Divine Guidance

Throughout my life I have always done a lot of deep reflection, reflection as to who I am, what the experiences I have lived through have meant and how am I to utilise these and continue the journey of evolution, growth and transformation. I have moved a lot in my life and each time I have lived somewhere new I always have so much to reflect on, what this reflection does is it allows me to shed old layers of my ego that are no longer serving me, layers that may be, holding me back. Even though I make a lot of progress with this and further my own understanding as to the depths of myself, I am always reminded that I am human and I will have set-backs that leave me in an old-state of being.

One day earlier this year I had a set-back, after a three-day binge on vodka (something I hadn’t done for four years at the time) I was recoiling in my bed needing an escape. I swiftly jumped on Helpx and for the first time searched Permaculture for a host within the UK! It was in this moment that a divine intervention occurred and I was graced to find Finchams Farm. After reading the listing, I knew in my heart that I was meant to go there so I contacted Bridget immediately! We exchanged some messages and kept missing each other whenever we tried to phone but eventually we had a lovely conversation and it was arranged that I would be able to come and volunteer.

What is absolutely incredible about this situation, and living proof that we can create our own realities, is that a year prior to my arrival I was applying for the Schumacher College. In my application I was asked what I wished to achieve by undertaking their 6-month practical residency course, my answer in short was so I could create a Permaculture design program that would be used in rehabilitation programs for people recovering from addictions and other mental health disorders. This was because of the way it re-connects us with people, place and purpose through Permacultures way of being; Earth Care, People Care and Fair Share.

As crazy as it was, but I ended up removing my application from the college even though it seemed the stars had aligned and it was written that I would go to the college, I did this as I ended up on a spontaneous trip to Australia setting up a Permaculture garden for the delightful Happy Buddha Retreats in the Blue Mountains west of Sydney! It now seems I did this as God, Universal Christ, The Universe, or whatever pronoun you wish to use to describe the mysterious and providential occurrences that happen all around us in the miraculous existence that life is, had a different plan for me. For Finchams Farm is everything I had desired to create by going to the Schumacher College! Thou ask and thou shall receive, cause if we believe, we shall achieve!

Life on the farm has been absolutely incredible, it is extremely exciting to be a part of this project and working so closely with the residents here! Another aspect that I am extremely grateful for is the space I have been provided with as this has really allowed me to release the rebel within and step into the world of academia by studying a Psychology degree with The Open University! Finding time for my studies around the twenty hours of volunteer work has been easily managed as Bridget and the trustees offer total support!

I can honestly say that each day here is different, the range of tasks that are to be done on a small holding seems to be never ending! The grounds are huge and the gardens are glorious so outdoor work is never in short supply! However, rainy days permits me to be in the kitchen utilising my skills preparing breads and other delightful treats for us all here!

Bridget and the trustees have allowed me to create a workshop that I run with the residents here, the workshop is aimed at offering them a new way of viewing the world and their lives. Giving them an insight to meditation and the power of presence and prayer allowing them to re-create themselves and move away form their old states of being! So far this has been very well received by the residents and they have given me good feedback!

I have spent my time this autumn creating a much needed website for the project, the very website you may have found this blog through. This is something I have dedicated a lot of my time to recently as it is super important for us to grow and develop as a non-profit charitable organisation! We hope that this new website will attract more people towards what we do here at Finchams Farm!

I want to take this time to say thank you to Bridget and all involved for making my welcome here so warm and special and I also want to thank everybody at Hope Church, Thetford, and the new found family I have discovered there, my heart goes out to each and every one of you!

I know I am where I need to be right now for it is written in Gods plan, however, at the beginning I was continuously pulled back in towards the freedom of the nomadic lifestyle. What I am noticing is that the more I fall in love with Finchams Farm, and the people that surround me here, the lure of travel is slowly dissipating and I am becoming more grounded than ever before. I have so much to love to give and to be able to give it to this beautiful space and people, means the world. I am excited to see what is to come and what else I am going to be able to bring into this space!

 

 

 

 

The Subjectivity of Time

Now this is some serious stuff to blog about, I want to try and express my thoughts and feelings on the subject titled above hoping you too will come to a good understanding of it.

So firstly you may even be questioning what it means to make time subjective? Well making time subjective is simply making plans, either simple plans in the meeting of a friend or it could be futuristic plans of a holiday, both of which are seemingly not bad things for time to be subject to. On the other hand you might find yourselves in a position where your time is subject to negative scenarios, like a job you despise or simply doing chores.

Now we ask the question as to why does it matter if we are making our time subjective, particularly if we feel the subjectivity of our time is going to make us happy? My answer for this is quite simply because we all deserve to be happy, but not temporarily, I am talking about a more holistic sort of happiness.

When our time is made subjective we put ourselves at risk of disappointments and to be disappointed is clearly not a nice feeling, especially when it happens time and time again.

When I look at life I see all of the variables in its complex equation. What this means when trying to understand the subjectivity of time is we need to understand what influences we become subject to in order for us to make the decision in allowing time to become subjective in the first place.

I have always found that the subjectivity of time is merely an idea we become attached to. So what does this mean? Well in our westernised world we are not taught the negative aspects of attachment, so if we understood the importance of detachment maybe we could find ourselves living more fully in the moment, ever present, spontaneously flowing with the cosmic rhythm of the world.

Instead we find ourselves imagining wonderful ideas on how our future should look, or how we would like it to look. But where do these ideas formulate? Is it consistent imagery flooding the marketplace by the mainstream media? All these desires fed to us on a feed? Is that why they call it a feed? Paradoxically, I am feeding you an idea now… Haha.

Could it be that time is forcibly made subjective so these impulsive desires are harder to control, particularly when the impulsive desire is built on a temporary happiness within the idea of a new phone, new shoes or simply a quick dopamine fix from the local McDonald’s.

We are all aware we need money in this world, so we must make time subjective in order for us to survive. Exchanging life’s most precious gift to win our bread while the profiteering corporate world cash in on that, it is a backwards system that makes no sense. Yet we all continue to abide by the societal structures to please our adolescent egos.

What if there was another option? Would you work towards it? Knowing that once you achieved the goal you would live in a world that our only concept of time and seasons was daylight and how the gardens are growing? Allowing you to live in the present, stripping us all away from the attachment of ideas that are fed to us from corporations to keep us turning the wheels of capatilism.

Some of you might be reading this thinking such a world is impossible to achieve. Well you are wrong, based on ancient sciences that are finally being resurfaced, we have the power to create any reality we wish to perceive, and we do this based on a belief system. In Rhonda Byrnes book, The Secret, we are taught that believing is receiving.

If everybody would just open their minds and hearts to the idea of an ecologically balanced world and started striving towards this goal, the universe itself would conspire to achieve this goal. The power of our own consciousness is extremely powerful, the power in a collective consciousness is unstoppable.

La fundacion escuela de solidaridad!

I have been meaning to write a blog about the foundation of solidarity ever since I was blessed with the opportunity of coming here to volunteer last year, however, words do not come easy when describing a place that has genuinely been built on love!

The foundation was founded by one of the most inspirational people I have ever met, Ignacio, I could not possibly articulate how much hope he brings to my life, and so many other people who have been graced by his humbling presence. If the world had more men with just half of the capacity of this man, it would be a much better place!

Ignacio and me!

His partner, Dora, carries an equal amount of love into this world, and like Ignacio, she inspires me and brings me hope. The warmth of her embrace has the power to sooth even the coldest of souls!

You can see the impact Dora and Ignacio have on every single individual who resides here, the amount of hope they bring into the lives of the residents is immeasurable!

My house is your house!

Everybody you meet here welcomes you with an open heart, regardless of your ethnic background, religious beliefs, disabilities or political views, you are seen for what we are at our roots, a human being; that is something that I will never forget.

A message we should never forget!

At the foundation there is a permaculture garden which is looked after by Los chicos de Gambia! Gilbert, Sam, Ernesto and James, they are all from the same village in Gambia where they have a fully established eco-village! A place I will undoubtedly visit in the future!

Los chicos de Gambia

The boys from Gambia, like Dora and Ignacio, inspire me so much. It brings me so much joy to be back in their presence and sharing such intellectually progressive conversations with them once again, it is such an honour that I am able to call these incredible beings my brothers and this incredible place home.

As my two day visit swiftly comes to an end, I wake up early to climb one of the smaller peaks in the Sierra Elvira to catch the sunrise. As I stare off into the eastern skies eagerly awaiting the rising of the sun I send my thanks to Jaime, another incredible being in my life, for directing me here.

Sierra Nevada and Granada

I remember him warning me that I would find it difficult to leave. He was not wrong, both times now have not been easy, there is a magnetic force powered by love that draws you in.

Now as the sun comes into view over the magnificent Sierra Nevada, I send wishes of good fortune for all of us here on planet earth, and more importantly, I thank the universe for the foundation and all that is good in the world.

The rising of the sun, a daily blessing!

I sit quietly for ten minutes enjoying the warming sensation the sun inevitably brings in Andalucia, Europes only desert, before heading back to la fundacion to spend the afternoon in the company of these great people.

Time moves forward as it always does and before long it is time to leave, I say hasta otra vez, as I am sure I will see them all again, and reluctantly head to catch the bus.

Next stop, Hidden Paradise, Órgiva.

Let Me Inspire You #1

Birmingham Airport

02.10.2018 18:07

£90/€250

Firstly let me welcome you all to my page and to my new series of blogs, Let Me Inspire You!

It feels good to be waiting for my flight, I am excited to be heading back into Spain to continue my research in Permaculture, ecological living and alternative communities. I have just spent the last five months knee deep in a capatlistic stomping ground working for Butlins, which has been a difficult time for my empathetic soul.

However, I have come out of there even more determined than ever to pave a way into a more sustainable future for our species!

That is why, this is the most excited I have ever been before disembarking on a journey! I am excited; to share all of the experiences I will go on, all of the places I will visit, all the people I will stay with; I am excited for what I will find on this adventure, in the mountains, in the rivers, in the earth; I am excited to venture further into the wonders of sustainable living, spirituality, mindfulness and the human psyche!

As you will have noticed I have listed a few things at the top, the place I am writing the blog, the date and time it was written and my financial situation.

I think it is important that I be transparent with my readers in regards to my finances, it will give you a deeper understanding of how to be a smarter traveller and months into my trip you will see how I manage to travel such distances with such little budget! Or maybe not, who knows!!!

So my first location will be at Hidden Paradise, it is a centre for spirituality in the mountainous regions of southern Spain in a town called Órgiva! They offer Yoga and Meditation retreats, shamanic practises and more! I will be working in the kitchen catering for the guests who are attending the upcoming course!

I am required to stay for a minimum of four weeks, after this I hope to go to the canary islands as I have been in contact with a couple of hosts to work on some permaculture projects and spend time living within an eco community!

So please do keep reading and please Let Me Inspire You!

Quinta da Fortuna 11.10.2017

Hola! Over the next few days I will follow up from my last post ‘The ruins under the city’ with a few diary entries from when I worked on the Mediterranean plant nursery in Portugal! I hope this gives you an insight into what it is really like!

11.10.2017
As I awaken I can see the sunlight seeping through the window at the end of the bed and through the gap in the curtain I can make out the silhouette of the trees against the morning sky, I become fixated by the beauty of such a natural phenomenon. I start to wonder what time it is, I check my phone to see it is only 07:15, so I roll over and go back to sleep for another hour. When I wake for the the second time I look out of the window and although it is brighter now I can still the silhouette and it is just as glorious. I tell myself I will do this every morning for the duration of my stay.

I get up and go to the bathroom and carry out the standard morning in activities. I put on my boots and head over to the house for breakfast. Sabine, the German lady who will be hosting me shows me out to the terrace where there is freshly baked bread, homemade loquat marmalade, cheese, butter, peppermint tea and… chilli. Didi(short for Dietfrid), Sabines partner, comes out and we shake hands in a formal greeting. He takes a few chillies straight from the plant that is behind me and puts a small, deep red chilli on my plate. I remember hearing that the small ones are the fiery ones. I decide to just chuck it in my mouth and bite straight into it, and in an instant my tongue catches fire like somebody took a match to a bush in the Australian outback! Without hesitating I remove it from my mouth and put it back on the plate, we all share a laugh and Didi says he eats some every morning. This man sure loves chillies, I think to myself. In an attempt at easing the fire in my mouth I butter some bread and take a bite. I look down at the chilli thinking you will not beat me so I decide to have another go at it, this time I accompany it with some bread and a cheese spread. The flavour is immense, fiery as before but with the addition of the cheese it has created an incredible taste which lingers on my tongue. They offer me another one, which I kindly decline.

We finish our breakfast and Sabine gives me a tour of their beautifully wild garden, there is exotic plants from all over, different species of trees, flowers of all shapes, and vines growing everywhere all creating a real spectrum of colour. There is one vine that catches my eye, it has a bright blue, purple and pink bell flower on it of about 6cm diameter so I ask what it is, Sabine says it is a weed called Ipomea! I cannot believe this could be a weed, she goes on to say it spreads to much and kills a lot of the other plants in the nursery and I am likely to have to cut some of it back while I am here. it saddens me to have to destroy such beauty, but I understand the importance of keeping the other plants alive.

She ends the tour by showing me where the bikes are and says I can use them to go to the beach in my free time. She passes me over to Didi who has got an assortment of jobs line up for me. We start with emptying an enormous pot filled with soil, we do this so Didi can make, what he calls a warmhouse. It is a mini greenhouse he plans to keep his Plumeria in during the winter to keep it dry, the Plumeria is a wonderful little plant that grows in hot summers and dry winters! This does not take long and we move it to its new home near the back of the garden. After we move on to a simple task of tidying up the mini papyrus and re planting them in separate pots to sell on the market.

As I am nearing to finishing the task Sabine comes to say that I can stop what I am doing and come and have lunch. She looks at the plants lay on the trailer with the roots exposed and says that she thinks the plants will be okay until tomorrow, I politely tell her I will not be able to rest knowing the plants are laying here like this and I will finish of the task after lunch. She thanks me as we walk through to the terrace. On the table is a vegetarian pasta dish, simple but delicious nonetheless!

We finish up with lunch and they invite me to share dinner with them this evening outside on the terrace of the guest house, I accept the invitation and head back to the caravan. I spend thirty minutes doing yoga outside before taking a lukewarm shower to clean the dirt off from the garden. Once I am all cleaned up I pick up a book, lay on the bed and start to read before drifting off.

I wake up as I can hear Sabine outside shouting me to say dinner is early and will be ready in ten minutes. I quickly put on a shirt and head on over to see if there is anything I can help with, there isn’t, so I take a seat at the table and quietly wait.

After a few minutes all the food is on the table and we all start serving the food, they have prepared, a chicken, roast potatoes, a roast cabbage and a bowl of tzatziki. I have not eaten roast cabbage before so I am excited to see what it is like! In good old German fashion we all open a beer and say broust (German word for cheers) and start to eat. The potatoes have been cooked in rosemary from the garden, they go very well with the tzatziki, the cabbage is a new flavour that I will try to recreate myself one day. It is not long before we have all had our fair share, so I head to the kitchen to clean the dishes and put the remaining food in the fridge, a task I don’t mind doing.

Once dinner is all finished up we share another beer before I retreat back to my cosy little caravan to reflect on my first day in the Mediterranean plant nursery! I am so happy my hosts, Sabine and Didi are warm hearted beings. It is always so uplifting to meet such humble and knowledgeable folk, but I guess it’s what you would expect from two nature fanatics such as them. It is not long until I am dozing off into a peaceful sleep, ready for another day on Quinta de Fortuna

In the universe, I trust.

We all have to cross bridges in our lives.

It seems my time in Scotland is going to be short lived, yesterday I sustained an injury on my hypermobile hip joint while out walking. This is preventing me from working so it does not make sense for me to stay here especially if I cannot move my leg!

The walk the injury was developed on was filled with all the incredible beauty you would expect to see in the Highlands. The Scottish air is refreshingly crisp and being the only person for miles it is blissfully peaceful.

Remnants of an old pine forest.

The shrubs of heather stretch out as far as the eye can see, and amongst the foliage there is an assortment of wildlife awaiting to be seen. The rivers and streams meander over the land creating that luscious sound of continuously flowing water.

Our vital source of life crashing over rocks.

I love being out here alone and away from the societal issues we are faced with in these uncertain times. Out here in the hills, there is no judgement, just curious critters wondering who this strange 6ft 4in mammal is that walks on, not four, but two legs is!

I see Ewe…

The excitement I get when I am walking areas I have not explored before is the same excitement I get when I head to a new country or culture. It is about entering into the world of the unknown, where expectations are dissolved and disappointment non existent, a journey of discovery, internally and externally.

I can get carried away when I walk though, I never wish to stop, which is the way I felt about travelling once I began doing that in 2011.

I love staring into the darkness of a forest wondering what woodland creatures are contained within!

This walk is no exception. I decide, under the impression that I have work at 6, to walk through to Kingussie after seeing a sign stating it is three and a half miles away. I trek over streams, alongside forests, through heather and swamp until I reach Loch Gynack.

Loch Gynack.

This is a small loch in comparison to some of the other lochs I have been blessed to have laid eyes upon in this life, but just as majestic nonetheless. I continue the path through wilderness and woods until I reach a waypoint on the far side of the loch.

What to do?

It is here it dawns on me that, I got my start time mixed up and I am meant to be in at five. My heart desires to reach the top of Craeg Bheag as there is no better feeling than to reach the summit of a peak and stare out across the land you have just traversed.

I look to my clock and it is 15:10, I have an hour and ten minutes to make it back to Newtonmore. I do not linger long and decide I cannot deny my hearts wishes and begin my ascent immediately.

It is not long until I reach the top, I do not see a path heading down the other side and into Kingussie so I must go back the way I came. This time I must move with speed as it is now 15:30 and I am not sure on what time public transport in Kingussie heads to Newtonmore.

As it is my second shift I decide I cannot be late and begin my race against time. I start running down the side of the Craeg.

Long story short I made it for work, however, I decided to film this part of my adventure so you can watch the video ‘Better not be late’ on my YouTube channel Wandering Spirit. It is quite entertaining actually, I hope you enjoy it.

So last night I couldn’t sleep as the pain was unbearable, today I am unable to move my leg without having shooting and throbbing pains unleashed upon me. I have been to see a doctor who has said I need to rest it for a couple of weeks and then go back if it is still just as bad in a week.

Upon telling my employer he says it will just be best if I go home in this case, I watch the cloud roll in as, for me, this is financially tragic. I am not going to worry myself about my situation for there is no need, I know every cloud has a silver lining even if it is not made visible for an unknown period of time and for me that is the deepest reason as to why patience truly is a virtue.

Like many of times in the past, I put my trust in the universe for it is all I can do as I stare unemployment in the face again.