...oN tHe WaY...
a dAnCe wiTh tHE sAcRed, iN wHoM wE liVe,aNd mOvE aNd hAvE oUr bEiNg...
28 April 2026
Hoje li um artigo do Padre João Torres (FB) que começava assim "Não basta ajudar — é preciso caminhar juntos", e na minha resposta pude processar um pouco do que foram as minhas observações ao visitar Angola neste último mês.
Gostei do artigo pois concordo que a ajuda não pode ser á distância, e nesta visita pensei nisso muitas vezes. A ajuda em Angola tem que vir dos Angolanos. Acho que em muitos casos, as ajudas humanitárias internacionais, a menos que sejam de emergência, pioram a situação dos locais mais do que ajudam.
Aqui ficam as minhas reflexões que provavelmente não ajudarão ninguém directamente, mas pelo menos que nos façam pensar em soluções pragmáticas e criativas face a tantas injustiças que vivemos hoje como seres humanos... Soluções que não envolvam governos, políticas, leis, guerras e uso de violência, nem mesmo dinheiro ou o que seja que nos tentam impingir a toda a hora.
Em resposta a um artigo sobre as cheias em Benguela de Tomás Alberto - Imparcial Press
"Mais do que responder a emergências, é necessário prevenir crises. Mais do que gerar impacto imediato, é essencial construir soluções duradouras", disse Tomás Alberto no seu artigo. Um país que é o segundo maior produtor de petróleo em África sendo que a exportação de petróleo bruto continua a gerar receitas significativas, com o terceiro trimestre de 2025 a registar cerca de 6,2 mil milhões de dólares.
O que geralmente é ensinado, (quando é, já que estas celebrações cristãs não passam de meros cumprimentos sociais e familiares) é que a Páscoa celebra a morte e ressurreição de Cristo que assim garante a "vida eterna" aos que têm fé neste acto de Jesus preparado por Deus.
Outros ainda conhecem um pouco mais do significado e acrescentam que seria a substituição do sacrifício judeus "exigido" por Moisés, lembrando a libertação do Egipto, quando o espírito da Morte passou por cima (passover- Páscoa) de cada casa dos judeus que obedeceram às instruções de pintar a porta com sangue de um cordeiro sem defeito. Assim a morte não levaria o primogénito daquela casa como fez em todas as outras casas egípcias.
Como muitas das accões, parábolas e ensinamentos de Jesus, também a entrada em Jerusalém na Páscoa, chamada hoje de “domingo de ramos” entre cristãos, está carregada de significado político.
A maior parte das pessoas hoje acha que o cristianismo é mais uma religião entre muitas e que a mensagem de Jesus é apenas espiritual, mas deixam de lado a parte política a que deveríamos dar mais atenção, na minha opinião.
Já estou a ler o último livro do Manuel da Silva Ramos ("Os cosmólogos não vão para o céu") onde o personagem principal visita o Monte dos Carvahos e pede-me para dar umas dicas de construção em terra . Uma boa leitura, entre ficção e realidade. que retrata a cultura e as gentes da Beira Baixa nos dias de hoje... e também uma ousada sátira aos movimentos extremistas de direita que infelizmente se levantam pelo país fora, incitando as populações ao racismo, ao medo do "outro" e instigando a rejeição de imigrantes como ameaça à segurança nacional... Vale a pena ler... Retrata muito bem outros personagens que se mudaram para o Fundão nos últimos anos e que nós também conhecemos pessoalmente...o Alejandro, um génio Boliviano, poeta, músico e cineasta entre muitas outras coisas... Yahya Hussein, um refugiado do Sudão que foi colega da Emma quando trabalhou no Fundão como mediadora entre várias culturas...os cineastas João Dias, José Oliveira e Marta Ramos também são mencionados várias vezes e o verdadeiro Fundanense, o cineasta Mário Fernandes, que na sua modéstia teceu todos estes relacionamentos com o autor do livro.
a esperança que sempre alcança, a esperança que não se pode perder até me aperceber que o que esperei sem ver, como se já existisse, está a começar a acontecer, e dá-me esperança para esperar...
(before anything else I would like to say that this is a simple personal perspective and maybe not so accurate theology or history...or maybe it is...I just went with the flow of my thoughts and I can´t be bothered with researching exact facts now, or accurate bible verses...maybe that proves I am not A.I.)
I wanted to remember who Christ was and who Christ is for me today...
That´s what Christmas should be about, right? We could share more stories with each other about our journeys with God, I´m sure there are amazing ones out there... Unfortunately for most around me today I know Christmas is not at all about sharing about Christ... if Christ is not mentioned it´s even better... bring the food, the drinks and the presents and lets party...
Hello, I dont even know who follows this anymore...or who still reads blogs, but I felt I should leave a message here, if for no one else, for myself :-) , to communicate that this blog is officially closed.
I will keep it online for myself as I still go back to read some stories every niw and then :-)
And here is the new l ink for the new blog I'm starting, " Mente Errante...w@andering mind", which will be written both in english or portuguese, depending where my mind will wander :-)
This post is partially humorous, partially based on an honest search... If you didn't like the title of this post you probably shouldn't read it, as it would probably not be of interest for you... I apologise in advance for any possible offence from now on...
There are many stereotypes of Jesus, but in reality we know so little of the historical Jesus... We can read the gospels which were written by a group of Jewishs followers at the time of Jerusalem's destruction by the Romans...at least 30 to 40 years after Jesus died... I imagine that must have been quite a tragic and sensitive time for Yeshua´s followers... The image the older ones might have still kept, and the oral tradition that might have carried most of the stories and parables we read today...it was probably their own construction of what became the experience of God s spirit in their lives, after Jesus' died... a minority group among the many Jews who lived under the oppressive imperial domination system of Rome...
Let's have a look, if you want to amuse yourself, with some stereotypes that survived the ages until now...
I think for the last 4 or five years, I've been trying to get back into bloging, but then I never make the time for it...even now, I'm reluctant to write... I ask myself, why should I write on a blog? I have a journal...the question might be more like "what do I have to share?" Or " what do I want to share?" ... That's what blogs are for,right? It does help me process my own experiences and ideas, but it is about sharing in the end, otherwise I stick to my journal...
I started this blog when I went traveling for 6 months and it was the easiest way to share my experiences with a lot of my friends at the time, instead of writing e.mails to all individually ( this was 2005, before Facebook era)...
This was a post on Facebook...but I want to include it here ...
it´s been 20 days since the 17th of June. the day we started our Natural Building Course at Lisbeth Herz s place in Pedrogao Grande, and the tragic day of the big fire that desolated this country for 7 days. 50.000 hectares of land burned down to ashes, 64 people died, countless animals, houses, and much more...This is still what I have in my mind and why I´ve been avoiding going online.I´m still blocked to what I want to say or share, not sure if I share about the week which was a mix of good moments on the building course together with really sad news from our good friends Liedewij Schieving and Joey.
This letter is from
me, Barbara, for those of you who were somehow connected to this place from the
early beginnings and for those who are interested in knowing how things are
developing so far. We are thankful for your part in the history of this place.
…if you want to go back in time, take a look at these many pictures first... then, find a moment when
you have nothing else to do, and read my loooooong letter ...
"- You can't worship two gods at once.
Loving one god, you'll end up hating the other. Adoration of one feeds
contempt for the other. You can't worship God and Money both.
This Spirit is
not dead, the Spirit that ... “stands for liberation of the human mind from the
dominion of religion, the liberation of the human body from the dominion of
property, liberation from shackles and restraint of government. That stands for
social order based on free grouping of individuals” (Emma Goldman defining
Anarchism) ...
Human greedy systems
come and go and they all try to destroy and kill this spirit... But the truth
of what we celebrate at Easter, is that This Spirit is and will always be alive...
LINDO !!!! Acabei hoje de ler, a 25 de
Abril..."O Sol dos Trópicos", de Henrique Galvão, de 1936, uma edição
creio da minha avó. Este romance tem muito que se lhe diga. Um filho de
camponês, deixa a aldeia da Beira sonhando n "a Riquesa ou
a Glória, a Celebridade ou a Autoridade"...desiludido e falido vai para
Angola para morrer...e é nos vales da Chela, entre o povo Mukubal, que
encontra a razão de viver...vou transcrever uma breve passagem...fica
aqui para pensar : "...havia em mim um principio de felicidade
simples que brotava como os rebentos verdes da massambala no meu arimo.
Compreendia a vagabundagem dos mukubais -
A caminho do 25 de Abril,
e porque também hoje
muitas pessoas se lembram que Cristo ressuscitou,
e nisso venceu a morte de vez e para todos, vamos ter Hoje um pouco mais de Esperança... Do amanhã nada sabemos, amanhã esperaremos. Nós somos criaturas que fácilmente nos esquecemos, e por isso desesperamos. Precisamos de festas, rituais, missas e carnavais para nos fazer lembrar, ou apenas parar...
"Deus Quer o Homem Sonha, a Obra Nasce" (F.Pessoa)
There is a whole
spiritual realm we don´t really know much about (if we are honest)...
All I´m going to
share is based on personal experience and my own interpretation, I might be
wrong, as I realize how little I know on the subject.
It´s sometimes
easier to recognize “bad” things in the physical world than it is to recognize
“bad” things in the spiritual world. I usually don´t like to classify things as
“good” or “bad” as that can be so subjective and fruit of our dualistic
mindset...
Finally it seems
that I will make the time to write again on this blog... mainly because we have
a solar panel which able us to charge the computer anytime... I will try to
post some of my morning meditations... it´s more like what comes into my mind
at that time... what my spirit is wandering or wondering about ...
Writing here it´s
simply a way for me to process those times in the mornings...
"The rifts and chasms
between good people today sometimes seem impossible to bridge. Let’s just name
a few obvious ones: male versus female, rich versus poor, liberal versus
conservative, Christian versus non-Christian, “Pro-Choice” versus “Pro-Life,”
the overdeveloped world versus the underdeveloped world, renew-from-within
versus change-from-without, straights versus gays, hierarchy versus laity,
whites versus people of color—and every shade of every issue in between.
Jeremiah speaks to the exiles in Babylon. People were scattered , made slaves throughout the vast and oppressing Empire of Babylon.
Here´s a song to bring Hope for those in captivity, for those who could see no way out, no hope for the future.
Jeremiah lived before the people of Israel were taken into captivity to Babylon. He was trying to tell people what was coming...but nobody seemed to want to listen.
Jeremiah was foretelling what could have happen to the people if they would not repent. Obviously they didn´t listen and kept living their lives as they wanted. They were eventually taken to Babylon...
Yet "There is Hope for the Future, says The Lord"
It´s been a while since I last posted here... (I should count how many times I started a post this way, eh, eh)
When I first started with this blog it was basically a matter of being practical, as I was traveling and it was the easiest way to share my journey with those who wanted to accompany me along The Way... Then, when I came to The Mount of Oaks, it became a weekly reflection for myself, and again, to share what was going on here with all those who were interested to know or those who passed by ...
Then I started a blog just for the Mount of Oaks, because I felt and still feel that the Mount of Oaks is not about me and I wanted to make that a bit more clearer... This blog became then for more personal sharing... reflections, thoughts, processing the week or season that passed, etc...
Now, I´m not so sure if people read blogs so much...
I know it´s been a while , but it was not easy to find the time to put together all the footage from our road trip...
We´ve been busy since we´re back and without electricity it makes it harder to find the time... Winter is a time of reflection and introspection anyway... A time to plan and envision what is ahead...
But anyway... here´s a little something to remember our pilgrimage at the end of the summer... Believe me, it takes ages to make this little videos...it´s fun though... but exhausting at times, to go through all our pictures and video snaps, putting it all together, cutting here and there, choosing the songs, etc... not to mention the times I forgot to save and the program froze...
Enjoy !!! There are six of them :-)
We are too tiny, too passing, too recent to imagine any eternal greatness within us, but the Biblical pattern of incarnation always has God disguised and hiding inside of littleness, particularity, ordinariness, and seeming insignificance. God seems to want us to do the desiring and all the discovering. No one finds God who is not looking for God and willing to go to the edges to find God. Unless we leave our comfort zone, we really do not meet God at all, but merely pull God inside of our own small sphere, and it is no longer God that we meet at all. Just religion.
one foot at a time,
down the path of peace." (Luke 1:78-79)
Pre-industrial people were far more
connected to the natural cosmos and seasons than we are today, and were very
aware that the 21st of December is
the winter solstice in the Northern Hemisphere... not really the death
of the sun—but its rebirth! The liturgical year was easily connected to the
seasons of nature.
here's a little review of our first 6 days on the road...
From Belfast, to Edinburgh/Scotland, then into England....firstly the Northumbrian coast to Lindisfarne on the Holy Island; Durham; Leeds and Manchester...
We had our last good-byes in Belfast with a lovely dinner and hang out time at Pádraig´s house.
for some reason, one of the songs I used in the video of our Love celebration has copyrights and
is not possible to open in certain countries, like germany... odd... If it´s restricted in your country, click here
instead...
not so good sound, but hey !!!
check here for a youtube video... If it´s restricted in your country, click here instead... for some reason, one of the songs I used has copyrights and is not possible to open in certain countries, like germany... odd...
when I find time I´ll post some more :-)
we´re just now packing the van to start the road trip back to the Mount of Oaks...through Scotland, England, North of Spain till Santiago and north of Portugal...
Here's Emma and I starting our trip from the Mount of Oaks to Ireland... in our van that now has a name, "soraia"... it came with the wind-brake we got as you can see...
We left on sunday afternoon and on wednesday we were already in the north of France close to the place we'd take the ferry to Ireland... so we still had a day to rest from travelling and enjoyed the day at a beautiful beach in Normandy...
I'll just leave you with the pictures and some brief comments...
This is part of some daily meditations I get through e.mail from Fr. Richard Rohr, a Fransciscan monk living in the north of America... Obviously he's relating with the reality there, but we can see the same issues in our part of the world...
He gave this tittle for the week "Church as Permaculture"... I had to laugh... and read..., specially because it was just the week before the Permaculture Course here...
so here goes:
"Mere beliefs do not necessarily change the way we live in this world. What we have been calling “Emerging” Christianity or “Lifestyle Christianity” involves a real movement toward simplicity—at all levels. A return to a simple lifestyle is the only way we are going to be able to respect this planet and create honest community instead of this social climbing we are involved in today.
I was meditating this morning on a story writen in the gospel of Luke 8:22-25, when Jesus and his disciples got on the boat to reach the other side of the lake, and got stuck with a heavy storm...
I was quite familiar with the story, and the teaching of Jesus to his disciples (me included) of how little faith we have when we face different storms on the way...
Again I got confronted with the same question Jesus asked his disciples then :
"- Where is your faith?"
I kept reading while I was trying to get familiarized with the context... that's when my perspective changed...
This is me next to Lesley a week ago during one more Permaculture Design Course we hosted.
I sprained my wrist when I was tying a rope from the tarp in front of the kitchen. I was on a step ladder and wearing an african fabric tied around my waist as a skirt... not a good idea ! even though I lifted it and tied it up to my waist, as I was stepping down, the fabric untied itself and blocked my knee... so I was not able to step down, fell on my butt and landed on top of my hand... Ouch!!! it did hurt... Thank God it was not worse as I also had a knife on that hand...
This was just one of the many "incidents"/accidents I experienced last week... but there were many blessings too... I would suggest you would grab a big cup of tea to read the rest of this long post...I will try to sum up the last months but I can't promise it will be short
It's been a good time here visiting my parents...
the reason why I came so unexpectedly was due to my mum's health condition. She had broken 2 ribs and during the time of recovery she felt really bad...one night she almost couldn't breathe, she had high fevers and was cold as ice... My dad said she was virtually dead... they went to the hospital and she was immediately looked after ... one of her broken ribs had punch one of her lungs, and they took out more than 1 liter of blood...
It's almost 2011 (for those who follow a Christian callender), and it's nice to be in a warmer place...
I just wanted to drop a line and wish everyone the chance to have a good time to reflect on this year that passed ... a time to remember...
I'm sure in the end there will be many things to give thanks for...
I also want to wish you in this coming season, all the rest and peace needed for each day... time to stop and simply wonder at the beauty around us... time to contemplate, and eyes to see and realize that beauty...
This was my attempt to make a video of my trip from Luanda to Benguela by car...
I went with my father who drove us, my brother Jorge and his 2 sons, Keanu and Eric... This was the first time I was able to make this trip by car because the previous times the roads were not so safe to drive...
It's been 6 years since I last came here and many things have changed... The war only ended in 2002 (after more than 40 years of colonial and then civil war), and when I came here in 2005 there were still not many changes...
now I see building sites everywhere, lots of Chinese writings in the Industrial areas... the Chinese Companies are building the roads, taking control of electricity and water distribution in the major cities ( most of their workers are ex-cons who will probably remain in the country after their "sentence" is over...interesting).
Luanda is still chaotic to me... but as we drove out of the capital city we would mostly see Forests, the sea and occasional villages of adobe brick houses and thatch roofs that I love so much... I much prefer those regions over the urban ones...
Just for the curious, Luanda is today the most expensive city in the whole world, as hard as it is to understand in a country where there is still so much "poverty"...
For me to get my visa in the Angolan Consulate in Lisbon , I had to prove that I had 200 USD for each day I was staying in Angola (and I am Angolan and I have my parents living there)... I had to borrow 3500e from my cousin to have it in my bank account so I could present a statement from the bank and prove I had what I needed to stay for a month... even the bank was surprised with that... But the truth is that people easily spend that in Luanda if you don´t have family or friends to stay with... 50 USD for a meal is not unusual in a restaurant, and I'm sure that accommodation is way more than 100 USD a day... you are lucky if you find a 3500 USD rent for a flat with 2 rooms, without sanitation nor elevator...
In contrast with Luanda's lifestyle, life expectancy in Angola is still 48 years, half of the population doesn't have access to running water, and 54,3% live under poverty levels...
Things are changing, because in 2003, one year after the end of the war, 70% of all Angolans were living with less than 1 USdollar a day... (with another "detail" that the Angolan President is one of the richest men in the world, and his daughter the richest woman who owns several companies in Portugal)...
Angola, the land of contrasts...
There is real "poverty" here, for sure, and a lot of destruction, on so many levels, of a generation that only knew war...
But there are also those that are called "poor", when they are not really so "poor"...let me see if I can explain myself... in my opinion, there is a sort of "poverty" that is more propaganda than reality... and then , there is real poverty... these 2 pictures above represent that... on the left we see two people who probably don't have their basic needs met, or maybe they were displaced from their land and roots because of the war and got stuck in the city, trying to make a living selling coal... they might have been caught in alcohol addiction, having no other support to deal with their traumas, and they are stuck in the system somehow...
The other picture, on the right, is a normal Angolan village, where everyone lives in earthen huts, probably with a healthy community life where everyone has their role and they all help each other... they possibly plant their own food and there might be chickens and goats running around to become food on special occasions... some of them might go sporadically to the local town to sell their surplus products and bring things like oil, salt and sugar that they don´t produce, and they look after each other, because they are aware they need each other... children are precious and the elders are highly respected and cared for...
I don't see these latter ones as poor, at all... maybe they don't live the same lifestyle as europeans or americans live (good for them), maybe they don't have the same "stuff", and definitely not the same amount of "stuff"... but is that poverty?
Some "westerners" will think they are... possibly the ones who are too blind to see their own poverty...
Basic things are still needed in many places throughout Angola, this I agree... like access to drinking water, sanitation, health care and education... but in terms of natural resources, we can say that all Angolans are rich (or they should be) ...
I'm not speaking here about petrol, diamonds and other minerals...this is what many people and big companies are coming here to exploit and in a way steal...
All these resources were the main reason that kept a bloody war going for so many years (if you ever watched "Bloody Diamond", here is pretty much the same sad reality), while many filled their pockets with millions of dollars a day...
this is what the leaders (Government and the Army) are still holding on to...
I'm talking about the land, the sea, the climate and the many natural building resources... it's simply rich !!!
I also found out that most of the land belongs to the ex- high rank army officers, interesting, isn't it? I remember when I was living there and the war was over because Jonas Savimbi (the leader of the resistant movement against the government) was killed. It´s a long story. I will not share it here, but I was hitchhiking from Catumbela to Benguela and the son of some “big chief commander” gave me a ride… When he said that I said he must be so happy and relieved this brutal war was finally over… His answer was a shock to me when he said “ It could have lasted a few more years”, with a certain interest in his mind… This is sad…
Many foreigners are coming to make looooooots of money now as there is a whole country to be re-built and there are not many Angolans with education to run a lot of the good businesses... And unfortunately that´s what business people found out for many years... War is very profitable, at any time, for many businesses...
Things have improved a bit for the locals and natives, as there are now many more opportunities for everyone to make a living... I don't see the usual beggars and street kids as before... there are lots of people walking around in the cities selling all sorts of things to make a living, and every little business makes some money...
My mum cooks at home and sells for other people and their parties, mostly friends, and friends of friends... A lot of people, especially women, can make a living this way... she doesn't need to work much to make a living, but she´s always busy and people really like her cooking ...
These kinds of entrepreneurial ideas would be impossible in Europe, with so many rules and regulations, but I always liked that about Angola and other "poorer" countries because it´s actually a good way for people to make a living with their own skills without needing to open a shop or a company... There are opportunities for the "little" ones too...
Of course the big businesses are suffering from the global financial crises, like everywhere in the world, but still, I believe it's nothing compared to what we see in Europe or the USA... A conversation that involves speaking about billions of US dollars is still normal around here... unfortunately there is still much corruption, but I hope that will change too... I can see people want change... how that change will look like in some years, we will see...
I do see "the american dream" and a society of consumerism arising, which concerns me, but I also see many good parts of the Angolan culture being preserved and developed, not only in Luanda and Benguela, but throughout the country... we will see...
I have to say... it's a beautiful country with really beautiful people ! I´ve always been proud to say I was born in these lands, in the region of the Ciokwe people, now northeast of Angola, close to Congo.
I will share my "saga" of my trip to the North of Ireland...
I know I shouldn't be flying so much as it´s really bad when everyone does it all the time as if it´s not bad for the planet in so many aspects, but it is not easy to have a fiancé so distant and going through a stage in life when she really needs support...
I was only going for a week, for Emma's birthday, to see her dad in the Hospital and the rest of the family...
I ended up having 5 flights canceled, in 3 different airports, and ended up arriving in Belfast on the same place the Titanic was built... thankfully nothing compared to the Titanic story happened...After all that it would be dreadful ...
It's been a long time since I last posted anything, apart from my last note about my laptop´s keyboard... as you might presume, I do have a keyboard now as I found a cheap one on ebay, only 12e... perfect!
That was not the only reason why I haven't got the opportunity to write... As I keep mentioning, my days on the farm are quite full and many things happen all the time...
Now I sit here in "my house" (the big bus), the sun just set, I just lit a nice fire to warm up and made myself a cup of tea... the season of cold days (and especially nights) have started, and the olive harvest season is about to come to an end...
Somehow I feel I haven't spent much time on my own for a long time, and maybe this is just what I needed, to sit, relax , and write...
it's been a few weeks now that I can't use my computer, only to connect my internet modem in order to use my phone for the internet, as i´m doing now...
My keyboard got a few drops of rain and doesnt work anymore, but the rest is fine... I can only use the mouse ...
I´m using my phone now for accessing the internet and checking emails, so i just wanted to drop a line to let you know.
All my mail contacts are on my computer, so i ve only been replying to those who have been sending me emails recently.
I found a good deal for a MacBook pro and I´m going to sell the one I have now, an. iBook g4 14", after replacing the keyboard (I just found a good deal yesterday for a used one)
I have lots of news... Good and not so good, but you´ll have to wait until december when i get my "new" laptop.
If anyone would like to send a donation to help on the costs, or buy my old iBook g4, let me know.
The OLIVE HARVEST is about to begin, so I have no time for the internet anyway.
If anyone would like to come and help from now until the end of the month, you are more than welcome...
I was going to start today, but the weather is really not good for that... There is a soft rain and a really crazy wind...
It has been a really hot summer... one of my excuses not to write so often on my blog... it's really discouraging to write during siesta when it's too hot (that´s why siesta is practiced here), or in the evenings when I'm basically exhausted...
I just wanted to catch up with the last month before I have another bunch of things to share...
After my time in the USA I had lots of work to do here... mainly cutting grass to prepare the camping area for the permaculture course participants, and to open up the walking paths... I will use the same cuttings to mulch most of the trees... I had lovely visits who helped me with that...
it's about time I post something about my time in USA at the "Faith to Faith, Face to Face"
I already came back 4 weeks ago, but I had so many little (and big) things to do here on the land that I was not so enthusiastic to be at the computer... It's also not so encouraging when we have between 35º and 40º celsius...It´s been really really hot... so, If I'm not working, I'm swimming ...
I would really like to share some of my thoughts about the time at the camp... first because it's always a good way for me to process it all, and then because I would like to share it ...
of course this would be simply my personal experience...if you're interested in more you can also read great entries by Audrey on the camp's blog... click here...
I chose this picture to start with (it was actually a post card Marcia gave me from Chiapas-Mexico), because that is the picture I have of this camp... building bridges, where once there were walls...
Soon, me and Emma will be going to the USA to participate in an inter-faith program called "Faith to Faith, Face to Face"... click here to find out more about it.
The program operates in four regions around the world, Belfast (Northern Ireland), Cape Town (South Africa), Jerusalem and the United States of America.
Emma is the leader of the Northern Ireland region and this is one of her jobs with the Corrymeela community that she's part of... so, this will not be new for her, but for me it will be the first time, both in this program and in the USA...
I'm really excited and looking forward to all the experiences that will await us at this time...
Just a couple of days after finishing our strawbale building workshop we had lots of friends and family for a "baby party"... (go to MoO blog to see how the course went... it was great!!!)
This was definitely a happy day… a celebration day for many reasons… My twin nephews, Nelson and Joshua, turned 3, and we also celebrated Nolan’s 2nd birthday that would be later this month…
We also had baby Diogo with us, only a few months old, son of Pedro and Lisanne, my sister’s best friend…
And Kiara, Lua’s daughter was also with us…
A party with and for children… I think we all became a bit like children, except for the alcohol consumption, but hey, it was a party !!!
Another big reason for celebrating was that my mum came from Angola…
This is Lyna's Yurt floor finished... Click here to know how the strawbale building workshop is going... It's only the second day and we are ready to lift up the walls tomorrow :-)
Check out here for our last weeks hard work... I'm back in Belfast to visit Emma who got a viral meningitis... she's much better now, and I'll be back to the land on tuesday to get back to work... We need to finish Lyna's Yurt floor, and get ready for our Strawbale building workshop... I'm looking forward for it... IT WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE SOME MORE ATTENDANTS, SO, PLEASE PASS IT ON TO THOSE WHO MIGHT BE INTERESTED it will be from the 27th May to the 3rd June...and costs 200E, food and camping place included...
what an amazing book !!! I just finished this morning and I'm still so thrilled about it all... I highly recommend it ...There are lots of deep insights given with a nice sense of humour... you can check it out here on "the Shack" 's website.
It will definitely break down all your pre-conceived stereotype images you may have of God...
Let me share just a little part that stood out to me, to give you a little taste : (one of the many conversations between Mack, the main character, and Jesus)
