence of a child, or reveling in the loyalty and respect of family and friends. It is taking care of your family first, but also providing for the needs of others, even when you feel you have nothing left to give. Sometimes it’s driving a hard bargain because you know that no dog exchanges bones with another. It’s also about the time spent being grateful to share a genetic code that has influenced one of the most fascinating and artistic cultures throughout history. Being Italian means living day to day with inflamed passions often tending to vacillate between voluble romanticism, intensified sensuality, and hard-headed pragmatism. When an Italian woman gets captivated by a man’s charm, it begins with prolonged and intense eye contact as she walks in the beauty that can consciously move the sun and stars.

If you are an Italian, sometimes you have to be willing to forgive — but you never forget. Italians have little or no patience for pain and take vengeance on those who intentionally inflict it — particularly when it comes to the family. They are an extremely proud and determined race and will take care of business “their way” with those who even dare to think of doing them wrong. By nature, they are compelled to enforce the rules of fairness and they can get very angry when they can’t. Their pride and passion belong to a gene pool of toughness and centuries-old legacies. They never grow old. Their footprints of occasional staunch but artful stubbornness precede them, but they are also among the ranks of the world’s great lovers. I thought to myself, now that alone is plenty to be proud of. With that thought in mind, I was mesmerized by the starkness that surrounded the roads as we descended Etna to our final destination. Behold paradise, gaze upon the ancient village of Randazzo!

An excerpt from Layers the novel.

Pride and respect go a long way. Just ask anyone who’s Italian.


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  • Sandy Greco

    This is such a beautiful post! As I look in the mirror I smile. You have captured the essence of our heritage so well. Thank you so much! My heart sings....

  • Alyssa McCombie

    I really enjoyed reading this because I always loved the history behind Italy andits beautiful culture and the food! God the food is awesome! I would so eat Italian food everyday If I could

  • Alyssa McCombie

    I really enjoyed reading this because I just live the history behind Italy and I love the food so much! The food is literally to die for!

  • Naomi

    Questa la verita ! ( that’s the truth). We are bred for pride and respect. My heritage is 1/2 Sicilian and 1/2 Calabrese! I sometimes fight with my emotions! They are not contained well! I once was told that my eyes could talk. Seems as if I display whatever my heart and soul are feeling. It’s with great pride and pleasure that I commend you for expressing what is often difficult to put into words. Dio ti protega. Vivi la risata amore! (God protect you. Live, laugh,love!)

  • Charles Mazzuca

    Dio benedica I’america 🇮🇹 & Dio benedica I’italia 🇺🇸

  • Bianca Gaetano

    Bonjourno!! Love this one! The history of Italy and the Italian culture is fascinating its beautiful and proud...and of course who doesn't love Italian cuisine?! ❤️ We can b hard headed and stubborn but we love deeply and live passionately! I am proud to b and hopefully one day can go to the beautiful country and c where our ancestors came from...not sure if I will come back! As far as hurting anyone we love or doing them wrong u will b sorry and as said we "may" forgive but "NEVER" forget!! Ciao! 🇮🇹💚🤍❤️

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