What are you searching for, Laurent asks me as we watch the candlelight leap up and down in the wind on the dining table. It’s his last night, and – unlike when the five other volunteers left yesterday – I am sad to see him leave. Laurent has a deep stillness, openness and easiness – […]Read more "LEAVING WONDERLAND"
“But you know, Nalini, that we’ve been genetically manipulated by aliens,” Keegan grins, between mouthfuls of corn and arracacha I’ve just cooked. I look at him blankly. “You mean…you’re not too into evolution?” I venture. Keegan grins. “Well, yeah, we believe that there were monkeys before and so on and these monkeys changed over time.” […]Read more "EXTRATERRESTRIALS"
Eilif believes in dreams, destiny, and intuition. Eilif tells me about his name, firstly. The story behind his name is a Norwegian prophecy – a man called Elias is guided by spirit as he travels through the cold regions of Russia. On his way, he encounters some evil horses, who have power to destroy him […]Read more "Dreams, destiny and intuition"
“We’re talking about natural farming,” I say to Eilif one sunny morning, “So we must have some idea of what the nature in natural farming actually is. What is nature? And – therefore, the question must arise – what is not nature? Because surely, by non discriminating knowledge, well, everything is nature isn’t it?” I’ve […]Read more "WHAT IS NATURE?"
“Eilif,” I say, “I want to know how to kill a chicken.” “Oh yes, yes,” he says quietly. “If I kill it,” he offers, “will you eat it?” I take a deep breath and prepare to put the last nail in the coffin of veganism. We’re sitting at the table, and the shadows stretch long […]Read more "SACRED DEATH"
“The current system,” Eilif murmurs, wielding a machete in hat and sunglasses at the bottom of the hill where we’ve been hauling out crabgrass, “is based on war. War against nature. In this system, you attempt to force, coerce and control nature, so you use machines, pesticides, herbicides, bulldozers.” He moves over to the wild […]Read more "ONE STRAW REVOLUTION"
It’s my first week, and I’m crying under the stars in a chicken field. I’ve just arrived from the aguas termales, hot springs 38 degrees Celsius in an enchanted forest in the valley some twenty minutes walk away – and our only bathroom – and I’m warm and sleepy and happy. Or was, anyway, until […]Read more "TEARS ARE AN EXPRESSION OF THE SOUL"