Friday
8 August
Hello dear
reader,
It’s nine
thirty and Dimo and Nadja have already left early so I am alone and loving it J Just had some watermelon, did the
dishes and tidied up a little so now let’s take advantage of this free time to
blog on.
Where were
we. At the Happy Horse Farm with the Guru! Interesting experience. As much as I
respect the man and his followers, there is still something inside of me that
resists the worshipping part of the deal. Nonetheless it was nice to be at the
lectures and share some thoughts. No new insights or anything, but just
generally uplifting optimism. It’s always good to be around people who are
connected, as much with eachother as with god. For those of you who can’t deal
with the term god, think: animating force, universal energy. That ‘je ne sais
quoi’ that makes the world go round? God! Anyway, it was nice to be around
people who get all that and share the belief that people can make a difference
by spreading the love. Therefore the ‘Tsjeshki’s’ organize tsjeski fests all over
the world, for people to gather and share, usually with some workshops or
lectures about ways to respect mother earth and live music. Tomorrow there’s
one at Pavel Banja and I am looking forward to it. Dimo will be lecturing about
composting, Momera will do a dance workshop, there’s a world music band from
Mexico… should be fun.
I’ve been
spending a lot of time at Pavel Banja
lately, since Dimo is ploughing the fields for Nicola with his little green
tractor (and the estate is huge). I’ve been hanging out with Tania and her
daughter Arwen, and Lidia and Momera. There’s constantly people staying at the
dome as guests, to help in some way, or to ride a horse, or whatnot. It’s a
beautiful place and you would think it’s paradise, and it is in some ways, but
then the owners rush by, with a bunch of their kids in their wake, more often yelling
at eachother than not, and then the relax is far off… I feel they get so stressed that they don’t see the beauty of their
situation anymore… which I think is a crying shame. Maybe they need a little
tarot reading, it might bring some clarity in the constant chaos… They are
living in a little piece of heaven, have such gorgeous, smart children…. Now if
they could find peace in their hearts and family! That be great. Sat nam!
As far as I’m
concerned, I ‘ve been feeling a little off the last two days. My period finally
REALLY started, which is a relief but comes with the traditional pain, and the
smouldering heat didn’t help much. Thank god for Game of Thrones, I’m really
enjoying the read, it got me through the slower times. There’s a lot of work at
the farm but it’s not always clear who’s doing what. I kept to the kitchen and the
rest of the household, but Tania and Lidia are like the official housekeepers
and do most of the work, and Momera does the cooking. All I’ve been doing the
last couple of days was cutting veggies and doing dishes, and in moderation…anyway
I got bored, so yesterday around four pm I decided to take a bus back to Krân because
I was aching for some me-time, a hot shower, fresh undies and clothes. After two unforeseen nights at Pavel Banja I thought I was up for staying all the way
until after the fest, but I changed my mind and I’m glad I did. On the way back
I had to change buses in Kazanlâk where I took the opportunity to buy a BG
phonecard. So here’s my number: 00350893817309 in case you need me.
I’m done
for now, TBC… and godspeed xoxox
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