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19 April 2009
Chia Seeds lad. k "Salvia hispanica"
Once in the forests of Texas in United States I found myself eating the most astonishing jelly kind of a thing. Later i found out that it was Chia seeds soaked in the water. The taste was silky, light and the energy was flowing around. The connection was made.
TS of stem of chia, Salvia hispanica, showing region of cortical parenchyma, phloem fibres, xylem and pith parenchyma. Cycling images of Calcofluor staining, red wavelength autofluorescence, LM10-FITC labelling of xylan in secondary cell walls and in scattered parenchyma cell walls The sourceSo I would like to share some backround info of these seeds and its history and story.
It might be still hard to find Chia in Europe, but who knows, maybe the doors are opened for this warrior food by now.
It might be still hard to find Chia in Europe, but who knows, maybe the doors are opened for this warrior food by now.
What is Chia Seed?
An Article from www.rawreform.com by Angela Stokes
Chia seed is an ancient superfood that is currently experiencing a glorious renaissance ;) It is a member of the sage family (Salvia Hispanica). The little black and white seeds were once a staple of the Incan, Mayan and Aztec cultures, along with the Native Americans of the southwest.
"Chia" is actually the Mayan word for strength. The seeds were used by these ancient cultures as mega-energy food, especially for their running messengers, who would carry a small pouch of it with them. Chia has been called 'Indian Running Food' and gives an incredibly 'sustaining' surge of energy. I've definitely noticed for myself the 'running energy' that chia seems to impart. If I eat chia, then run later that day, my endurance and ability to run further is greatly enhanced - pretty impressive stuff... ;)
The chia we sell in our online store is imported from Mexico and is certified organic. In Mexico they say that one tablespoon of chia seeds can sustain a person for 24 hours. Chia also happens to TASTE great, looks cute (like tiny dinosaur eggs) and is ready to eat really quickly - besides which it has an off-the-scale nutritional profile...
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Chia seeds are said to have:
helps transfer calcium into your bones, They are a complete source of protein, providing all the essential amino acids in an easily digestible form. They are also a fabulous source of soluble fibre. Like flax, chia is highly 'hydrophilic' - the seeds absorb water and create a mucilaginous gel. They can hold 9-12 times their weight in water and they absorb it very rapidly - in under 10 minutes. Antioxidants One advantage of chia is that because it has such a high antioxidant content, the seeds stay stable for much longer, whereas flax, for example, may turn rancid. Chia seeds can easily be stored dry for 4-5 years without deterioration in flavour, odour or nutritional value. You can substitute chia in any recipe that calls for flax.  Mild Taste The taste of chia is very mild and pleasant. That means you can easily combine it with other foods without changing the taste dramatically. People add chia to their sauces, bread batters, puddings, smoothies and more. The flavour is retained, plus masses more nutrition is added ;) The 'Dieter's Dream Food' Chia has been called a dieter's dream food because when added to foods, it bulks them up, displacing calories and fat without diluting the flavour. Thus, someone can eat a typical serving, yet only consume about half the calories they might have eaten, because the food has been bulked up with chia. PLUS, the eater gets a bellyful of nutrient-rich superfood goodness, which hydrates and sustains them - magic ;) --------------- Sugar Absorption Chia slows the impact of sugars on the system, if eaten together. Chia gel creates a physical barrier between carbohydrates and the digestive enzymes that break them down, which slows the conversion of carbs into sugar. That means the energy from the food is released steadily, resulting in more endurance. This is clearly of great benefit to diabetics in particular. It also means that I can combine chia with super-sweet tastes like apple juice and not get super-spiked ;) Absorb and Retain Water Due to the exceptional water-absorption quality of chia, it can help you prolong hydration and retain electrolytes, especially during exertion. Easy to Digest Whole, water-soaked chia seeds are easily digested and absorbed. Their tiny dinosaur-egg-like shells break down quickly. They feel light in the body, yet energising. Their nutrients can be quickly assimilated into the body.  Intestinal BroomChia seeds bulk up, then work like an incredible digestive broom, sweeping through your intestinal tract, helping to dislodge and eliminate old accumulated waste in the intestines. Many people find their stools also become more regular once they eat chia. Inexpensive Chia is a very reasonably priced, concentrated food. Our 1lb bags cost $8. 1/3 cup of dry chia seeds (2 ounces) makes about 17 ounces of chia gel. This costs about $1. Depending on how much gel you use, those 17oz will likely last, on average, about four days. That is about 25cents a day. Versatile Chia can be used in so many kinds of recipes - savoury, sweet - it works with anything. You might want to try them in salad dressings, cookie mixtures, smoothies, crackers, ice creams, juices and so on. Gluten-Free Chia seed protein contains no gluten. This makes it ideal for anyone with a gluten sensitivity or simply wanting to find a replacement for gluten-containing grains like wheat, barley, rye and oats.  --------------- |
Ten Raw Chia Recipes
WARNING - these are 'hardcore' raw foodist recipes, developed and used by long-term raw food eaters. Some may seem quite peculiar or unfamiliar to those who are not accustomed to eating raw. We encourage you to try them out though and to perhaps use them as a 'spring-board' for creating and enjoying your own chia recipes...
All of these recipes are based on one person eating.
Basic Chia Gel
Chia
Water
Mix 1/3-cup chia seeds to 2 cups water. Stir. This is the 'basic gel' recipe that can be stored in your fridge and used as required.
Sweet Shortbread Chia
4-5 tbsps chia seeds
2 cups fresh apple juice
2 tbsp lucuma powder
1/2 cup dried mulberries
1/4 cup pumpkin seeds
Soak the chia seeds in the apple juice. Stir in the remaining ingredients. Leave to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
'Chia Fresca'
2 tsp chia seeds
10oz pure water
juice of one lemon or lime
agave syrup or raw honey to taste
This is still a popular drink in modern-day Mexico. Simply stir the ingredients together and enjoy.
Fruity Chia
3 small or 2 big apples
8 dates, pits removed
4-5 tbsp chia seeds
1/4 cup dried mulberries
Blend the apples and six of the dates together. Transfer that mixture into a bowl and stir in the chia seeds and mulberries. Chop down the remaining 2 dates into pieces and stir those in too. Leave to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
Bana-paya Chia
1 banana
1 cup papaya flesh
6 dried Turkish figs
4-5 tbsp chia, ground
Blend the banana and papaya flesh together. Put the figs in this mixture and leave it to soak overnight. Blend the whole mixture, including the figs, the next day. Stir in the ground chia seed. Serve.
Chia Gel 'Muesli'
1 cup of basic chia gel
2 bananas, mashed with a fork
1 tbsp lucuma powder
1/4 cup raisins
1/4 cup pumpkin seeds
Mix together the ingredients in a bowl with a fork and eat.
Green Chia
8 dried prunes, soaked in 1 pint pure water
1 tbsp spirulina powder
1/3-cup chia seeds
Drain off most of the prune soak water and put the chia seeds to soak in the prune soak water. Blend together the prunes with the spirulina and a small amount of the soak water. Stir the spirulina/prune mixture into the soaked chia seeds. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
1-2 bananas
1-2 persimmons
1tsp maca
1 tsp cinnamon
handful of goji berries
handful of pumpkin seeds
Blend together the bananas and persimmons. Pour out the mixture into a bowl. Stir in the chia seeds, maca, cinnamon, gojis and pumpkin seeds. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
Raw 'Rice Pudding'
4-5 tbsp chia seed
2 cups almond milk
raw honey or agave syrup to taste
Combine the ingredients to your taste. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming. You can also add other flavours like vanilla, cinnamon or cardamom.
Banana-nut Bread
2 cups vegetable juice pulp (preferably at least half carrot)
8 tbsp ground chia
1/4 cup chopped walnuts
1/2 cup raisins
5 bananas
Mix together the veggie juice pulp and bananas in a food processor. Add in the ground chia and let the food processor run until the seeds are completely mixed in.
Transfer the mixture to a bowl with the walnuts and raisins and mix them in thoroughly by hand. Shape into a loaf. For major yumminess, top with ?Cream Cheese? (see below).
Cream Cheese
Flesh of three avocados
9 dates
juice of 1 or 2 lemons
Blend.
|||We are what we eat|||
at least 10% from our well being is dependent on our diet
another 10% is physical activity
and the last third of a third is breathing.
So it will make 30% in total.
So now you are thinking what makes the rest from the whole???
The answer is in you head.
Thinking :D
WARNING - these are 'hardcore' raw foodist recipes, developed and used by long-term raw food eaters. Some may seem quite peculiar or unfamiliar to those who are not accustomed to eating raw. We encourage you to try them out though and to perhaps use them as a 'spring-board' for creating and enjoying your own chia recipes...
All of these recipes are based on one person eating.
Basic Chia Gel
Chia
Water
Mix 1/3-cup chia seeds to 2 cups water. Stir. This is the 'basic gel' recipe that can be stored in your fridge and used as required.
Sweet Shortbread Chia
4-5 tbsps chia seeds
2 cups fresh apple juice
2 tbsp lucuma powder
1/2 cup dried mulberries
1/4 cup pumpkin seeds
Soak the chia seeds in the apple juice. Stir in the remaining ingredients. Leave to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
'Chia Fresca'
2 tsp chia seeds
10oz pure water
juice of one lemon or lime
agave syrup or raw honey to taste
This is still a popular drink in modern-day Mexico. Simply stir the ingredients together and enjoy.
Fruity Chia
3 small or 2 big apples
8 dates, pits removed
4-5 tbsp chia seeds
1/4 cup dried mulberries
Blend the apples and six of the dates together. Transfer that mixture into a bowl and stir in the chia seeds and mulberries. Chop down the remaining 2 dates into pieces and stir those in too. Leave to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
Bana-paya Chia
1 banana
1 cup papaya flesh
6 dried Turkish figs
4-5 tbsp chia, ground
Blend the banana and papaya flesh together. Put the figs in this mixture and leave it to soak overnight. Blend the whole mixture, including the figs, the next day. Stir in the ground chia seed. Serve.
Chia Gel 'Muesli'
1 cup of basic chia gel
2 bananas, mashed with a fork
1 tbsp lucuma powder
1/4 cup raisins
1/4 cup pumpkin seeds
Mix together the ingredients in a bowl with a fork and eat.
Green Chia
8 dried prunes, soaked in 1 pint pure water
1 tbsp spirulina powder
1/3-cup chia seeds
Drain off most of the prune soak water and put the chia seeds to soak in the prune soak water. Blend together the prunes with the spirulina and a small amount of the soak water. Stir the spirulina/prune mixture into the soaked chia seeds. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
Persi-nana Chia
4-5 tbsp chia seeds1-2 bananas
1-2 persimmons
1tsp maca
1 tsp cinnamon
handful of goji berries
handful of pumpkin seeds
Blend together the bananas and persimmons. Pour out the mixture into a bowl. Stir in the chia seeds, maca, cinnamon, gojis and pumpkin seeds. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming.
Raw 'Rice Pudding'
4-5 tbsp chia seed
2 cups almond milk
raw honey or agave syrup to taste
Combine the ingredients to your taste. Leave the chia to soak for at least 10 minutes before consuming. You can also add other flavours like vanilla, cinnamon or cardamom.
Banana-nut Bread
2 cups vegetable juice pulp (preferably at least half carrot)
8 tbsp ground chia
1/4 cup chopped walnuts
1/2 cup raisins
5 bananas
Mix together the veggie juice pulp and bananas in a food processor. Add in the ground chia and let the food processor run until the seeds are completely mixed in.
Transfer the mixture to a bowl with the walnuts and raisins and mix them in thoroughly by hand. Shape into a loaf. For major yumminess, top with ?Cream Cheese? (see below).
Cream Cheese
Flesh of three avocados
9 dates
juice of 1 or 2 lemons
big handful of dulse seaweed
|||We are what we eat|||
at least 10% from our well being is dependent on our diet
another 10% is physical activity
and the last third of a third is breathing.
So it will make 30% in total.
So now you are thinking what makes the rest from the whole???
The answer is in you head.
Thinking :D
Wisdom written down by Gunnar Aarma <>
16 April 2009
Prayers with tabacco.
Palved tubakaga.
Chalmita, Mexico,
april 2009
Pilt: Sander
Pyha geomeetria. Higistamistelk.
Holy geometry. Temazcal. Sweat-lodge.
Chalmita, Mexico
aprill 2009
Pilt: Sander
Horses above, we are sleeping under all, in the tipi.
Hobud ülal, meie kõige all, tipis.
Chalmita, Mexico,
1. aprill 2009
Pilt: Sander
Welcome! I just survived 4 days of nothing. Pure Breath!
Tere! Olen elus pärast 4ja päeva mittemillegiga. Puhas hingus!
Chalmita, Mexico
5. aprill 2009
Pilt: Sander
There she goes.
Seal ta läeb.
Mexico D.F.
märts 2009
pilt: Sander
Stop. Avenue.Peatus. Avenüü.
Mexico D.F.
märts 2008
Pilt: Sander
Holy Light is Your Path.
Pyha Valgus on Sinu Tee.
Zocalo, Mexico D.F., Mexico,
april 2008
Pilt: Marian
15 April 2009
Just seal, m2gede rypes 2rkas teravus enese sisse ja nyyd on sammud sel rajal edasi viimas.Enese sees on 2revus. See on hoopis teine kui siis, kui kuus kuud tagasi Mehhiko poole lendama hakkasime. Siis lihtsalt j2lgisin, mis juhtub, polnud erilist tunnet...
Praegu on k6hus liblikaid ja p6nevust. Inglid ytlevad, et on uued algused.
Jah,
eile sattusime kasutatud kauba paradiisi (oi, emale siin meeldiks, ja teistelegi, usun:), korjasime endile viie ja kymne peeso eest pykse ja pluuse ja kampsuneid. M2ng. Oled selline kui tahad olla.
Ainult et kotist tuleb palju kraami minema visata, sest kott pole vahepeal kasvanud. Ja 6nneks on lennukitel ka tonnaazilimiit.
Meil on kingad¡
See teeb nii viisaka tunde enda astumisse, et tore on¡
V2ikeste ja armsate elu asjadega saab l6butseda, saab muutuda.
Melon.
Papaya.
Oaxaca juust.
Avokaado.
Need on mu t2nase p2eva menyys, lemmikud siinselt maalt.
Kas olete kuulnud chia seemnetest... Me leidsime neid siit. Sander teadis, et tegemist on imem6nusate ja muidu yliv6imsate terakestega. Neil lased vee sees endile m6nus limapallike ymber tekitada ja siis ampsad lusikaga. S6dalased pidavat paari lusikat2iega p2evakese v6itlust vastu pidama... ja saab yletada k6rbeidki..
Need seemned on siitmaalt, hispaaniaste tulekuga eemale t6ugatud (eks see kaval vallutusplaan ole, et v6etakse kohalikud v2etaimed k2est 2ra, nagu amarantigagi tehti) ja praegu kohalikele ysna tundmatud. Meil joppas, et yhest naturista ja soya poest leidsime nad. Head teekaaslased.
Ehk j6uavad nad kunagi ka Eestimaale, kui mitte teiste, siis meie kaudu yhel heal p2eval. Niiet hoidke p8idlad pihus ja s88ge rohelist sibulat seniajani¡
Hea uudis on ka see, et google translator on eesti keeleski saadaval: http://translate.google.com/
Tundub, et eestlaste n2ol on tegemist parajate arvutifriikidega. Meil on pimedad 88d ja pikad talved.., j6uab tegeleda selliste asjadega. Mehhikos muudkui p2ike paistab, siin inimesed on rohkem v2ljas ja teistega koos.. Ega kui meil Eestis suvi on, siis keegi eriti t6sist t88d teha ei m6ista... kujuta ette, et siin on suvi kogu aeg...:P
Ja kui meid endeid vaadata, siis vahest kui arvuti juurde satume, on ikka asju, mida asjatada. Arvuti on ikka hea s6ber, mitte vaenlane:)
Jaa,
Viis Tiibetlast - harjutused, mida v6id lahkelt enda juurde lubada. Raamat on olemas eestikeeles ja allpool leiad video, kus on n2ha, kuis neid harjutusi teha saab. P.S. Ookean pole harjutuste edukaks sooritamiseks vajalik, kuid aegajalt on hea end veega puhastada ikka, just nii, kuis k2ttesaadav on¡
Alustasin.
Nendega on nii, et alustad kolmest kordusest ja iga n2dal teed kaks rohkem. Teed, kuni j6uad 21 korduseni. Sinna j22d pidama, see on piisav ja kylluslik¡ Hea toonus ja kerge tunne¡ Maagiline¡
Infot leiab internetist ka, Five Tibetians, inglise keeles.
Lend lend
kanna meid
kanna tuul
kanna muld
olen puu
olen suu
olen muu
sina ju
kanna meid
kanna tuul
kanna muld
olen puu
olen suu
olen muu
sina ju
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Just there in between the mountains I found sharpness and simplicity, which is now guiding our road to Canada. The last day here.
Wow, it feels so different from the times we were coming to Mexico, 6 months ago. It feels butterflies inside, it feels excited¡
Angels are saying that there are new beginnings.
Indeed.
Yesterday we walked into a big market, full of second-hand gringo clothes - God bless those americans who are consuming so lot that the left-overs are so plentyful¡ We found new pants and shirts with 5 and 10 pesos... And a warm jumper for the cold (which I am already waiting for...)...., actually it feels so good to be able to wear more clothes than just the lightest shirt... And here is getting a bit too hot as well, it is not so good to be outside during the midday anymore...
Oh, jeah, we can throw away a lots of things now, cause bags are still the same size... and fortunately the plain has its on weight-limits as well ;)
Shoes, we have nice shoes now¡ I guess we can trick them now - they don`t think we are hippies anymore...
Those small things make such a difference really.
One great thing is that our sleeping bags are also washed now¡ Hooray to Jim who has a washing machine¡
Melon.
Papaya.
Oaxaca cheese.
Avocados.
They are part of the menu today. Good indeed.
Chia seeds - have you heard about them... They are wonderous, small and big when you give some water to them. Warriours could fight a whole day with just some spoonfulls... and you can cross the deserts...
So, just go and make your body and soul happy with them. In Estonia you might not find them yet, but wait, when we come back we will help those seeds to cross the borders¡
Good news - google translator: http://translate.google.com/ is available in Estonian now as well¡
Go and check it out, it is free¡
:)
Estonians are kind of computer-freaks for sure - they have long and dark nights and winters..., cold weather from time to time.. Here in Mexico people go out and take a taco and a bear..., it is warm all the time... You know Estonian summers - nobody is making serious work in summers..., but imagine, here it is always as summer....:P
We get along good with the computers as well.
Only sometimes they are not around so much...
Have you heard about 5 tibetians - the exercises - you can start doing those now, they really are simple and easy, but they work inside and outside, they are like chia seeds :) And I started with them just now.
Take a look:
There is a lot of material in the web..and in the books as well.
Take yourself into your own hands and make a change into your daily routine¡
All the things we know good, we have practised...:)
By the way, the ocean is not neccessary there to be successful, though, cleaning yourself with the water from time to time - yeah, you want to do this¡
So, you start with 3 repetitions with each exercise. With every week you add 2 times. And you get to 21 and stay there. This is enough. This is magical.
Try it out¡
Wow, it feels so different from the times we were coming to Mexico, 6 months ago. It feels butterflies inside, it feels excited¡
Angels are saying that there are new beginnings.
Indeed.
Yesterday we walked into a big market, full of second-hand gringo clothes - God bless those americans who are consuming so lot that the left-overs are so plentyful¡ We found new pants and shirts with 5 and 10 pesos... And a warm jumper for the cold (which I am already waiting for...)...., actually it feels so good to be able to wear more clothes than just the lightest shirt... And here is getting a bit too hot as well, it is not so good to be outside during the midday anymore...
Oh, jeah, we can throw away a lots of things now, cause bags are still the same size... and fortunately the plain has its on weight-limits as well ;)
Shoes, we have nice shoes now¡ I guess we can trick them now - they don`t think we are hippies anymore...
Those small things make such a difference really.
One great thing is that our sleeping bags are also washed now¡ Hooray to Jim who has a washing machine¡
Melon.
Papaya.
Oaxaca cheese.
Avocados.
They are part of the menu today. Good indeed.
Chia seeds - have you heard about them... They are wonderous, small and big when you give some water to them. Warriours could fight a whole day with just some spoonfulls... and you can cross the deserts...
So, just go and make your body and soul happy with them. In Estonia you might not find them yet, but wait, when we come back we will help those seeds to cross the borders¡
Good news - google translator: http://translate.google.com/ is available in Estonian now as well¡
Go and check it out, it is free¡
:)
Estonians are kind of computer-freaks for sure - they have long and dark nights and winters..., cold weather from time to time.. Here in Mexico people go out and take a taco and a bear..., it is warm all the time... You know Estonian summers - nobody is making serious work in summers..., but imagine, here it is always as summer....:P
We get along good with the computers as well.
Only sometimes they are not around so much...
Have you heard about 5 tibetians - the exercises - you can start doing those now, they really are simple and easy, but they work inside and outside, they are like chia seeds :) And I started with them just now.
Take a look:
There is a lot of material in the web..and in the books as well.
Take yourself into your own hands and make a change into your daily routine¡
All the things we know good, we have practised...:)
By the way, the ocean is not neccessary there to be successful, though, cleaning yourself with the water from time to time - yeah, you want to do this¡
So, you start with 3 repetitions with each exercise. With every week you add 2 times. And you get to 21 and stay there. This is enough. This is magical.
Try it out¡
Wing wing
carry us
be the sky
we fly
carry us
be the sky
we fly
13 April 2009
Eesti keeles, Eesti meeles
Jaa,
on kyll n6ndamoodi, et kui ainult vennaga k6neleda emakeelt, siis vahest tuleb kirjutamine hoopis inglise keeles. Ja on neid, kellega teel kohtutud ja kes meie pisikest yhemiljonikeelt kohe sugugi ei m6ista. Tuleb siis igatmoodi teha.
Nyyd on otsa saamas aeg Mehhikomaal. Oleme viimase n2dala siin olnud,
kogenud igasugususi.
Praegu k6nnime s6bra j2lgedes, kes on ses suurlinnas ennem olnud - tema s6pruskond ymbritses meid kohtadega, kus magada ja ringi liikuda, inimestega nende eludest. Sellises viibimises on kohtumisi selle s6braga, kes on yhenduslyli, Leon - 6pime teda tudma, s6prade kaudu. Ja samas on teada, et see on minevik. Praegu on tema juba mujal, Arizonas.
Rabelesime end toas puhkamisest v2lja ja l2ksime Xochimilcosse, mis on selle suure linna kylje all olev v2iksem kohake, kus on palju vett ja kanaleid. Paljude tagaaiaks on vesi, koos paadikesega, millega s6itma minnakse. Kanaleil on ujuvad toidukohad ja suurtel paatidel peetakse pidusid.
Syrreaalne on n2ha surnud koeri, pinnale kerkinud ja paisunud... ja siis natuke maad edasi hyppavad lapsed koos kingade ja teksadega vette, sulpsti!
Vesi on pruun. Prahti on ka n2ha.
Need poisid, kes aerutavad, on tugevate rinna- ja k2elihastega. Ja need, kellega meie kohtusime, on "k22bikud", nagu naljatades taipasime. Meie Sandriga oleme Inimesed P6hjast. S6rmuste Isand on siin m2nguks.
Naine on kummaline olla, kui mehed ymber on nii lyhikesed. Tekib tahtmine olla pisem...
Mis seal's ikka, selg tuleb sirgu ajada ja edasi astuda,
kohtusime ka poisiga, kes on kyll mehhiklane, kuid pikkuse poolest Inimene:)
Sai t6detud koos, et
mehhiko-viis suhelda on h2sti s6bralik ja avatud, k6ik on kohe amigod...,
aga see on selline tulev ja minev yhendus. EI hakata hingeasjadest jutustama.
Ja vahest on tunne nii yksik. Surud endas ka alla need teemad, mis p2evakorral justkui pole..
P6hjamaine, v6i siis minu ja venna arusaamine ja yhendumine on seestkaudu - see on nii, et tunned s6bra hinges 2ra ja pole vaja pikalt bla-bla'tada, saab kohe l2hedane olla. Ja see tunne on hoopis toitvam. On hoolimise tunne.
Tuleb julgeda valida siin,
mitte ainult mehhiklaste kulgemisega kaasa minna,
sest see v6ib l6ppeda kahetunnise autos6iduga sinna, kuhu k6nides j6uaks 10 minutiga. Ja vahepeal sai kyll kohtutud mingite inimestega, kes mingeid asju ajavad... Aga on selline loksumine ja hajevil olemine.
See on v2sitav.
6pin julgema ytlema - STOP! EI, see pole praegu see, mida ma tahan.
Mehhiko on olnud voolamine. On olnud alistumine ja vastu v6tmine. Selles on omajagu uitamist ja siis v2sinud olemist. See on kuidagi kaval, et voolamine justkui hea, aga kui selles pole selgust ja sihti, siis on see omamoodi raiskamine.
Nyyd siis l2heme Kanadasse, kuhu tahtsin juba alguses ka minna. Ringiga. L2heme p6hja.
Keha ja meel tuletavad meelde,
et saab olla kerge ja inspiratsiooniline,
et tuleb lasta endast lahti.
2rgata unest, mis on illusioon.
K6igepealt lubad minna negatiivsel.
Siis lubad minna positiivsel.
Tagasiteed ei ole.
on kyll n6ndamoodi, et kui ainult vennaga k6neleda emakeelt, siis vahest tuleb kirjutamine hoopis inglise keeles. Ja on neid, kellega teel kohtutud ja kes meie pisikest yhemiljonikeelt kohe sugugi ei m6ista. Tuleb siis igatmoodi teha.
Nyyd on otsa saamas aeg Mehhikomaal. Oleme viimase n2dala siin olnud,
kogenud igasugususi.
Praegu k6nnime s6bra j2lgedes, kes on ses suurlinnas ennem olnud - tema s6pruskond ymbritses meid kohtadega, kus magada ja ringi liikuda, inimestega nende eludest. Sellises viibimises on kohtumisi selle s6braga, kes on yhenduslyli, Leon - 6pime teda tudma, s6prade kaudu. Ja samas on teada, et see on minevik. Praegu on tema juba mujal, Arizonas.
Rabelesime end toas puhkamisest v2lja ja l2ksime Xochimilcosse, mis on selle suure linna kylje all olev v2iksem kohake, kus on palju vett ja kanaleid. Paljude tagaaiaks on vesi, koos paadikesega, millega s6itma minnakse. Kanaleil on ujuvad toidukohad ja suurtel paatidel peetakse pidusid.
Syrreaalne on n2ha surnud koeri, pinnale kerkinud ja paisunud... ja siis natuke maad edasi hyppavad lapsed koos kingade ja teksadega vette, sulpsti!
Vesi on pruun. Prahti on ka n2ha.
Need poisid, kes aerutavad, on tugevate rinna- ja k2elihastega. Ja need, kellega meie kohtusime, on "k22bikud", nagu naljatades taipasime. Meie Sandriga oleme Inimesed P6hjast. S6rmuste Isand on siin m2nguks.
Naine on kummaline olla, kui mehed ymber on nii lyhikesed. Tekib tahtmine olla pisem...
Mis seal's ikka, selg tuleb sirgu ajada ja edasi astuda,
kohtusime ka poisiga, kes on kyll mehhiklane, kuid pikkuse poolest Inimene:)
Sai t6detud koos, et
mehhiko-viis suhelda on h2sti s6bralik ja avatud, k6ik on kohe amigod...,
aga see on selline tulev ja minev yhendus. EI hakata hingeasjadest jutustama.
Ja vahest on tunne nii yksik. Surud endas ka alla need teemad, mis p2evakorral justkui pole..
P6hjamaine, v6i siis minu ja venna arusaamine ja yhendumine on seestkaudu - see on nii, et tunned s6bra hinges 2ra ja pole vaja pikalt bla-bla'tada, saab kohe l2hedane olla. Ja see tunne on hoopis toitvam. On hoolimise tunne.
Tuleb julgeda valida siin,
mitte ainult mehhiklaste kulgemisega kaasa minna,
sest see v6ib l6ppeda kahetunnise autos6iduga sinna, kuhu k6nides j6uaks 10 minutiga. Ja vahepeal sai kyll kohtutud mingite inimestega, kes mingeid asju ajavad... Aga on selline loksumine ja hajevil olemine.
See on v2sitav.
6pin julgema ytlema - STOP! EI, see pole praegu see, mida ma tahan.
Mehhiko on olnud voolamine. On olnud alistumine ja vastu v6tmine. Selles on omajagu uitamist ja siis v2sinud olemist. See on kuidagi kaval, et voolamine justkui hea, aga kui selles pole selgust ja sihti, siis on see omamoodi raiskamine.
Nyyd siis l2heme Kanadasse, kuhu tahtsin juba alguses ka minna. Ringiga. L2heme p6hja.
Keha ja meel tuletavad meelde,
et saab olla kerge ja inspiratsiooniline,
et tuleb lasta endast lahti.
2rgata unest, mis on illusioon.
K6igepealt lubad minna negatiivsel.
Siis lubad minna positiivsel.
Tagasiteed ei ole.
11 April 2009
M2evisioon
Selleks, et kergeks saada tuleb lihtsalt v2hem syya ja juua - nii lihtne see ongi.
Valisin enese reaalsuseks neli p2eva kaunis kaljusopis, kus ruumi vaid kehapikkuse jagu et pimedal aal puhata, olla neli p2eva ja 88d ilma toidu- ja veekraami tarbimata.
N6nda siis meid viidigi m2e otsa ja seal ma siis istusin.
Suheldes P2ikesega.
Suheldes taevaga.
Suheldes k6ikide kirevate lindudega, kotkaste ja koolibridegagi.
Suheldes puudega.
Suheldes katkuste ning 6itega.
Suheldes 8iste t2htede ning kauni kuuga.
Suheldes enesega.
On huvtav t6deda, et pea on ikka yks paras tegelane kyll. Muudkui ketrab p2evad l2bi igast pahna. V6tab pea kolm 88d-p2eva, et olukord rahuneks, ning siis hakkab sinu keha nalja viskama, sest talle tundub et oled kuidagi viimasel ajal v2ga paikseks j22nud, ning vedelik ja muud kraami liigub v2lja rohkem kui sisse tuuakse. Kas hakkab surm tulema - - v6din, v2rin.
Koolipingis 6pitud t6de, et inimene kes on kolm kuni neli p2eva ilma veeta on sama h2sti kui surnud, ei vastanud sugugi t6ele. Oleks rahulikult p2evaksese v6i pisikese pingutusega ka kaks veel suutnud olla.
Kergesti v6ib tekkida kysimus, et miks kyll kallis inimene sa sellist v2rki enesele korraldad.
Vastaksin s2ravate silmadega, et aga miks mitte. Kui pole proovinud, siis ka ei tea.
Nyyd ma siis tean, kui v2he ma tegelikult vajan.
Nyyd ma tean, et m6tteselgus ning energia liikumine on n6nda paljuski s6ltuv sellest, mida parajasti oleme otsustanud k6husoppi sokutada.
Nyyd ma tean, et minus on midagi millest ma midagi veel ei tea.
Nyyd ma m6istan, kui helde ja hea on meie suhtes emakene maa oma k6igi andidega.
Ka see sai selgeks, kuidas jahedast 6htu6hust v2rskust koguda.
Ning arvan et yyrikesteks hetkedeks suutsin ka t2iesti m6tlemise peatada, v6i siis viia see v2ga madalale sagedusele.
Selguse hetkedel kaob k6hust tyhjus, meelest iha ja meeltest tunded - on vaid yks - on k6ik.
K6ik see oli reaalsus veel n2dal tagasi, kuid istusin oma m6ne kodinaga seal m2e otsas.
T6esti veelkord tahan toonitada kui v2he me tegelikult vajame, ning mis on meie harjumus.
Loodus on suureks toeks ja inspiratsiooniks sel teel. Kes v2hegi suudab ja soovib - minge 6ue, tantsige taevaga ning nautige iseenast 2rkava kevade nooruslikus embuses.
Tunnen suurt erinevust, kuna k6ike seda kirjutan maailma yhest suurimast betoonmetsast - Mehhiko Linnast, mis praegusel hetkel on pea inimtyhi - k6ik kes v2hegi linnast v2lja p22sesid on t2histamas Jessukese lugu kuskil kaunil rannal l8sutades v6i kirikuid m88da kummardades ning oma otseses m6istes risti kandes. Mida suurem, seda suurem :D
Madre de Mexico - Gueadalupe
Padre de Mexico - Jesus
N6nda toimib see kaunis ja syrreaalne riik. K6iges oma puhtuses ja prygis, valguses ja varjus ning vabaduses ja ilus.
Ait2h
Valisin enese reaalsuseks neli p2eva kaunis kaljusopis, kus ruumi vaid kehapikkuse jagu et pimedal aal puhata, olla neli p2eva ja 88d ilma toidu- ja veekraami tarbimata.
N6nda siis meid viidigi m2e otsa ja seal ma siis istusin.
Suheldes P2ikesega.
Suheldes taevaga.
Suheldes k6ikide kirevate lindudega, kotkaste ja koolibridegagi.
Suheldes puudega.
Suheldes katkuste ning 6itega.
Suheldes 8iste t2htede ning kauni kuuga.
Suheldes enesega.
On huvtav t6deda, et pea on ikka yks paras tegelane kyll. Muudkui ketrab p2evad l2bi igast pahna. V6tab pea kolm 88d-p2eva, et olukord rahuneks, ning siis hakkab sinu keha nalja viskama, sest talle tundub et oled kuidagi viimasel ajal v2ga paikseks j22nud, ning vedelik ja muud kraami liigub v2lja rohkem kui sisse tuuakse. Kas hakkab surm tulema - - v6din, v2rin.
Koolipingis 6pitud t6de, et inimene kes on kolm kuni neli p2eva ilma veeta on sama h2sti kui surnud, ei vastanud sugugi t6ele. Oleks rahulikult p2evaksese v6i pisikese pingutusega ka kaks veel suutnud olla.
Kergesti v6ib tekkida kysimus, et miks kyll kallis inimene sa sellist v2rki enesele korraldad.
Vastaksin s2ravate silmadega, et aga miks mitte. Kui pole proovinud, siis ka ei tea.
Nyyd ma siis tean, kui v2he ma tegelikult vajan.
Nyyd ma tean, et m6tteselgus ning energia liikumine on n6nda paljuski s6ltuv sellest, mida parajasti oleme otsustanud k6husoppi sokutada.
Nyyd ma tean, et minus on midagi millest ma midagi veel ei tea.
Nyyd ma m6istan, kui helde ja hea on meie suhtes emakene maa oma k6igi andidega.
Ka see sai selgeks, kuidas jahedast 6htu6hust v2rskust koguda.
Ning arvan et yyrikesteks hetkedeks suutsin ka t2iesti m6tlemise peatada, v6i siis viia see v2ga madalale sagedusele.
Selguse hetkedel kaob k6hust tyhjus, meelest iha ja meeltest tunded - on vaid yks - on k6ik.
K6ik see oli reaalsus veel n2dal tagasi, kuid istusin oma m6ne kodinaga seal m2e otsas.
T6esti veelkord tahan toonitada kui v2he me tegelikult vajame, ning mis on meie harjumus.
Loodus on suureks toeks ja inspiratsiooniks sel teel. Kes v2hegi suudab ja soovib - minge 6ue, tantsige taevaga ning nautige iseenast 2rkava kevade nooruslikus embuses.
Tunnen suurt erinevust, kuna k6ike seda kirjutan maailma yhest suurimast betoonmetsast - Mehhiko Linnast, mis praegusel hetkel on pea inimtyhi - k6ik kes v2hegi linnast v2lja p22sesid on t2histamas Jessukese lugu kuskil kaunil rannal l8sutades v6i kirikuid m88da kummardades ning oma otseses m6istes risti kandes. Mida suurem, seda suurem :D
Madre de Mexico - Gueadalupe
Padre de Mexico - Jesus
N6nda toimib see kaunis ja syrreaalne riik. K6iges oma puhtuses ja prygis, valguses ja varjus ning vabaduses ja ilus.
Ait2h
fresh sensation
What happened? I ask, cause it feels different today morning. New feeling. Like some things I have forget and some things have changed. I don't remember the dreams, but I feel the feeling.
I woke up in the city, with 25 million people around. Before I fell asleep there was loud music around, people partying and haveing their enjoyment. Smokes. Drinks. You know..., city-life in friday evening... Walking in and out..., this is a place where everybody comes... Travellers, by-passers. We are here as well. But 9 people who are also living here are on the beach now, vacation for them.
So, with Sander, we cleaned the kitchen and the living room and bathroom, to be able to survive here. What a shit people can create really! It is a good experience to see it! And clean it!
I feel in a way we are a clean-up team, travelling in the world.
I like it.
Nights are long,
I do are a lot in the internet in these days as well. It feels like I need it now. I am reading something, finding something, getting inspired. And getting tired as well. I am accepting.
This is also all me,
after 5 months on the road, in the nature, in the sleeping bag,
it is such a relief to crush into somebody's bed,
to take care of the stressed cat and to see prostitutes on the street. And do lasagne in the oven.
The next city is waiting for us.
The next country is there to recieve.
And the world is there to trust.
Canada.
My dream.
Life = Dream
I have to take care of it.
You can be whoever you want to be. It is all in your mind.
My life, our lives are teaching us to see and meet with the world, which is so full of everything, is so dual. It is ugly and it is beautiful, it is inspiring and it is tiring. And it is evergoing. There is no way out of life when you are alive. And once you have seen some things, there is no turning back. You can't forget.
It is damn hard sometimes,
but it makes you smile and go on and
see,
what is there,
behind the next curve.
I write in English
as it is possible.
I hope all the Estonians will be able to read it. And when not, then this is an exercise, to broad the mind. To find a way to understand.
Estonian is inside always. Now I am just changing this what comes out. The form. It is nothing.
I can think in both of those languages now,
sometimes a bit in spanish as well.
Well,
Mother of Mexico just provided us papaya, mangos, guayabas and limes - our breakfast.
We might as well go out now,
take some metros and go somewhere we haven't been yet,
meeting somebody we haven't met yet. He might be called Oscar.
The World is stopped by deaths and births.
New life cathed my feeling now. Kadri, the girl from the seat next to me, from highschool, from University..., she is on the wave of meeting with somebody, who is totally new! It is wonderful! It is....,
it makes me laugh and cry,
it makes me to realize how big gifts Life has for us,
we can live and choose.
Life is to live, not to ear living.
In Estonian it would be like:
Elu on elamiseks, mitte elatise teenimiseks.
Elu ei ole selleks, et teha midagi, mis ei vaimusta, lihtsalt sellep2rast, et raha saada. Nojah, eks seda tuleb selleks teha, et aru saada, et seda ei taha teha... :)
Well,
life is not here to do something which doesn't touch you inside, just to make money.. Well, well, you might need to do it in order to understand that you don't want to do it anymore!
So,
go for it!
;
I woke up in the city, with 25 million people around. Before I fell asleep there was loud music around, people partying and haveing their enjoyment. Smokes. Drinks. You know..., city-life in friday evening... Walking in and out..., this is a place where everybody comes... Travellers, by-passers. We are here as well. But 9 people who are also living here are on the beach now, vacation for them.
So, with Sander, we cleaned the kitchen and the living room and bathroom, to be able to survive here. What a shit people can create really! It is a good experience to see it! And clean it!
I feel in a way we are a clean-up team, travelling in the world.
I like it.
Nights are long,
I do are a lot in the internet in these days as well. It feels like I need it now. I am reading something, finding something, getting inspired. And getting tired as well. I am accepting.
This is also all me,
after 5 months on the road, in the nature, in the sleeping bag,
it is such a relief to crush into somebody's bed,
to take care of the stressed cat and to see prostitutes on the street. And do lasagne in the oven.
The next city is waiting for us.
The next country is there to recieve.
And the world is there to trust.
Canada.
My dream.
Life = Dream
I have to take care of it.
You can be whoever you want to be. It is all in your mind.
My life, our lives are teaching us to see and meet with the world, which is so full of everything, is so dual. It is ugly and it is beautiful, it is inspiring and it is tiring. And it is evergoing. There is no way out of life when you are alive. And once you have seen some things, there is no turning back. You can't forget.
It is damn hard sometimes,
but it makes you smile and go on and
see,
what is there,
behind the next curve.
I write in English
as it is possible.
I hope all the Estonians will be able to read it. And when not, then this is an exercise, to broad the mind. To find a way to understand.
Estonian is inside always. Now I am just changing this what comes out. The form. It is nothing.
I can think in both of those languages now,
sometimes a bit in spanish as well.
Well,
Mother of Mexico just provided us papaya, mangos, guayabas and limes - our breakfast.
We might as well go out now,
take some metros and go somewhere we haven't been yet,
meeting somebody we haven't met yet. He might be called Oscar.
The World is stopped by deaths and births.
New life cathed my feeling now. Kadri, the girl from the seat next to me, from highschool, from University..., she is on the wave of meeting with somebody, who is totally new! It is wonderful! It is....,
it makes me laugh and cry,
it makes me to realize how big gifts Life has for us,
we can live and choose.
Life is to live, not to ear living.
In Estonian it would be like:
Elu on elamiseks, mitte elatise teenimiseks.
Elu ei ole selleks, et teha midagi, mis ei vaimusta, lihtsalt sellep2rast, et raha saada. Nojah, eks seda tuleb selleks teha, et aru saada, et seda ei taha teha... :)
Well,
life is not here to do something which doesn't touch you inside, just to make money.. Well, well, you might need to do it in order to understand that you don't want to do it anymore!
So,
go for it!
;
06 April 2009
Biology book made a mistake...
... I can now tell for sure that it is possible to stay alive for four days without eating and drinking anything. And more than that - it is very inspiring, it is a travel into yourself, it is an experience which can show you things more clear and bright. It is all up to you.
I had to build every day a non-permanent shadow from my sleeping bag - it was just so strong there. And I felt how important is to keep the water what I have inside, not to sweat so much...
After the mid-day sun went behind the cliff, which was just behind me, on the west side.
Shadow.
This is a blessing.
Breathing is essential. You have to breath out in order to breath in. It is the same in life in general - you have to give to get and you have to recieve to give. Endless process.
Cold breeze is like a water which gives you freshness and energy. I am somebody who likes some cold around me. Sun in here is nice.., but the feeling that coldness gives to you, is just different. The whole life is different based on what you breath in and out.
I met with myself. What can I do when there are so many thoughts in my head that I just can stop them and they won´t let me to go to sleep... Afterwards I heard that it is not easy to fall asleep because something in you feels the closeness of death. For sure, I am more close to the death than in a "usual day", it is my decicion. And this something tries to keep you awake... All the thoughts just come there and chill around...
Even the birds seem to talk so loud and much.
But there is nothing else to do than to surrender.
Sometimes I was weak.
Sometimes I stood up and I made some exercises and I felt so clear and easy.
I met with the Eagles.
I met the Tiger inside.
I met with the Angels.
It is as much real as it is not real.
It is all inside and all outside.
What there is you have in your life?
Even your life is not really yours. You born and you die. Do you choose it conciously? Some do.
Is there a free will which is mine?
Maybe.
May be.
I am grateful that I am alive.
I decided to find my new favourite shoes and a skirt and to go and paint out there, maybe in Canada. And I will do some music and meet with friends and there are no fears - all is possible.
Thank you World, for being here,
it is so dual,
so, there is nothing else to love it,
to let it be.
I met with my past. Native americans.
It is presence as well.
I am going from here,
all there is to meet,
is me,
one-in-all,
the world.
I had to build every day a non-permanent shadow from my sleeping bag - it was just so strong there. And I felt how important is to keep the water what I have inside, not to sweat so much...
After the mid-day sun went behind the cliff, which was just behind me, on the west side.
Shadow.
This is a blessing.
Breathing is essential. You have to breath out in order to breath in. It is the same in life in general - you have to give to get and you have to recieve to give. Endless process.
Cold breeze is like a water which gives you freshness and energy. I am somebody who likes some cold around me. Sun in here is nice.., but the feeling that coldness gives to you, is just different. The whole life is different based on what you breath in and out.
I met with myself. What can I do when there are so many thoughts in my head that I just can stop them and they won´t let me to go to sleep... Afterwards I heard that it is not easy to fall asleep because something in you feels the closeness of death. For sure, I am more close to the death than in a "usual day", it is my decicion. And this something tries to keep you awake... All the thoughts just come there and chill around...
Even the birds seem to talk so loud and much.
But there is nothing else to do than to surrender.
Sometimes I was weak.
Sometimes I stood up and I made some exercises and I felt so clear and easy.
I met with the Eagles.
I met the Tiger inside.
I met with the Angels.
It is as much real as it is not real.
It is all inside and all outside.
What there is you have in your life?
Even your life is not really yours. You born and you die. Do you choose it conciously? Some do.
Is there a free will which is mine?
Maybe.
May be.
I am grateful that I am alive.
I decided to find my new favourite shoes and a skirt and to go and paint out there, maybe in Canada. And I will do some music and meet with friends and there are no fears - all is possible.
Thank you World, for being here,
it is so dual,
so, there is nothing else to love it,
to let it be.
I met with my past. Native americans.
It is presence as well.
I am going from here,
all there is to meet,
is me,
one-in-all,
the world.
29 March 2009
Tipi
It took me 22 years to get to the place where I can sleep in a tipi, go to sweatlodge, sing native american songs around the fire, go to tipi with all those people, stay up all night, take peyote, sing, sing, sing, watch fire, fell asleep, wake up again, dream, get to feel the people around me... and the next day just starts with fresh fruit and corn and sacred meat and we say hello to the sun, we greet all 6 directions and make a prair.
I found myself cutting 365 small pieces of red cloth. I put tabacco with herbs inside them. And they all are in one line. They will be around me, when I go to the mountains.
It feels like home. It feels so familiar and so film at the same time. Beautiful.
And what is funny - here are some people, we already met on the rainbow. And one guy has been on the horsecaravan - it just seems more and more that world is so small and connected. Same paths are crossing again. So, there are no good-bye´s really. You just have to trust and be sure that you will meet with those people who are close to your heart.
I will meet you, dear one,
world is round.
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Maailm on ymmargune ja mu algused ja l6pud said kokku kui viskasin kotid seljast ja hetsin pikali tipisse. Esimest korda elus. P2ris tipi. Maalingud. S6nni all sain magada, hommikul p2ikesesse 2rgata.
Uneilm. Imeilm. Sees ja v2ljas.
Mehhiko n2itab uusi kylgi enesest. Need inimesed on vanasid traditsioone elus hoidvad, loodusega elavad, maailmaga elavad. Nad laulavad laule, selliseid nagu kuulsin indiaani unelaulude plaadilt enne kui eestist lahkusin. Ait2h Reet, see oli nagu sissejuhatus. Nyyd tean m6nda isegi laulda.
Tseremoonia ja higitelk, hispaania keel, aga tunne saab aru. Tipis inimesed k6ik koos, altar, l6ke. Laulud. Peyote, nende meditsiin.
Seda on v2ga huvitav kogeda. Ja inimesed on kuidagi tuttavad. N2gin oma m6lemaid vanaisasid ja Timmi ja Sandri s6pra Kalvit - nad on teiste inimeste sees. Ja siis on tunne, nagu juba teaks sedagi inimest. EI tea, kyll mis see on, aga ilus on.
M2gede vahel oleme, roheline loodus ymber. P2ris.
6nn on elada ja 6nn on jagada,
kallistus,
r2ndajatele elude sees.
Oleme k6ik yhenduses.
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I found myself cutting 365 small pieces of red cloth. I put tabacco with herbs inside them. And they all are in one line. They will be around me, when I go to the mountains.
It feels like home. It feels so familiar and so film at the same time. Beautiful.
And what is funny - here are some people, we already met on the rainbow. And one guy has been on the horsecaravan - it just seems more and more that world is so small and connected. Same paths are crossing again. So, there are no good-bye´s really. You just have to trust and be sure that you will meet with those people who are close to your heart.
I will meet you, dear one,
world is round.
º
Maailm on ymmargune ja mu algused ja l6pud said kokku kui viskasin kotid seljast ja hetsin pikali tipisse. Esimest korda elus. P2ris tipi. Maalingud. S6nni all sain magada, hommikul p2ikesesse 2rgata.
Uneilm. Imeilm. Sees ja v2ljas.
Mehhiko n2itab uusi kylgi enesest. Need inimesed on vanasid traditsioone elus hoidvad, loodusega elavad, maailmaga elavad. Nad laulavad laule, selliseid nagu kuulsin indiaani unelaulude plaadilt enne kui eestist lahkusin. Ait2h Reet, see oli nagu sissejuhatus. Nyyd tean m6nda isegi laulda.
Tseremoonia ja higitelk, hispaania keel, aga tunne saab aru. Tipis inimesed k6ik koos, altar, l6ke. Laulud. Peyote, nende meditsiin.
Seda on v2ga huvitav kogeda. Ja inimesed on kuidagi tuttavad. N2gin oma m6lemaid vanaisasid ja Timmi ja Sandri s6pra Kalvit - nad on teiste inimeste sees. Ja siis on tunne, nagu juba teaks sedagi inimest. EI tea, kyll mis see on, aga ilus on.
M2gede vahel oleme, roheline loodus ymber. P2ris.
6nn on elada ja 6nn on jagada,
kallistus,
r2ndajatele elude sees.
Oleme k6ik yhenduses.
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22 March 2009
Ma olen / I am
Ma olen paljajalu ja püksid lohisevad maas. Ma ei vaata üles. Astun vagunisse. Mu juuksed on korralikult kammitud, niiet nad ikka hoiavad kammijälgi endas.
Tahan neile anda kollaseid pabereid, millel on mustad tähed. Nad kardavad. Nad raputavad päid. Nad ei vaata mu poole. Nad ei võta mu andi, arvates, et ma tahan neilt saada midagi. Ja keegi ei taha midagi anda.
Lähen edasi, pole kaotust, pole võitu, on järgmine vagun.
*
Mul on palju komme. Ma müün neid. Nad on kitsepiimast tehtud ja neil on pulgad ka, et lihtsam hoida oleks. Igaüks on eraldi pakitud, aga viis tükki on omakorda veel kokku köidetud. Viis peesot.
Ruudulise kleidiga mamma tahab mu komme oma lapselapsele.
Kõik. Uus peatus.
*
Diez pesos. Salsa. Mu õlal ripub kott, mille sees on kõlar ja terve vagun saab muusikat täis, kui ma sinna astun.
Oo, üks käsi tõusis, astusin sammu tagasi ta poole. Tal on vaja mu plaati. Mustvalgete kirjadega.
Ta naeratab, sest lemmiklaule on seal.
Ma olen juba järgmises vagunis, kui tema plaati kotti paneb.
Kotis on uus ja kollane pesapallikinnas. Nahasõlmi tuleb natuke pingutada sealsamas. Pall on ka, valge ja punaste õmblustega. Ja ta paneb selle kinda sisse.
*
Mul on kitarr, kaelas ripub paaniflööt. Nad kõik ei näe mind inimeste tagant, aga nad kuulevad. Ma laulan. See on natuke kurb ja igatsev ja ilus. Nad ei vaatagi mind, küllap neil on palju teha oma peas. Viie peeso eest saavad nad väikese paaniflöödikese, mis on ka võtmehoidja.
Mu seljas on mu laps, metallraamidega tooli sees.
Üks tüdruk andis mulle viis peesot rohkem kui vaja.
Uksed sulguvad.
Olen teisel pool.
***
I am barefoot and my pants are touching the ground when I am walking. I don't look up. I step into the wagon. You can see comb-patterns in my hair.
I want to give them those yellow papers with black letters. They are afraid. They are shrugging their heads, saying "no". They don't look at me. They are not taking my gift, cause they are thinking that I want to get something from them. And nobody wants to give.
I go on, there is no loosing, there is no winning, there is a next wagon.
*
I have lots of candies. I sell them. They are made of goatmilk and they have sticks as well, for you to be able to hold them more comfortable in your hand. Each and one of them are packed into transparent plastic and five of those are attached together as a one package. Five pesos.
Grandma with a chequered dress wants my candies to give them to her grandchild.
That's all. Next stop.
*
Diez pesos. Salsa. I have a bag on my shoulder and there is a speaker inside it and the whole wagon will be full of music when I step inside.
Oh, one hand raised, I step back towards him. He needs my CD with the letters of black and white. He is smiling, his favourite songs are there...
I am in the next wagon when he puts the CD into his bag.
In this bag there is a new and yellow baseball glove. Some leather-knots needs to be tighten, just right there. A ball is also there, white, red seams. And he puts this into the glove.
*
I have a guitar and a panflute is hanging on my neck. All of them don't see me, but they hear me. I am singing. It is a bit sad and longing and beautiful. They even are not looking at me even if I am next to them, I guess they have lots to do in their heads. With five pesos I will give them a small panflute which can be used as a keyholder.
I carry my child in a chair with metal frames on my back.
One girl gave me five pesos more than neccessary.
The doors are closing.
I am on the other side.
***
Mexico city.
Metro.
18 March 2009
Japanese food and low pressure
"We need 9 plates to serve the food, can you find?"
There are only three of us, but in order to make it properly, we found those plates, different and colourful.
This is Japanese food.
Yoshi is our headchef, fast and precise.
I am washing, cutting, observing and starting to do more and more. Chopsticks are cooperating with my fingers.
Mirin. Soysauce. Fishstock. Japanese rice. Misosoup.
We sit on the floor, we join our hands, everybody on their own.
It is so interesting to try those tastes, take a bit of rice in between other things to clean the taste... It is delicate. It is beautiful. It is light.
Mexican food is heavy and rough.
I am so lucky that I am in those moments where I can learn more and more about cooking, about different kitchens. It is an art. It is a pleasure. It is dicipline.
¡
So, we left the horse caravan.
Sunday was the day, the day of blue monkey - illusions and action. Akasha, the wing-wounded fairy - we helped her to go and she helped us to go. White mist landed on us, on the caravan. White car came (with mexican family who came to see us) and when he left, we jumped on the back with our Earthly and heavy stuff. Cordoba.
This white mist covered all and so I looked back, loosing sight, Kareen and Sergio riding there with the horses...
Last ride.
Tatanka.
Phoenix was standing there as a post..
Silent and quiet and beautiful.
In those last moments I felt peace. There is a space for us to go back anytime. It is respect.
When you leave a place, everything seems so real, special and important. And then you go, feeling some sadness and some tears... And happiness and freedom... It is as it has to be. It is dying.
I love to die.
The bus was just there, waiting for us.
TV opened in front of us. Dejavu was the movie. Just a coincidence?
Real and unreal. Movie inside. Movie outside.
Mountains.
And as we reached to the other side of the mountains, clouds were gone. Sun came out and sat there.
Toilet in the bus. Mirror. What a sight. I watched myself and I realized that I am wild. I hadn`t wash myself over a week. My clothes were dirty. My hear... No wonder that all the people were watching us..., hobbits from the forest... Akasha barefoot...
The same road to Mexico city as 5 months ago. We have made a circle. I even saw a place on the mountainroad, where the truck-driver stopped and we ate there... Dejavu.
Lights of the mega-city. Stunning. Vast. Is this really real? It is enormous. It is beautiful when you just watch. And it is sad, when you start to thing. So I was just observing, letting all the emotions go.
The White Team reached into the city, hero called Sander was carrying two bags (Akasha`s as well) and we took a metro. The last effort and we reached Yoshi`s place. It is a bliss when you have a place to go in this huge monster called Mexico city. He only knew that Akasha is coming. We stepped out from the darkness. And Yoshi said that he thought we will come tomorrow. So, quite good timing .)
Here we are now. Akasha managed to get her visa in two days instead of five. Indian embassies in England and in Mexico know her now for sure ~ so many calls and meetings... And it shows that everything is possible, when you really want it. She is on the road now.
We are new international group of personal home~decorators now. A green plant and a golden pot for it... Yoshi just wanted to make a working~space~table.... we ended up buying brushes and rolls and paints... Green is for the doors. And natural white for the floors. Grey and yellow are now covered. New space.
This is freedom. You just stop doing one thing and on the another moment you can do something totally different. It is sometimes unbelievable. Humans are so adaptive!
All my life has guided me into those moments. My father had to build the house and it took such a long time because then I got the chance to get older and paint my own room... I have the experience.
Sandpaper and tape.
Working is beautiful. You go into it and you find yourself there. Sometimes struggling, wanting to stop, finding beauty, thinking, listening to music, dancing... And then, reaching the peace. It is as it is and I can choose to enjoy fully!
Technology market in the center of the city (called Zocalo) gave us a chance to to be touched in order to get us to buy something from their shop...and their shop... Crowd. Heat. Electricity. Waiting. Watching. Beeing watched.
Yoshi guided us, the freak of this world... I gave my best to handle this all.
We ended up with a nice hard disk for the pictures. Now we can go on on our own, having enough space to make as much photos as we want... at least for some time >)
Canada is waiting.
Flight is on the 16th of April.
Montreal.
God knows what is there waiting for us. We followed the guidance and pressed the button on the mouse .
As I have experienced so far ~ everything has worked out so nice and so beautiful. I am surrounded with kind people, friends in the heart. I meet with the Family. We are spread all over the World and we meet with each other just like this, unplanned, but in alignment. It gives us support to know that we are connected to each other. And really it doesn`t matter so much if we are together or not. Space and time, all in one.
The road goes on.
Staying. Going. Coming.
It is only as it is.
So we go, Inlakesh and Tonatiuh, Marian and Sander. Heat. Sun. Mountains. Smiles.
Mathematic came to us. Conrado was doing some university-stuff and I had a chance to use my knowledge from the highschool. Refreshing. And Sander is with Yogananda. Book.
We went high, into the clouds. And it was cold.
This is The Purple Bus, where people loaded all their stuff. And now we loaded ourselves there as well, because we went to do a show in a small town called Comalapa. On the roof there is the best view, feeling and fun. So, Estonia is there. With Mexico and England.
Down here we can see Germany, Canada and Switzerland. This dog is Lobo.
13 March 2009
The Surreal Mexico
You are walking down the street, you just got to down after 50 minute walking downhill. The sun is behind some clouds and your blood sugar has dropped tremendeously after morning coffee and few skoops of amaranth that i found from the purple magic bus.
Welcome to Huatusco.
The houses are painted purple sometimes - its fine. Some guys are building a new house, the other fellows are fixing the things the first guys made wrong.
Fresh Orange juice is cheaper than a liter of water in Europe.
Here in towns they have tortilla factorys where they make thousands of pancake like corn thingies in a day. You can get them machine warm ;D
If you are hungry then you can jump into random kitchen where three mamas are cooking eggs and beans for you in 5 minutes. It´s their way of living - cooking and serving. The cups might be blue and the chili sauce is going to lift your taste monitoring system to a new level.
To stop a horse caravan of 25 horses because of a red light on a crossing is an interesting mixture of different times.
On one street you can find three shops that sell exactly the same things ººº
Looking for a recycling bin¿?
It is okay if a taxy truck called cabioneta contains 20 mexicans on board - three of them standing almost in the air.
Gringo - sling sling - the prices just went up before i got to the shop :D
"What´s up man, where are you from man¿?"* * with a mexican english accent, a question addressed to you from a mexican who has workend in the states before º º º
Ehhe, there are so many details that impress me in this country - i think i should have a posting of my toilet experiences ;D
After sitting in the internet caffe for two hours your mind gets owerwhelmed by the frequencies of 10 zooming computers, street sounds and random music that the owner of the place chooses to listen...
Thank you my friendsº Let´s rather go out to the woods and get grounded again. After that we can meet here again.
Sander with a little funky hug - three days of riding horses without a proper bath and no soap ;D
Welcome to Huatusco.
The houses are painted purple sometimes - its fine. Some guys are building a new house, the other fellows are fixing the things the first guys made wrong.
Fresh Orange juice is cheaper than a liter of water in Europe.
Here in towns they have tortilla factorys where they make thousands of pancake like corn thingies in a day. You can get them machine warm ;D
If you are hungry then you can jump into random kitchen where three mamas are cooking eggs and beans for you in 5 minutes. It´s their way of living - cooking and serving. The cups might be blue and the chili sauce is going to lift your taste monitoring system to a new level.
To stop a horse caravan of 25 horses because of a red light on a crossing is an interesting mixture of different times.
On one street you can find three shops that sell exactly the same things ººº
Looking for a recycling bin¿?
It is okay if a taxy truck called cabioneta contains 20 mexicans on board - three of them standing almost in the air.
Gringo - sling sling - the prices just went up before i got to the shop :D
"What´s up man, where are you from man¿?"* * with a mexican english accent, a question addressed to you from a mexican who has workend in the states before º º º
Ehhe, there are so many details that impress me in this country - i think i should have a posting of my toilet experiences ;D
After sitting in the internet caffe for two hours your mind gets owerwhelmed by the frequencies of 10 zooming computers, street sounds and random music that the owner of the place chooses to listen...
Thank you my friendsº Let´s rather go out to the woods and get grounded again. After that we can meet here again.
Sander with a little funky hug - three days of riding horses without a proper bath and no soap ;D
09 March 2009
Celestine Prophecy
When I can see how dirty are the horses, how much do I have to brush before I can put a saddle on, I understand what people breath in when they live in the cities.
I see that horses are nervous. Inlakesh wants to bite me when I put the saddle on. I am not afraid. I just tell him that it is not good to try things like this...
So we go. We found people who are showing us the way, they are veterinarians, they are real Mexicans, good riders. One of them is wearing a hat, sombrero, like in the movies, with a beautiful feather...
Mexico. It is a hot country. Somehow it is not a problem for me. In the breakfast today I noticed that we were the only ones (with Sander) who sat on the sunshine. Everybody else moved into the shade. They don't like direct sunshine so much? Maybe Estonian backround gives us this kind of readyness to stay in the sun. I noticed this in the Rainbow gathering, in the beach as well that I just enjoyed the straight sun all the time, no problems! Maybe this is the body-mind-school training-backround....
This book, Celestine Prophecy (Taevane Ettekuulutus, James Redfield) just came to me, from the library of our Purple Bus. I have read it before, but it is new all the time. The time is now as well. I feel like it is important to remember.
I catch glimpses of my own memory, history, from the time in Haapsalu, from the trainings... and I remember that I am able to be so sensitive and aware to know what is there for me to do. It is just knowing. It is a state of conciousness. It is like dream, which goes away so easily when you don't pay attencion. I guess I haven't been so awake all the time. And on this time I have had different experiences. It is important to go into a deep fog sometimes and from there to find the way out. It is a challenge.
World is giving signs all the time. It is just a matter of noticing them. I was looking for Sander and Justin (french-canadian film-maker from Quebec, Canada) in the big city, Orizaba. I knew that they are somewhere there, in the center. So, I just walked around and suddenly I found myself going into a beautiful churche. So good aroma of the white flowers! Beautiful paintings. And I saw symbols I have drew before - a triangle in the circle. And there were a picture about the God (old man), creating the World, light emanating from the hands and the heart. There were our small and round Earth. And under the Earth, surrounding and supporting, were the Angels, four of them. Behind the God there were a Pyramid of Light.
Very lightning picture. I am grateful that it is there.
I saw death as well.
Jesus was lying there, under the blankets, with a painful face which now finally found some peace. Many different sizes figures like this. Sincere.
And Virgins. Beautiful women on a service in this planet.
I started to go. I saw another way out, a door. I didn't choose it yet, but when I went out from the other door I still went on this side of the church. I had forgotten that I am searching for something...
Heh, and there they were,
sitting behind the table,
waiting for waffels,
smiling faces and eyes behind round and colourful glasses. With an elegant move Justin gave me a pair of glasses as well. So, we sat there, funny and friendly. People passing by. Eating sweet things...
Then we met a retired couple, citizens of Canada, but the woman was from Finland and the man from Jugoslovakkia. They are going to Canada in may. And they were interested about the travelling with the horses. They will pick us up on the way when we are hitchiking up there.
Yes. It is simple.
Signs.
We are on the road.
I see that horses are nervous. Inlakesh wants to bite me when I put the saddle on. I am not afraid. I just tell him that it is not good to try things like this...
So we go. We found people who are showing us the way, they are veterinarians, they are real Mexicans, good riders. One of them is wearing a hat, sombrero, like in the movies, with a beautiful feather...
Mexico. It is a hot country. Somehow it is not a problem for me. In the breakfast today I noticed that we were the only ones (with Sander) who sat on the sunshine. Everybody else moved into the shade. They don't like direct sunshine so much? Maybe Estonian backround gives us this kind of readyness to stay in the sun. I noticed this in the Rainbow gathering, in the beach as well that I just enjoyed the straight sun all the time, no problems! Maybe this is the body-mind-school training-backround....
This book, Celestine Prophecy (Taevane Ettekuulutus, James Redfield) just came to me, from the library of our Purple Bus. I have read it before, but it is new all the time. The time is now as well. I feel like it is important to remember.
I catch glimpses of my own memory, history, from the time in Haapsalu, from the trainings... and I remember that I am able to be so sensitive and aware to know what is there for me to do. It is just knowing. It is a state of conciousness. It is like dream, which goes away so easily when you don't pay attencion. I guess I haven't been so awake all the time. And on this time I have had different experiences. It is important to go into a deep fog sometimes and from there to find the way out. It is a challenge.
World is giving signs all the time. It is just a matter of noticing them. I was looking for Sander and Justin (french-canadian film-maker from Quebec, Canada) in the big city, Orizaba. I knew that they are somewhere there, in the center. So, I just walked around and suddenly I found myself going into a beautiful churche. So good aroma of the white flowers! Beautiful paintings. And I saw symbols I have drew before - a triangle in the circle. And there were a picture about the God (old man), creating the World, light emanating from the hands and the heart. There were our small and round Earth. And under the Earth, surrounding and supporting, were the Angels, four of them. Behind the God there were a Pyramid of Light.
Very lightning picture. I am grateful that it is there.
I saw death as well.
Jesus was lying there, under the blankets, with a painful face which now finally found some peace. Many different sizes figures like this. Sincere.
And Virgins. Beautiful women on a service in this planet.
I started to go. I saw another way out, a door. I didn't choose it yet, but when I went out from the other door I still went on this side of the church. I had forgotten that I am searching for something...
Heh, and there they were,
sitting behind the table,
waiting for waffels,
smiling faces and eyes behind round and colourful glasses. With an elegant move Justin gave me a pair of glasses as well. So, we sat there, funny and friendly. People passing by. Eating sweet things...
Then we met a retired couple, citizens of Canada, but the woman was from Finland and the man from Jugoslovakkia. They are going to Canada in may. And they were interested about the travelling with the horses. They will pick us up on the way when we are hitchiking up there.
Yes. It is simple.
Signs.
We are on the road.
15 February 2009
Grounded
As I just recieved a reminder to be more grounded in my writing, I might as well share the simple and daily things which I am more or less use to see in my life now. Around me.
Heh. Now a handful of people from the caravan just got into the town. We have a purple rainbow bus, which is carrying our excess stuff around when we are riding with the horses and we hop on it when we go with a group somewhere, usually into the town...
Now we are in Zongolica, small place in between the mountains. Last movement was without horses because they stayed on a better potrero (grassground) which is 1,5 hours back from us now. This is how we move - we find another place for camping and then we try to find a nice grass for the 34 horses we have now. It is hard sometimes here, because potreros are not so big and horses eat a lot! And to have a 34 horses alltogether is a lot around here.
Mountains. Yeah, we walked on the mountainroad yesterday. Sun was just so warm and intense, but it is not bothering me somehow anymore. I enjoy it. I collect it as a lizard. Nights are quite chilly sometimes, specially now, when we are higher. I even felt the height in my ears while walking higher...
Stones. We went into a cave. Bats were on the ceiling. It was a bit scary in the beginning - just a big hole in the stonewall, in the mountain, and it goes deeper and deeper. Manik (US) was carrying the didgeridoo. Some flashlights with us. I forget mine - I just didn't have this realization to take it with me.., not so much experience with the caves so far in my life...
So, there we were, in the vomb of the Mother Earth. We continued the discovery. Mika, a 6-year-old boy walking in front of everybody - he is like Huck Finn - so interested in the world around, so wise! We had to hold him back in case of sudden holes in the cavefloor.
Fear - I saw it down there. Then I realized that I don't have to be afraid of something which can be there. Everything can be there! What has to happen will happen.
Silence. We managed to turn off the lights and to close our mouths. This silence is strong. It is like a black hole. Somehow people are not feeling so comfortable when they have to be in silence for a long time.
Manik started to play didgeridoo. I listened for a while, listened to this big sound which came out, reflecting on the walls. I started to sing. Alexandra (US) and Akasha (England) and other girls joined. This was beautiful. Strong. Intuitional.
The cave continued into the deepness. We didn't have the equipment to go down.
One moment we all just felt that it is time to go out. Enough. Caves have their own and intense character.
On the way down outside I saw a stone. I took it with me. I put the silence of the cave inside there to be a reminder and a peace-holder for me. This kind of stone you cannot find in Estonia. It is black. It is thick and heavy. It is edgy.
The Stone of Silence.
Hey, we are in the rainforest! I learned this in the university and here I am. In the middle of those beautiful big-leefed and colourful plants. Lizards are passing by. Bugs are big. And crasshoppers and other friends are singing in the nights so loud. It is a symphony really!
I am learning how to see through the mists and clouds of people's emotions, words and moods - then I can see the nature, feel the wind, sense the stars, clean myself in the river, build a sacred space, talk less and choose the words carefully.
We speak about being ecological. We argue about eating sugar or not. We are using reusable bags when we go to buy food. We try to find local food, bananas, oranges, nopal (cactus leaves) and sugar cane. Sugar cane is funny - you just chew it and your mouth is full of sweet liquid. And you need a knife to get rid of the first green layer outside.
I think it is possible to find more local food. It takes some trust and effort and manifestation. Intension:) Tortillas are quite easy to get. Sometimes local people come into our camp and they bring milk-sweet-drink, tortillas, fruits. We have recieved invitations to go and eat tamales (corn-bean-things, wrapped in banana leaves) - all of us, about 20 persons. People are kind really.
And when I was cooking one day on the fire for the family - they just made a circle around me, watching the every move I made. It is a lesson for me as well - not to feel disturbed. To feel supported instead. And when those women left, they hugged me. I felt lots of warmth and love.
Thank you.
I see a palm tree when I watch outside. Loud music is also there. It is sunday, market day. Streets are full of fruits and all kind of spices and dead chickens are hanging there on the hook. Clothes are colourful and cheap and low-quality. At the same time long-dark-haired old women are selling handycraft and blankets. People are walking barefoot. I like those old women the most - they wear local dresses, usually white with colourful embroidery and they walk barefoot. They have their small bags and blankets for the tortillas and they smile so kind.
Now I can see that this picture, movie around me is so rich and full of details. I can paint with the words. I thank Mihkel, who brought me on the ground with his questions. Next time I will take his letter again and read it and write here.
We are getting ready for the show which is on the friday. Intense practise:)
Tomorrow we will have a women circle.
Smile-walk-bye.
Heh. Now a handful of people from the caravan just got into the town. We have a purple rainbow bus, which is carrying our excess stuff around when we are riding with the horses and we hop on it when we go with a group somewhere, usually into the town...
Now we are in Zongolica, small place in between the mountains. Last movement was without horses because they stayed on a better potrero (grassground) which is 1,5 hours back from us now. This is how we move - we find another place for camping and then we try to find a nice grass for the 34 horses we have now. It is hard sometimes here, because potreros are not so big and horses eat a lot! And to have a 34 horses alltogether is a lot around here.
Mountains. Yeah, we walked on the mountainroad yesterday. Sun was just so warm and intense, but it is not bothering me somehow anymore. I enjoy it. I collect it as a lizard. Nights are quite chilly sometimes, specially now, when we are higher. I even felt the height in my ears while walking higher...
Stones. We went into a cave. Bats were on the ceiling. It was a bit scary in the beginning - just a big hole in the stonewall, in the mountain, and it goes deeper and deeper. Manik (US) was carrying the didgeridoo. Some flashlights with us. I forget mine - I just didn't have this realization to take it with me.., not so much experience with the caves so far in my life...
So, there we were, in the vomb of the Mother Earth. We continued the discovery. Mika, a 6-year-old boy walking in front of everybody - he is like Huck Finn - so interested in the world around, so wise! We had to hold him back in case of sudden holes in the cavefloor.
Fear - I saw it down there. Then I realized that I don't have to be afraid of something which can be there. Everything can be there! What has to happen will happen.
Silence. We managed to turn off the lights and to close our mouths. This silence is strong. It is like a black hole. Somehow people are not feeling so comfortable when they have to be in silence for a long time.
Manik started to play didgeridoo. I listened for a while, listened to this big sound which came out, reflecting on the walls. I started to sing. Alexandra (US) and Akasha (England) and other girls joined. This was beautiful. Strong. Intuitional.
The cave continued into the deepness. We didn't have the equipment to go down.
One moment we all just felt that it is time to go out. Enough. Caves have their own and intense character.
On the way down outside I saw a stone. I took it with me. I put the silence of the cave inside there to be a reminder and a peace-holder for me. This kind of stone you cannot find in Estonia. It is black. It is thick and heavy. It is edgy.
The Stone of Silence.
Hey, we are in the rainforest! I learned this in the university and here I am. In the middle of those beautiful big-leefed and colourful plants. Lizards are passing by. Bugs are big. And crasshoppers and other friends are singing in the nights so loud. It is a symphony really!
I am learning how to see through the mists and clouds of people's emotions, words and moods - then I can see the nature, feel the wind, sense the stars, clean myself in the river, build a sacred space, talk less and choose the words carefully.
We speak about being ecological. We argue about eating sugar or not. We are using reusable bags when we go to buy food. We try to find local food, bananas, oranges, nopal (cactus leaves) and sugar cane. Sugar cane is funny - you just chew it and your mouth is full of sweet liquid. And you need a knife to get rid of the first green layer outside.
I think it is possible to find more local food. It takes some trust and effort and manifestation. Intension:) Tortillas are quite easy to get. Sometimes local people come into our camp and they bring milk-sweet-drink, tortillas, fruits. We have recieved invitations to go and eat tamales (corn-bean-things, wrapped in banana leaves) - all of us, about 20 persons. People are kind really.
And when I was cooking one day on the fire for the family - they just made a circle around me, watching the every move I made. It is a lesson for me as well - not to feel disturbed. To feel supported instead. And when those women left, they hugged me. I felt lots of warmth and love.
Thank you.
I see a palm tree when I watch outside. Loud music is also there. It is sunday, market day. Streets are full of fruits and all kind of spices and dead chickens are hanging there on the hook. Clothes are colourful and cheap and low-quality. At the same time long-dark-haired old women are selling handycraft and blankets. People are walking barefoot. I like those old women the most - they wear local dresses, usually white with colourful embroidery and they walk barefoot. They have their small bags and blankets for the tortillas and they smile so kind.
Now I can see that this picture, movie around me is so rich and full of details. I can paint with the words. I thank Mihkel, who brought me on the ground with his questions. Next time I will take his letter again and read it and write here.
We are getting ready for the show which is on the friday. Intense practise:)
Tomorrow we will have a women circle.
Smile-walk-bye.
10 January 2009
10.01.2009 = 11 ja 11 ja = 22
Uus number on nyyd me taipamises. Yheksa.
Ma tunnen, kuis energia uutele radadele ja teadmistele juhatab.
Me kohtusime taas vennaga, Sandriga. Ta astus v2lja pimedusest, ytles "tere!". See on imeline, kuulda eestikeelt keset dzunglit, keset inimesi, kes r22givad k6iki teisi keeli.
Oh, ma lippasin kallistusse!
Nyyd on meil v2ike laagrikke, v6rkkiige ja telgiga. Suure vihma korral l2eme yhisruumi, presendi alla, kus on kindlasti kuiv.
Sander on ka ratsutama tulemas. 6de-venda taas koos. Niimoodi on k6ige parem, kui toetame teineteist, samas saame eraldi olla. Palju 6ppimist on, rollidest lahti laskmist. S6ber ja vend korraga.
Oh, kallid s6brad, ma tulin yle kahe n2dala nyyd internetti ja lihtsalt lugesin teie kirju. Taipasin, et kolm kuud olen eestimaalt eemal olnud. See on lihtne, kui olla teel. Aega pole olemas.
Syda on soe sees,
eestimaa yhendus on tugev,
see 6petab mind,
m2rkan, milline imeline keskkond,
milline hea valik syndimiseks, isamaaks ja emakeeleks.
6nnistus!
Ja maailm avaneb, saab v6imalikuks ja pisikeseks.
Nyyd on s6pru ja v6imalusi siin ja seal ja ma avastan, et ongi n2e see Elu, mida elan. Ongi mu unistus.
Ja ainult enesega igale poole l2hen. Taevamanna vaid mus eneses sirguda saab ja kristallselgeks veeks tuleb puhastuda.
Pole head ja pole halba. On vaatenurgad. Valida tuleb selle seest, mis on.
Igatsus on vahest ilus,
seda saab vaadata kui pilti.
Ainult hetk, milles oled,
elab ajaraamis me maailm,
aga enam varsti ei ela ka,
sest k6ik muutub,
kas tunned oma varvaste all.
Kuu on t2is,
vaata taevasse,
me oleme samas rytmis loodusega.
Mine metsa,
ma jutustan me imelisest eestimaa metsikusest siin,
nyyd n2en,
et see on nii k2ep2rane, kui m6istus lahti lasta.
Minna r2ndama enda sees, kogemises. Syveneda sellese, mis on toimumas.
Olen teenistuses.
Hakin sibulaid.
Siia tuli tenorsaksofon - mu hing saab helisemiseks selle toru abil. Loodus kingib laulud, mida ma m6istusega m2letama ei pea, k6ik on sessamas yhes ainsas hetkes ainult. Tuleb ja l2heb.
Veel kirjutan m2rkmikusse, eestikeeles. V6ibolla yhel p2eval avastan, et pole millestki kinni hoida.
Emotsionaalne suhtev6rk - kommuunielu tundma6ppimine. Mittemidagi ei tasu t6siselt v6tta, sest muutub k6ik. Ainult enese sees on kindlus. Ja niimoodi tuleb Armastus v2lja.
Eilsel 6htul kypsetasime maisipannkooke, peale kitsepiimakaramelli, maasika-banaanisalatit ja kuivatatud viigimarju. T2iskuuvalguses. Naer ja elu.
Olen teiega, olen endaga. Maailm ongi yks.
Inlakesh on hobune, kellega s6ita saan.
See t2hendab, et mina olen sina.
Tervitus ja k6ik.
Ma tunnen, kuis energia uutele radadele ja teadmistele juhatab.
Me kohtusime taas vennaga, Sandriga. Ta astus v2lja pimedusest, ytles "tere!". See on imeline, kuulda eestikeelt keset dzunglit, keset inimesi, kes r22givad k6iki teisi keeli.
Oh, ma lippasin kallistusse!
Nyyd on meil v2ike laagrikke, v6rkkiige ja telgiga. Suure vihma korral l2eme yhisruumi, presendi alla, kus on kindlasti kuiv.
Sander on ka ratsutama tulemas. 6de-venda taas koos. Niimoodi on k6ige parem, kui toetame teineteist, samas saame eraldi olla. Palju 6ppimist on, rollidest lahti laskmist. S6ber ja vend korraga.
Oh, kallid s6brad, ma tulin yle kahe n2dala nyyd internetti ja lihtsalt lugesin teie kirju. Taipasin, et kolm kuud olen eestimaalt eemal olnud. See on lihtne, kui olla teel. Aega pole olemas.
Syda on soe sees,
eestimaa yhendus on tugev,
see 6petab mind,
m2rkan, milline imeline keskkond,
milline hea valik syndimiseks, isamaaks ja emakeeleks.
6nnistus!
Ja maailm avaneb, saab v6imalikuks ja pisikeseks.
Nyyd on s6pru ja v6imalusi siin ja seal ja ma avastan, et ongi n2e see Elu, mida elan. Ongi mu unistus.
Ja ainult enesega igale poole l2hen. Taevamanna vaid mus eneses sirguda saab ja kristallselgeks veeks tuleb puhastuda.
Pole head ja pole halba. On vaatenurgad. Valida tuleb selle seest, mis on.
Igatsus on vahest ilus,
seda saab vaadata kui pilti.
Ainult hetk, milles oled,
elab ajaraamis me maailm,
aga enam varsti ei ela ka,
sest k6ik muutub,
kas tunned oma varvaste all.
Kuu on t2is,
vaata taevasse,
me oleme samas rytmis loodusega.
Mine metsa,
ma jutustan me imelisest eestimaa metsikusest siin,
nyyd n2en,
et see on nii k2ep2rane, kui m6istus lahti lasta.
Minna r2ndama enda sees, kogemises. Syveneda sellese, mis on toimumas.
Olen teenistuses.
Hakin sibulaid.
Siia tuli tenorsaksofon - mu hing saab helisemiseks selle toru abil. Loodus kingib laulud, mida ma m6istusega m2letama ei pea, k6ik on sessamas yhes ainsas hetkes ainult. Tuleb ja l2heb.
Veel kirjutan m2rkmikusse, eestikeeles. V6ibolla yhel p2eval avastan, et pole millestki kinni hoida.
Emotsionaalne suhtev6rk - kommuunielu tundma6ppimine. Mittemidagi ei tasu t6siselt v6tta, sest muutub k6ik. Ainult enese sees on kindlus. Ja niimoodi tuleb Armastus v2lja.
Eilsel 6htul kypsetasime maisipannkooke, peale kitsepiimakaramelli, maasika-banaanisalatit ja kuivatatud viigimarju. T2iskuuvalguses. Naer ja elu.
Olen teiega, olen endaga. Maailm ongi yks.
Inlakesh on hobune, kellega s6ita saan.
See t2hendab, et mina olen sina.
Tervitus ja k6ik.
27 December 2008
Inlakesh
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Puu tyvi selja taga
Maa muld istme all
Hinge 6hk j6udu andmas
Heli laule ilma kandmas
°
Inlakesh
Reflections and one-in-all moments.
There are challenges and struggles all the time,
but there is no time anymore as well.
Just to serve,
just to breath,
just to follow the flow.
I learn and see how the manifesting goes.
It is happening all the time. It is important to stay focus and to have intension.
Alignment.
May all happen as the Highest for Everyone.
Music is coming.
One woman with accordion came to the caravan. And my fingers are moving on the keyboard. I love the sound! I now remember my grandfather who wanted me to play accordion all the time.. I didn't at this time. But here I am, having the only keyboard around and I can play it!
Singing!
Estonian language and melodies are beautiful. And people are saying that I should sing more. I know that deep inside me.... , becouse I have been afraid of singing all the time I remember... So, this is the time to overcome my fears and let it all go!
Sing, girl!
I am singing!
°
Changes, changes, changes
Flow, flow, flow
°
I would love to see my brother again,
it will happen soon,
I feel.
Mexico,
the land of everything,
it is important to be grounded and to fly at the same time!
Thank You
°
Puu tyvi selja taga
Maa muld istme all
Hinge 6hk j6udu andmas
Heli laule ilma kandmas
°
Inlakesh
Reflections and one-in-all moments.
There are challenges and struggles all the time,
but there is no time anymore as well.
Just to serve,
just to breath,
just to follow the flow.
I learn and see how the manifesting goes.
It is happening all the time. It is important to stay focus and to have intension.
Alignment.
May all happen as the Highest for Everyone.
Music is coming.
One woman with accordion came to the caravan. And my fingers are moving on the keyboard. I love the sound! I now remember my grandfather who wanted me to play accordion all the time.. I didn't at this time. But here I am, having the only keyboard around and I can play it!
Singing!
Estonian language and melodies are beautiful. And people are saying that I should sing more. I know that deep inside me.... , becouse I have been afraid of singing all the time I remember... So, this is the time to overcome my fears and let it all go!
Sing, girl!
I am singing!
°
Changes, changes, changes
Flow, flow, flow
°
I would love to see my brother again,
it will happen soon,
I feel.
Mexico,
the land of everything,
it is important to be grounded and to fly at the same time!
Thank You
°
22 December 2008
IlmaEluIlu
Oh Mu Imelised Elajad!
Eile 6htul ronisin ylesm2kke oma pesapaika. Panin kyynla p6lema, kummardasin ilmakaartesse, vaatasin taevasse ja hakkasin laulma. J6ululaule.
Keerlevatest lumehelvestest ja kuutaevasest 88st.
Yhel hetkel ma enam ei suutnud s6nu 8elda, hakkasin nutma...
Taipasin kuiv2ga on minu sees p6hjamaa karge lumekuma, lapsep8lve muinasjututunne, j6uluootus... Ja eneses n2gin pilte, laulmistest, Kadriga N6o yhikas, Tartus toomem2el koos langevate r2itsakatega, kodus vahtra all, kuuvalgel, lumesillerduses.
Olen 6nnelik, et k6ik see on mu sees, elamas ja hingamas ja Olemas.
See on nii ilus!
Ja ma siis natuke kastsin maad oma pisaratega ja ronisin magamiskotti ja v6rkkiike. Magus uni valgus mu p22le. Pehmed piisad tulid siis taevast. Kaua pole neid tunda saanud, kuigi m2gedes yleval neid tumedamaid pilvi silmata v6ib..
Ronisin siis kogu t2iega presendi alla, mis on mu telgiks siin. Tuleproov - kas mu esimene selline seadmine on vihma-tuulekindel v6i mitte?!
Sabisemine 88s. Vihmal on samasugune helin siin ja sealpool ookeani. 6hul on pisut teine maitse, vihmametsane ja natuke lehmane vast..., oleme siin lehmav2ljal. Lehmad on ilusad, teistsugused.
Nojaa, igastahes,
halli taevasse 2rkasin. Panin igaks juhuks rohkem riideid selga, nagu tehakse kodumaal, kui sajab, sest on ju jahe... Aga no siin l2ks peagi soojaks ja nyyd on taevas lihtsalt valge.
Aeg on mul 2ra kadunud. Pyyan j2rge pidada p2evadel, aga kuhugi pole kiiret. S6itsime m88da auklikku-kynklikku teed m2ekylast alla umbes tunnike vast. Me valgenahksed maailmakodanikud, kohaliku farmeri autokastis. Siin on k6ik kui yks suur pere.
Kyla lapsed tulevad meie laagrisse, sest see on p6nev - pillim2ng pea pidevalt, nyyd ka tsirkusetrikid ymber - zongleerijad ja siidi otsas rippujad... Meil on teistsugune toidutegu, omatehtud savist-kivist l6kkepliidil, meil on teist v2rvi silmad...
Jah, yks v2ike poiss tykk aega vaatas mind ja siis kysis, et miks on mul sinised silmad?
º
6pin kindlust.
On aeg t2ieliselt usaldada ennast. 6ppida vastutama, 6ppida otsustama.
Hobustega ei saa teisiti.
Minu teel on siiani olnud hobused, kes on natuke tyyned, kui nendega kindel ei ole. Nad v6ivad seista tykk aega yhel kohal, mitte midagi tegemata. Aga kui on kontakt, siis on liikumine.
Yhel p2eval l2ksime pyydma m6ndasid, et ratsutada. V6tsin ratsmed ja k8ie turjale. Inlakesh, suur ja rahulik hobu, teda otsisin. Ivo, Saksa tsirkusemees, saigi k2tte tolle..., ma panin p2he hobule ratsmed ja sain isegi selga hypatud..., haarasin lakast... - ohhoo, see pole lakk, mida m2letan! Ja see samm! Liiga kiire Inlakeshi jaoks... - ahjaa! Olen hobu seljas, kellega ei peaks ratsutama!
Mmm. Minusse hyppas pelgus. Laskusin hobu seljast. Ja siis ma ei suutnud ratsmeid ta k6rvade juurest 2ra v6tta, sest talle see ei meeldinud. Hirm. Ja abitus. Seisin ja tegelesin endaga, hirmuga, hobusega.
6nneks tulid poisid ja aitasid mind seekord.
Ma lihtsalt k6ndisin. K6ike v2lja lastes. Sel v2ljal, kus hobused.
Tagasiteel kohtasin hobust, kellega olen ennem ka ratsutanud. Tatanka. See juhtus nii, et ta peatus, kui k8ie ta kaela ymber heitsin. Minu v6imalus uus. Panin ratsmed talle p2he ja hyppasin selga. Nyyd ma tean, kui hea on ilma sadulata ratsutada! Jah! See on nii v6imalik ja see on nii kontaktne ja p2ris!
P2rast esimest korda sadulaga ma pole enam seda v2rki kasutanud. Nyyd proovin ilma. Alguses k6ndida. Nyyd on traav isegi 6nnestunud. Ja tundub, et galopp polegi v6imatu, isegi sujuvam kui traav.
Igastahes. Sain Tatanka turjale ja seal me siis seisime.
Ta ei liikunud. Ja p2ike l2ks m2gede taha. Ma 6ppsin paljut. Sain kyll hobuse, kuid ei suutnud teda liikuma panna. Kyllap sellep2rast, et polnud piisavalt tugev oma otsuses ja minekusoovis. Nad tunnevad seda.
Tulin omile jalule, lasin ta lahti. Ja me olime koos. Ma jutustasin talle, mis toimub mu sees. Ta kuulas ja m6istis.
Maailm on imeline.
Siia tulid nyyd rohkemad inimesed, kes k6ik koos ratsutama tahavad minna. Esinemine linnade jaoks hakkab varsti vormi koguma. Siin on inimesi Indiast ja Inglismaalt ja mujalt sealt. Ent muu ei loe, kui see, et oleme siin.
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Eile 6htul ronisin ylesm2kke oma pesapaika. Panin kyynla p6lema, kummardasin ilmakaartesse, vaatasin taevasse ja hakkasin laulma. J6ululaule.
Keerlevatest lumehelvestest ja kuutaevasest 88st.
Yhel hetkel ma enam ei suutnud s6nu 8elda, hakkasin nutma...
Taipasin kuiv2ga on minu sees p6hjamaa karge lumekuma, lapsep8lve muinasjututunne, j6uluootus... Ja eneses n2gin pilte, laulmistest, Kadriga N6o yhikas, Tartus toomem2el koos langevate r2itsakatega, kodus vahtra all, kuuvalgel, lumesillerduses.
Olen 6nnelik, et k6ik see on mu sees, elamas ja hingamas ja Olemas.
See on nii ilus!
Ja ma siis natuke kastsin maad oma pisaratega ja ronisin magamiskotti ja v6rkkiike. Magus uni valgus mu p22le. Pehmed piisad tulid siis taevast. Kaua pole neid tunda saanud, kuigi m2gedes yleval neid tumedamaid pilvi silmata v6ib..
Ronisin siis kogu t2iega presendi alla, mis on mu telgiks siin. Tuleproov - kas mu esimene selline seadmine on vihma-tuulekindel v6i mitte?!
Sabisemine 88s. Vihmal on samasugune helin siin ja sealpool ookeani. 6hul on pisut teine maitse, vihmametsane ja natuke lehmane vast..., oleme siin lehmav2ljal. Lehmad on ilusad, teistsugused.
Nojaa, igastahes,
halli taevasse 2rkasin. Panin igaks juhuks rohkem riideid selga, nagu tehakse kodumaal, kui sajab, sest on ju jahe... Aga no siin l2ks peagi soojaks ja nyyd on taevas lihtsalt valge.
Aeg on mul 2ra kadunud. Pyyan j2rge pidada p2evadel, aga kuhugi pole kiiret. S6itsime m88da auklikku-kynklikku teed m2ekylast alla umbes tunnike vast. Me valgenahksed maailmakodanikud, kohaliku farmeri autokastis. Siin on k6ik kui yks suur pere.
Kyla lapsed tulevad meie laagrisse, sest see on p6nev - pillim2ng pea pidevalt, nyyd ka tsirkusetrikid ymber - zongleerijad ja siidi otsas rippujad... Meil on teistsugune toidutegu, omatehtud savist-kivist l6kkepliidil, meil on teist v2rvi silmad...
Jah, yks v2ike poiss tykk aega vaatas mind ja siis kysis, et miks on mul sinised silmad?
º
6pin kindlust.
On aeg t2ieliselt usaldada ennast. 6ppida vastutama, 6ppida otsustama.
Hobustega ei saa teisiti.
Minu teel on siiani olnud hobused, kes on natuke tyyned, kui nendega kindel ei ole. Nad v6ivad seista tykk aega yhel kohal, mitte midagi tegemata. Aga kui on kontakt, siis on liikumine.
Yhel p2eval l2ksime pyydma m6ndasid, et ratsutada. V6tsin ratsmed ja k8ie turjale. Inlakesh, suur ja rahulik hobu, teda otsisin. Ivo, Saksa tsirkusemees, saigi k2tte tolle..., ma panin p2he hobule ratsmed ja sain isegi selga hypatud..., haarasin lakast... - ohhoo, see pole lakk, mida m2letan! Ja see samm! Liiga kiire Inlakeshi jaoks... - ahjaa! Olen hobu seljas, kellega ei peaks ratsutama!
Mmm. Minusse hyppas pelgus. Laskusin hobu seljast. Ja siis ma ei suutnud ratsmeid ta k6rvade juurest 2ra v6tta, sest talle see ei meeldinud. Hirm. Ja abitus. Seisin ja tegelesin endaga, hirmuga, hobusega.
6nneks tulid poisid ja aitasid mind seekord.
Ma lihtsalt k6ndisin. K6ike v2lja lastes. Sel v2ljal, kus hobused.
Tagasiteel kohtasin hobust, kellega olen ennem ka ratsutanud. Tatanka. See juhtus nii, et ta peatus, kui k8ie ta kaela ymber heitsin. Minu v6imalus uus. Panin ratsmed talle p2he ja hyppasin selga. Nyyd ma tean, kui hea on ilma sadulata ratsutada! Jah! See on nii v6imalik ja see on nii kontaktne ja p2ris!
P2rast esimest korda sadulaga ma pole enam seda v2rki kasutanud. Nyyd proovin ilma. Alguses k6ndida. Nyyd on traav isegi 6nnestunud. Ja tundub, et galopp polegi v6imatu, isegi sujuvam kui traav.
Igastahes. Sain Tatanka turjale ja seal me siis seisime.
Ta ei liikunud. Ja p2ike l2ks m2gede taha. Ma 6ppsin paljut. Sain kyll hobuse, kuid ei suutnud teda liikuma panna. Kyllap sellep2rast, et polnud piisavalt tugev oma otsuses ja minekusoovis. Nad tunnevad seda.
Tulin omile jalule, lasin ta lahti. Ja me olime koos. Ma jutustasin talle, mis toimub mu sees. Ta kuulas ja m6istis.
Maailm on imeline.
Siia tulid nyyd rohkemad inimesed, kes k6ik koos ratsutama tahavad minna. Esinemine linnade jaoks hakkab varsti vormi koguma. Siin on inimesi Indiast ja Inglismaalt ja mujalt sealt. Ent muu ei loe, kui see, et oleme siin.
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Igatsuses on pisaraid
on lapsep6lvemaitset
on t2htede taguseid
k6ik on v6imalik
k6ik on ajalik
k6ik on ajatu
vaid asjust v2lja astudes
Sa nende palet n2ed
n2ed enda sisse katsudes
mis on Su meele maik
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Ma olen t2nulikkuses.
Oh, milline ylevoolav r66mupisarane hetk, kui lugesin oma Isa 8eldut, et mingi setuka saab tytar ikka, et ei peaks teistele vihmametsas j2rgi jooksma....
ja siis ma vaatasin oma hansapanka ja leidsin, et ma olen toetatud s6prade lahkete sydamete hinguses.
See on Imeline!
P2ikese synd, J6uluaeg.
Nyyd siis n2en, mis edasi saab minuga neis hetkedes.
Ma olen 6nnelik.
Sinised kirikutornid paistavad.
Feliz Navidad on.
Ja lastel on koolivaheaeg.
Ma armastan emakeelt,
salajane Armastus,
mida enesega ja teiega seekord jagada saan.
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on lapsep6lvemaitset
on t2htede taguseid
k6ik on v6imalik
k6ik on ajalik
k6ik on ajatu
vaid asjust v2lja astudes
Sa nende palet n2ed
n2ed enda sisse katsudes
mis on Su meele maik
º
Ma olen t2nulikkuses.
Oh, milline ylevoolav r66mupisarane hetk, kui lugesin oma Isa 8eldut, et mingi setuka saab tytar ikka, et ei peaks teistele vihmametsas j2rgi jooksma....
ja siis ma vaatasin oma hansapanka ja leidsin, et ma olen toetatud s6prade lahkete sydamete hinguses.
See on Imeline!
P2ikese synd, J6uluaeg.
Nyyd siis n2en, mis edasi saab minuga neis hetkedes.
Ma olen 6nnelik.
Sinised kirikutornid paistavad.
Feliz Navidad on.
Ja lastel on koolivaheaeg.
Ma armastan emakeelt,
salajane Armastus,
mida enesega ja teiega seekord jagada saan.
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13 December 2008
hobused ja veevool
Kuumad sammud rannaliival ookeanituulte sees on saanud kollamudasteks varbavahedeks vihmametsa kirjususes.
Mu kodu on praegu voolava vee kohina puhastavas l2heduses. Hobused elavad l2hedal. V6ib t2itsa juhtuda, et varsti olen osaline ratsutavas karavanis, mis kohalikke v2ikseid kylasid kylastab, inimestele teadmisi keskkonnast ja selle hoidmisest, kultuuridest, muusikast ja toredusest jagab. See k6ik on loomises.
6pin yha, kuidas usaldada. Kuidas julgeda nautida, teadmata, mis saab homme, mis saab edasi. Kas leian kuiva koha, kus magada....
Elluj22mine on oskus, mis tuleb, elades.
Teeme syya l6kke peal,
myyme hoburaudu, et toidu jaoks raha saada...
N6usid ja riideid saab m2evooluvees loputada, liiv ja kivid on seebiks.
Kui hobusega ratsutamas k2ia, siis tulevad keha peale imepisikesed v2ikesed puugilaadsed. Nad on umbes nagu n6elapea suurused. Ja siis saavad naised koos neid teineteise seljast otsida, v2rskes vees istudes.
Jah, ma ratsutasingi, metsikult, galoppi!
Hetked on nii elavad, kui kogu keha tegeleb sellega, et mitte maha kukkuda... Ja m6istus proovib karta..., aga sellekski pole aega, kui galopp m2est alla on t2ies hoos!
Esimene kord elusalt on nyyd kogetud. Vaatab, mis edasi saab.
Ma vaid yhte hetke oskan korraga v6tta. Edasi polegi midagi m6elda. Usaldan elu.
T2iskuu kinkis t2na imelik-imelise 88.
2rkasin, sest arvasin, et on hommik, et vara t6usta, kylla k6ndida, cabioneta leida ja s6ita 2 tundi, et j6uda Tuxtepeci, kust saab pangast raha ja kus internettigi leidub. Pesin hambad, avasin telgi ukse, et suust vahtu sylitada..
ja hoopis Kuu oli s22l, nii valge ja helge!
Kerisin end kerra ja magasin edasi,
kuni m2gede tagant kerkis P2ike, sinisesse taevasse, r66msas voolus.
Siin ma olen,
Mehhikos.
Ma olen julgem juba. M6ned s6nad on suus ja naeratused on k6ige t2htsamad.
Sinised silmad on inimestele m2rgatavad.
Naljakas, et kohtusin venna seljakotiga, mille ta vahetusse andis. Ja Sandril on minu seljakott. Ja minul on Arieli seljakott - see, mille Sander vahetuskaubaks sai. Ring. Ariel on Iisraelist. Vikerkaarevend Vikerkaarekogunemiselt.
Kingin endale head toitu ja niiti ja n6ela ja riiet, et parandada saaks miskit, mis puru.
Ja linnas on siin p6nevgi!
Mu kodu on praegu voolava vee kohina puhastavas l2heduses. Hobused elavad l2hedal. V6ib t2itsa juhtuda, et varsti olen osaline ratsutavas karavanis, mis kohalikke v2ikseid kylasid kylastab, inimestele teadmisi keskkonnast ja selle hoidmisest, kultuuridest, muusikast ja toredusest jagab. See k6ik on loomises.
6pin yha, kuidas usaldada. Kuidas julgeda nautida, teadmata, mis saab homme, mis saab edasi. Kas leian kuiva koha, kus magada....
Elluj22mine on oskus, mis tuleb, elades.
Teeme syya l6kke peal,
myyme hoburaudu, et toidu jaoks raha saada...
N6usid ja riideid saab m2evooluvees loputada, liiv ja kivid on seebiks.
Kui hobusega ratsutamas k2ia, siis tulevad keha peale imepisikesed v2ikesed puugilaadsed. Nad on umbes nagu n6elapea suurused. Ja siis saavad naised koos neid teineteise seljast otsida, v2rskes vees istudes.
Jah, ma ratsutasingi, metsikult, galoppi!
Hetked on nii elavad, kui kogu keha tegeleb sellega, et mitte maha kukkuda... Ja m6istus proovib karta..., aga sellekski pole aega, kui galopp m2est alla on t2ies hoos!
Esimene kord elusalt on nyyd kogetud. Vaatab, mis edasi saab.
Ma vaid yhte hetke oskan korraga v6tta. Edasi polegi midagi m6elda. Usaldan elu.
T2iskuu kinkis t2na imelik-imelise 88.
2rkasin, sest arvasin, et on hommik, et vara t6usta, kylla k6ndida, cabioneta leida ja s6ita 2 tundi, et j6uda Tuxtepeci, kust saab pangast raha ja kus internettigi leidub. Pesin hambad, avasin telgi ukse, et suust vahtu sylitada..
ja hoopis Kuu oli s22l, nii valge ja helge!
Kerisin end kerra ja magasin edasi,
kuni m2gede tagant kerkis P2ike, sinisesse taevasse, r66msas voolus.
Siin ma olen,
Mehhikos.
Ma olen julgem juba. M6ned s6nad on suus ja naeratused on k6ige t2htsamad.
Sinised silmad on inimestele m2rgatavad.
Naljakas, et kohtusin venna seljakotiga, mille ta vahetusse andis. Ja Sandril on minu seljakott. Ja minul on Arieli seljakott - see, mille Sander vahetuskaubaks sai. Ring. Ariel on Iisraelist. Vikerkaarevend Vikerkaarekogunemiselt.
Kingin endale head toitu ja niiti ja n6ela ja riiet, et parandada saaks miskit, mis puru.
Ja linnas on siin p6nevgi!
Mul on yks palve ja soov teile, kallid S6brad.
Ma soovin hobust osta, et saaksin karavanist osa v6tta.
Hobused siin pole Eesti m6istes v2ga kallid.
Nii umbes 5000 peesot=krooni.
Kui kellelgi on m6ni raha, mis v6ib sattuda maailmaringlusesse,
olen seekord vastuv6tja,
teistmoodi ringlusesse saatja.
M6tlesin, et kui ka see hobuse ostmine on viimase raha kasutamine, mis mul on,
teeksin ma seda ikkagi,
sest hobune on p2ris!
Kui see rahamaailmamull kokku kukub,
on mul ometi yks elav hing,
kes armastab paisid,
kannab mind enda seljas
ja viib uutele radadele,
seiklustele ja taevastesse.
Niimoodi astun tundmatusse,
teades, et k6ik on v6imalik.
Mu arve number on: 22 101 33 171 03
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Marian Hiire
Ahjaa,
sel hobukaravanil on kajastus:
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Suured t2nud teile, kaaslugejad, hingajad ja Olejad!
Ma olen 6nnelik,
et on v6imalik jagamine.
Vihikus ja k2sikirjas on mul rohkem ridu, kui siia mahub,
neist saavad vast kunagi vanaemalood
ja s6bralood ja 6htujutud.
Sydamest sydamesse.
Te annate mulle jaksu olla julge,
minna ikka edasi,
vahest peljates ja n6rk olles,
kuid ikka naeratades.
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Dear Sisters and Brothers
on the Rainbow!
My journey is in Oaxaca state,
near Jalapa, in a small village on the mountains.
I live there with people from all over the World.
We are gathering to form a Horse Caravan (www.nomadsunited.com),
to meet with the people, to learn from each other,
to sing,
to make fire,
to ride,
to breath,
to pray,
to eat,
to share,
to give,
to take,
to love.
Every day is new,
people, colours, sounds.
Sometimes it is hard to have all the clothes wet, to see the grey sky and to know that more rain is coming and there is no house, no old friends around, no estonian language and no other place to go at the moment.
But then.
This is the Moment!
This is where I am.
Everything is in my heart.
I am Alive!
Now I am following a flow, which may guide me to take part of this horse-riding. I might have to buy a horse.
If I do this, I will use all the money I have at the moment.
Dear You,
if You have something to share with the world,
I will really appreciate it,
it will be used for the highest purpose of the Universe,
following the Path of Light.
I thank You°
My account:
Hansapank 22 101 33 171 03
SWIFT/BIC: HABAEE2X
Marian Hiire
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