La historia rechazada, historia como vida significante

On the seabed trawled through the practice of living history, I have recovered my history, setting out from my deep and unresolved knots, which, with their tentacles, which were also periscopes, were slowing down or blocking my navigation in the free space of the ocean-world. In our group of living history I have returned to and gone through three basic moments of the past, and I have placed them, in the present, beneath the merciless lens of our free interpretation. The first knot, which is, shall we say, a long way back, looks into the suicide of my mother when I was an adolescent, its hidden repercussion on my life and the close link between her death and Italian history in the violent change that was the transformation of Italy from an agricultural country to an industrial country in the sixties. The second knot is an analysis of my difficulties in speaking in public and of the moments of impasse, interpreted as repercussions of my orphan-state in my political action, and the attributing of a meaning of rescue-compensation of my mother’s memory to my action in women’s spaces, for example, at the Círculo de la Rosa. The third knot refers to my inner change as a driving operation in the mutation of our political practice when making history. I analyse the step that the modification of the name of our group meant, because for me it was a source of reflection upon my path, which at times seems to be a pilgrimage, existential and political.