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.