Thursday, March 3, 2011

What is it about us Americans anyway?

As you know, I have been on a quest to understand Brazilian Culture.  Maybe I have found a simple answer. 
So, remember that one relationship that you had where it wasn’t working out and you tried to find out “why”?  Bothering your friends on a daily basis.  Why do I love him so much but we aren’t getting along, or I can’t understand him, or why hasn’t he called?  As complicated as we try to make it the answer was always simple, right?  In relationships the man isn’t as complicated as we would like to think.  Thinking that its complicated avoids the reality that it just doesn’t work, he just isn’t that into you, right?  If he doesn’t call it’s because he doesn’t want to.  It’s simple. 
Now in Brasil, especially with my new family I have been trying to figure out why I had so much trouble finding my place.  When we all thought about meeting and being together it seemed like a grand Idea.  I thought of them as American in-laws and they were thinking of me as a Brazilian in-law.  The trouble was that when we met our ideas of what we would be like was completely clouded by the reality that we were pretty much strangers.  It was a hard adjustment for everyone really and we are still adjusting.  It wasn’t just that we did not really know each other, but we were also from different worlds. 

Why would this matter?  Honestly, I didn’t think that it would.  I never even thought it would be a challenge.  But on so many levels it was difficult.  The language was difficult; I mean how could one even think about, what it is truly like to be unable to communicate.  I still can’t communicate.  I still cannot be understood fully for what I am saying unless it is superficial, and I just happen to be a person who likes to have deep conversations… can you see the problem.  Maybe is not just Brazilian Culture that I can’t understand but what about the complications of American Culture.  Maybe it was my fault.  My fault for not knowing what being an American really means to someone in another country, and how offensive our behaviors and habits can be.  I don’t say this because we are rude, but because of just how we live and function.

I like to separate myself from people, do you?  I like to think that I do things differently and that I can adapt to any situation based on my different experiences.  Would Americans rather see each other as different rather than the same?  In America, I think we want to stand out and we compare ourselves by our differences.  Why do we spend so much time comparing ourselves to other people?  It is because we are so competitive, we are taught to be competitive.  American life is Competitive. Maybe this is why we don’t just let anyone into our circles right away.  Why it is harder for someone from another country to get around in America personally?

We as Americans define ourselves by our differences so that we can stand out or look better.  We have to sell ourselves all of the time, don’t you think?  So take this to another level, only when talking to Americans, about other Americans can we see differences.  But understand this…. In another country we are all the Same.   Americans in general are not separate, we are considered all the same no matter who you are. 

So, what does it mean to be an American?  It means that we prefer to do things on our own, we live at a fast pace, we work hard to be more & more efficient and get paid to do so, we are always stressed, we like things fast and hate to wait, we live alone, we don’t tell our families everything, most of the time our family doesn’t even know that we left town.  We don’t know everything that happens in all of our cousins lives and we usually only get together on holidays.  There is usually never someone at home during the day and our parents do not usually babysit our children.   We usually live one family per household and we shop a lot as it makes us feel better.

So, in conclusion.  The simple answer is not that we wanted anyone to feel unwelcome or unloved; we were just more different that we could have ever imagined.  I think it will soon be these differences that make us closer than could imagine, but now I understand why all of the men would say said “Be Patient Jill”.   Let’s face it, Men offer a simple approach to relationships.  It is also the fact that maybe it is time for me to see my culture a little clearer and how I am relating to their culture.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Fun Stage

Getting up again every day at 5:30am, I kind of like it.  With Ben in school, it is nice to have a routine again.  He had his first review and the teacher said he was doing great, I am so proud of him.  He is coloring in the lines, making up games and thriving.   Next step is getting him into Capoeira and start using our new membership to the club.  Swimming!!!  So anyway, I am finding a lot of fulfillment teaching english.  And then Gabi... this little girl does not want to go to sleep anymore.  Today I cut her bangs and she is really excited about her new haircut.  She asks me everyday if she too can go to school tomorrow.  This is a fun stage.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Jill In Brazil: Harder than I thought

Jill In Brazil: Harder than I thought: "So, I am on a quest to find my inner peace right? I want to live in the present, right? So, Of Course I bought a book on tape to..."

Harder than I thought

So, I am on a quest to find my inner peace right?  I want to live in the present, right?  So, Of Course I bought a book on tape to help me.  “The Power of Now” by Eckhart Tolle and not 40 minutes into it I learn something that I want to share.  This happens to be about the Ego. 
You can be addicted to thinking.  What I am hearing is that thinking can be as bad of an addiction as smoking, sex or gambling.  I myself replay old tapes in my head and identify with the past, but am I addicted to thinking?  Constant thinking is the Ego.   So, my need to make lists, calculate, play Sudoku and plan things that I will soon plan again the next day is my ego at work?  I thought I was just keeping busy and passing time, however I do rush to think.  I love to find time to think.  Confusing, huh?    
In the Ego Self, the “Present” does not exist.  (This is my desire, to live in the present, right?)  Only the past and future are considered important to the Ego Self.  It is dysfunctional because I am trying to keep the past alive and without the past, It begs the question “Who am I”.   Then when I project my ego into the future I ensure its continued survival.  It is the thought that One day in the future when this happens or that happens I will be ok, I will be happy or I will be at peace.  I have always lived like this… the one day scenario.
Now with this information I have to think, and this is probably another book but what is that one day or one feeling that I am looking for?  What is it going to solve for me, what is it going to relieve me of? 
The other day, My mom and I were talking about being in the present with my kids and how I was trying to work on this, she said that when I get frustrated I should think of something that makes me happy… and do you know what I saw?  I saw money being exchanged going back and forth as If the hands were doing business.  This is what I saw, thought it was kind of fucked up so I tried again and again this was what I saw.  Almost 100% sure that this is not what Eckhart Tolle had in mind; I will just have to keep reading I guess.   
Then the last thing was that when the ego (which doesn’t exist in the present) actually presents itself in the present, it misperceives itself because it is seeing itself through the eyes of the past.    Oh, $#@!  Maybe I just answered my question. 
Living in the present holds the key as the present moment is all you ever truly have.  Hmmm.  This is going to be harder than I thought.  J

Monday, February 28, 2011

A Nigerian Myth

Mother Woyengi sat on a special stone and made people out of handfuls of earth.  She put the people who chose lives of Luxury into a fast, dangerous stream, the rest into a slow, clear stream. 
I just thought this was interesting because I have always lived in the fast, dangerous stream.  Today, Rodrigo and I were talking about our plans to import a certain machine and to try to make extra income.  Yes, another business however now that he is a chef and excited to peruse his career and I have plenty of work and new ideas cranking on the computer… we decided to stop.  We decided not to complicate our lives anymore, we decided to get along and not to work together for once, and we decided to give ourselves a break and to let go.  I can’t imagine what it will be like to not work together or how long this will last.  I am so happy to make this decision for now, I feel so relieved. 

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