It’s interesting how even three years since our return, the lessons keep coming, less frequently but still prevalent.
I remember while living in Spain how moved I was by the community’s commitment to celebrating and ritualising important cultural events like Saints’ days, national days, Easter and the annual ‘feria’ among many, many other festivals.
I relished the involvement of the whole community (young, old and in between) who came together to celebrate cultural events with music, street parades, art and costume. It made me realise how grounding and connecting it is to gather and celebrate as a whole community.
While living in Spain I observed how much time people spend together as families where events and activities tend to be geared for the whole family. Meanwhile back in Australia, we juggle our time between the myriad of individual pursuits including ferrying our children to their extracurricular activities and parties. There is definitely something to note in the difference between the collective culture of Mediterranean Europe and the individualistic culture of Australia. Not that either one is perfect but I think we could learn and cross-pollinate from each other.
While I try never to take for granted the bountiful freedoms, rights and opportunities available in Australia, I do question whether people really value those opportunities when it comes with very little obligation or responsibility in return, other than obeying the laws and paying your taxes (though even that now seems to be optional according to the recently leaked Paradise Papers).
My friends who have more recently made Australia home, arriving from South America, Eastern Europe and South Africa, emphatically explain their reason for living in and loving Australia. They consistently praise the sense of freedom they experience here. The freedom to break from the traditional societal expectations in their homelands where class and economic status play a much greater role in daily life compared to the flatter less hierarchical dynamics of Australian society.
Clearly each culture (individual or collective) has its pros and cons and I think the beauty is in acknowledging what each offers and attempting to bring aspects of both where possible.
Recently many of these insights came to a head when my family and I celebrated my son’s bar mitzvah. It turned out to be a very emotional and meaningful day for our family despite much of it being very new to us. When my family arrived in Australia in 1957 as refugees from Hungary, their focus was squarely on assimilating and rebuilding a secure future that had been lost when they fled Europe. Having survived the Nazis during WWII followed by the strong arm of Russian occupation, they had virtually lost all of their Jewish identity and rituals in addition to their material wealth.
Personally, I believe for an individual to effectively navigate the myriad of choices, one requires a solid anchor of identity: knowing who you are, where you belong and what is important, and this is influenced by a sense of community built on shared ritual.
I absolutely attribute the year our family spent in Spain for reminding us of the power and beauty of ritual in community.
Our Year In Spain 
Hi there,
I think that you can’t compare a country like Spain with hundreds of years of history, traditions and celebrations (most of them of religious nature) with a new country like Australia which is still trying to figure out its identity by celebrating events such as a race horse or a footy game.
On another matter, there is a massive cultural difference between Spaniards and Aussies when it comes to values and celebrations. We (Spaniards) tend to give more emphasis on the family whereas in Australia (from my perspective) individualism seems to predominate.
I personally believe Australia is a great nation with a lot of opportunities, but for me the bond with Spain, my identity and my roots have been reinforced since I have been living in Australia. Sometimes I need to go far from home to figure out where we come from and/or where we want to head to in our life.
Andres
Beautifully written Bianca, I feel the same yearning for my own cultural heritage, as you very well know 🙂 Life seems so much more empty without meaningful rituals to mark the passing of time.
La importancia de la comunidad, incluso se ve en los que se fueron o se van de España, con la cantidad de casas de España, centros Gallegos, Asturianos, Andaluces…., que hay en el mundo, que además de mantener las esencias de su tierra, fueron y son lugares de solidaridad con los inmigrados y con los que se quedaron. Incluso en la propía España.
En lo referente a la familia, hoy aquí, los abuelos son los grandes conciliadores familiares, e incluso salvadores.
Hoy en España sigue existiendo “el qué dirán”, que quizás coarte esa libertad que tú ves en Australia.
En 1492, los judios fueron expulsados del Reino de ESpaña, hay una historia, tradición, leyenda, que los sefardies conservan las llaves de sus casas en España, desde ese momento.
Bianca, espero que tus entradas sean más asiduas
The importance of the community, even seen in those who left or leave Spain, with the number of houses in Spain, centers Gallegos, Asturianos, Andaluces …., Which is in the world, which in addition to maintaining the essence of their land, they were and are places of solidarity with the immigrants and with those who stayed. Even in Spain itself.
In relation to the family, today here, the grandparents are the great family conciliators, and even saviors.
Today in Spain there is still “what they will say”, which perhaps limit that freedom that you see in Australia.
In 1492, the Jews were expelled from the Kingdom of Spain, there is a history, tradition, legend, that the Sephardic people keep the keys of their houses in Spain, from that moment.
Bianca, I hope your posts are more frequently
I apologize for my English (I don’t speak English)
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Bravo Bianca! I feel much the same about the erosion of connectedness in families in modern western culture. In this respect, I feel like we could learn quite a bit from more traditional culture in places like Andalucía.
España siempre te querre
por tu vida simple y sin pretensiones
por tus bares, plazas y cafes
y familias enteras en comedores.