Siga, siga
The art of slowness has always been an essential part of the mediterranean life. People would travel there to stay with locals and slow down to THEIR „normal“. They called that „life quality“, something they wanted to keep, but usually lost as soon as they were back in their own everyday. Most of them didn´t understand it at all and their copy of the mediterranean would look even more pathetic with a vineyard they´d buy. The art of slowness is an art. You can´t buy it.
I remember the „siga, siga“ greek people would tell me in my first years in greece, when i arrived in a rush, meaning: please slow down ( for your and our sanity! ). siga, siga.
Being slowed down hasn’t been en vogue in these last years. On the contrary, people had to be „busy“, had to have „no time“, it was difficult to even talk more than 2 sentences with some people or many people. Everyone in a rush. A fashion.
I havn ́t been to greece for a while but I lived with italians, who reminded me on an every day basis to slow down just by sitting in front of the house, smoking a cigarette in the sun and just enjoying life for no other reason than just enjoying life. I KNEW they were right. But how difficult it was ! It has become work. The yoga instead of the sports. The stop instead of the rush. Siga, siga. How could i forget ?
I have never been friends with those in a rush, how can one be ? They lack the time for these things, they don’t have these places. It ́s a different way to be maybe, one has to choose. One can always choose.
a slow-down summer (c) 2022