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Botswana and Victoria Falls - public transport to Namibia

Dumela! (Hello in Setswana, spoken in Botswana)

Nothing that happened and that mesecitos and a half trip, we say that we are fully immersed in the sabbatical = that great feeling of living continuously on Saturday. We enjoyed a lot every day, and possibly with more intensity (or, as least, more calm) just by knowing that this is not just the next day or the next, or ... in a long time yet. If, in addition, your days spent in "paradise" can not say we travel: practically float from place to place, without our feet touch the ground.

And is that these last two weeks have been dramatic. Had increasing expectations of Botswana, and the last before you get there feelings were somewhat discouraging. Apparently, the rainy season, along with a country focused almost exclusively on luxury tourism, could derail our dreams. Fortunately, it was not so at all, and we literally blown away with the North of the country (the delta of the river Okavango, which does not result in any sea because its water swallows the Kalahari Desert, and Chobe Park). And then, one of the wonders of nature uppercase, Victoria Falls (Zambia and Zimbabwe).

no words to describe these sites, so I hope the photos do a minimum of justice. But I say, for other things if I found words, and there are :-)

Our days in Botswana began in the most authentic. In our previous trips, use public transportation always has seemed the most direct and genuine way to feel something of the reality of the country, along with tourism "Showcase" that is inevitable to escape on many occasions. If the situation allows it (for logistical issues, security, etc.), We prefer to spend 15 hours in a ratchet antediluvian imbued with the true local environment, to make that journey in 1 hour by plane. And not just for economic reasons, but sometimes too. I would say that many of our best anecdotes in Mexico, Colombia, Egypt, Peru, and of course our 3 Interrail in Europe, have been on buses or trains. These are trips that experience always has supplied more than the occasional discomfort. And so far he had not yet experienced in Africa.

Well, what we wanted soup?, As it takes two cups! On the way from Windhoek, capital of Namibia, to Maun (gateway to the Okavango Delta in northern Botswana), we took 3 buses in which were the only whites (it goes without saying that also the only guiris) and exchange between the first and the second consisted of 2 short hours waiting in the middle of the road . Or bus station, or people, or even a gas station misera, "in this crossroads will come and you go down and a bus in the right direction. Or, are you doing hitchhiking." And we, with a pair =: -0 I think the picture to finally get on that bus, petado of people, with everyone staring at us (and you know as highlighted by the white-black eyes) ... no forget it for a while. The 13 hours to travel 800 kilometers accounted for almost an overdose of immersion in Botswana, for starters, and although it sounds like hard to believe, we enjoyed a lot. So much so that in later days we traveled a lot in here minibuses, which are simpatiquisimos: you see many different people, experiencing very strange ways of doing things (like spending the price of the ticket, and the change from hand to hand until reach the collector), sometimes they put African music with great rhythm, and you travel so tight that when someone wants to go out sometimes we have to download all before. Finally, for short distances, are the cane.

In Botswana people we love. They are friendly (say hello to happen is practically a command, you know it or not, and usually with a grin), very handsome (especially women), and are happy note. Speaking of happiness is getting into marshy ground, you can philosophize for lifetimes, and also is a topic that to move people in poor countries is happier. Because what is clear is that poverty, suffering when it means simply to survive , not cool at all. But when you pass that threshold and have at least one roof (of any kind) and eat on a daily basis, there is one aspect in which these people beat us to the West: the acceptance of their circumstances and enjoy life as it comes. This does not mean having no ambitions or concerns (As we mentioned in last entry), but they must be qualified and, above all, we can obsess and make us unhappy if not achieved.

rarely more apparent that we did that story shortly after his arrival to Chobe. After another full day of travel autobusillos, also very entertaining (and watching elephants from the bus!), We arrive at the campsite and we hit a dip in the pool. We exchanged 15 minutes of spontaneous conversation, initiated by him, a boy of 24 years very nice. In that short time was able to move the lights and shadows of his recent life. I was excited because after years of working in almost all types of employment for Tourist companies of his people (the Chobe area), in a few weeks is going to fire and found his own company. But, speaking a little of everything, is sincere with two strangers like us. Not only was still a little nervous because the night before had hit a huge male baboon monkey (huge dent in the car), but pulling that thread told us that last week a friend of his died in a collision with an elephant and that same day had buried another friend who had committed suicide after killing his girlfriend on a matter of jealousy (these if they are a universal feeling.) All this, and who talk about the football league. And always with a smile on your face. Is your life in these sites and accept their circumstances without fatalism think that makes them happier (I can not imagine the emotional state after another week I would be so).

We also love the passion with which the "drivers Mokoro (canoe you could say are the gondolas of the jungle, as you see in the pictures) carried out their work. We spent two days and one night with them, and you could tell they loved nature, but for them is the backyard of his home. After dinner we had a great time chatting in the light of what they call "the television of the forest" = a good fire. And we changed the channel by moving the logs :-) That if we do not have luxuries like a good shower, and even threatening to censor the blog we have posted fotillos enjoying some of the best outdoor showers that we have never given.

Well, it did not take or enter into Zambia, and was clearly moved on to "other" Africa. Already in no man's land between the border of Botswana and Zambia, the assault to which we subjected all kinds of gadflies trying to get something for tourists was a shock. It is true that the border is something special: the Zambezi river separates the two countries, and how to catch a ferry from one to another, you must put forward egg against the "bullies." But if Zambia is no longer so quiet walking down the street (always day, of course), Zimbabwe is out of scale. And it's all summed up, as I said, that much that is a huge leap coming from the West, the 3 countries that had hitherto known (South Africa, Namibia and Boswana) are, for various reasons, relatively calm and prepared for tourism. From up here, things change and it's another world, possibly excepting only partly in Kenya and Tanzania. So Far, another significant detail is the value of its currency, in Zambia you walk around with thousands and thousands of kwacha in your pocket. But in Zimbabwe, again, is out of control (as you may have heard), and the last ticket to be printed is 100 trillion dollars of Zimbabwe. No comments.

said, Zambia and Zimbabwe share the wonders of nature, Victoria Falls, well worth all these inconveniences that they are still rather anecdotal. Because, after all, so is Africa a reality, and had also come to experience it.

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Again, all this can be done well by yourself. Although we have not done so, if it fits in your schedule to come with the car rented from Namibia is a good option (though of course, then you have to return there), or else we have to enjoy as local buses.

As the time of year again, rain condition some possibilities. Probably more than in Namibia, Botswana, so I would say that something is a country best suited to come in the dry season, it fits. That said, seeing everything so green again is very, very nice. And at Victoria Falls is precisely when to come, because in dry season water is much less and lose a large percentage of showmanship (judging by the photos we have seen). And not just visual, but also environmental, noise is im-pressive, I would say Jesulin, and also the cloud of spray that looks from a distance. Okay, you get wet a tad (just chopaitos, hear), but it is also something unique, part of the experience.

we eat (and drink)

most authentic thing we tested was a dinner to fire camping in the Okavango Delta, on the basis of typical pure corn is the staple food of half Africa, and some meat with tomato sauce.

Other than that, in accommodation in Maun (which was great to see here Sabi sunbathing beside the river) ...

... try something very exportable when we return to the burger with fried plantains, delicious. And we drank liquor from the fruit of a local tree called Amarula, which is very rich ... though he knows almost like Bailey's.

Who know (worth mentioning)

In the Okavango we did a 4 day trip into the delta with 2 Germans, Jens and Anna, and an American, Daniel, with whom we had a good time. Also seems very healthy people who ran the accommodation in Maun, Botswana a target (and there you see very few) and an English escapades, all activity and good humor, who had traveled there to 8 years y. .. Never returned home! We understand it perfectly, really :-)

And on the bus route of the Chobe agree with Kim and Tine, two Belgian girls with a lot of life behind them, with whom we shared a few dinners and talks very interesting. There are a couple of characters. We have talked, among other things, a website to stay in homes of people who are going to test soon, and also encouraged us to submit the request for the best job in the world ( www.islandreefjob.com ) for which unfortunately arrived a day late .... because, with all due respect to those who rent hammocks on the beach in Tahiti, this offer was cool maaaaaazo. And if that did not come out, Eve and have a good idea to mount a negociete around, jarls!

happens to us over the head

We have discussed on several occasions what continues to surprise us (although we saw in Tanzania) the ubiquity of mobile. There is coverage even in remote villages, and is widely used regardless of the humility of the people. On one such trip by bus, a grandmother telling his family he went, and soon came out of the bushes (because there was nothing), to pick, which was to be her husband and son. We leave "ojiplaticos." They are also ubiquitous satellite dishes, especially for international football (how could it be otherwise). And finally, see strikes coupled with the mud huts, quite frankly.

Well, next Saturday with the feeling continued, but lately also have this one: the improbability that we will see many sites we visited. The more you travel, the bigger you think the world, and you'd like to meet so many new sites, unfortunately, it is difficult to have time in life to repeat the most. From there we feel like a few days at Victoria Falls. After using the triple time that most people enjoy this wonder of nature, time to "leave" we invaded that feeling of which I speak. When you see things as beautiful, it is inevitable expect to see them again a thousand times. "Why not?" Tells part of your mind is still childish. "Because ... va'ser not," he answers the adult: - /

Fortunately, time travel allows us to be children from time to time, and extend our stay in any other place that hooked us, which we have done in a couple of occasions. And our adult self and responsible, but the end is right and touches leave of every place, at least we are pleased to yell: "WE REMOVE THE BAILAO!"

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And finally, a note-putpurri many of these weeks:

- Although I had a haircut in Namibia, a site was relatively "posh" and, therefore, very dull. So I gave the shave in Maun (Okavango Delta) is the first truly authentic, in a hair salon for those in here, come on. We laughed a lot, and both the hairdresser and other staff (friends who spend the afternoon chatting there, as happened previously in Spain) also had a good time "leaving the bald white boy." And hey, the shave more trouble than I've ever done, much level! Even so, Eva did not dare to touch up your bangs :-)

- Do you remember that we discussed what they were in Africa poetic giving names to things? Alla two pearls are more. In Botswana, its currency is the pula, which means "rain" and a polish are 100 Thebes, which are ... as if every thebe is a "drop of rain." And in some places there is no money to buy a good rainy season, or Mastercard or anything.

- In Botswana we have been several nights of camping in a lifetime ... and many other camping "Out of Africa." Because they slept in tents, yes, but fully furnished and even electricity. Chuuuuuuulo, cool.

- An animal eradicated in Africa: the doves. And there are many, yes, and even species than we have in our cities, sound the same! So wake up with songs from all types of birds, among them the identification of pu ... doves ... in short, as it reminded me awake in our house in Valencia, and detracted from the subject = :-)

And nothing else, to let you know that the plan for the rest of the time on this continent is still a bit in the air. Madagascar is canceled, there is the issue too upset :-( And tomorrow we rented a car and then go about 2 weeks to the south and south-central Mozambique, in addition to at least another week in South Africa. We say goodbye to Africa relaxing on Mauritius but still we could not close the flight, so we'll see!

For up within another week!

Juan & Eva

It Looks Like There Is A Wart In My Dogs Ear??

THE DO RE MI FA SOL LA SI LA

a child my mother told me that my voice was like angels singing, I always smiled and asked if any days I could hear the singing of one.
remember that night like it was yesterday ... inseparable companion, the full Moon patiently waited for me to travel Country of Dreams , suddenly started ringing melody flooding every corner of home. Curious, I left the room in search of the source of that magic melody so that angel singing. Would that the opportunity to see one?
What was my surprise to discover that angelic voice that came from my mother. It was a deep feeling, a night I'll never forget, was the first ray of light that illuminated my path, a path music, feelings and love. Not looking for fame or money, or recognition, just full of beautiful melodies filled your hearts, as that day my mother mine.

Zolsaihan: This is the first time I use the option to add YouTube videos to their blogs, I'm not very partisan, but the first should be special and better for this chance that your hearts heard an angel singing ... Lucky the man / woman Nada Es

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NATURE II - safari without a guide, and first month Travel! Namibia

Noras, lords, I write this column on a special day: yesterday it was exactly one month that we travel with all that that implies. Also, interestingly, according to look at the countdown we have also a nice number of days remaining (333) ... but we, the relevant date is passing that first month.

For though this month has been like no other vacation months, when we were all very prepared in advance to take advantage of the limited time at best, many of the feelings that we are still "family", tread familiar ground. Among other things, without going too far, we still have very much the days and weeks we traveled. The "gurus" of which we speak the last time (the German farmers who had 20 months there), and we were told that first you count days, then weeks, and eventually, at best, months. I think they are going to be right. Also we were told, and I hope this mistake, that the passage of time sometimes mediate the function of the number of messages I wrote family and friends, at first, each time they connect (1 or 2 times per month) had 15 or 20 messages ... were then gradually decreasing ... until, when connecting as much as they saw that they received 2 or 3 messages a month, they realized that had long been out! Is tremendous as much "philosophy" of such couples could leave

:-) Anyway, anyway, from now most will be new sensations. The first is obvious: in a normal holiday, some days ago that we would be around head by what little we have left, and what we had to return. It is, of course, very nice to have in mind only our next destination, looking only forward. Although no longer a novelty, that feeling of having weighed anchor "by storm", and around this so far that neither comes to your head. But it is not what we feel vertigo, I would say is more of a sense of freedom that, intense and unfamiliar, sometimes perplexing. :-) Mola

After the first month, we will also adapt to what our friend Helen called "Roll Pin y Pon" (that great definition). And is that with 24 hours together and many daily decisions to make, many times "moderately engaged" ... they obviously do not always agree, and also the age again be seen in mental flexibility you have. We must fight hard and know very well not to lose too much of that flexibility ... Well, we hope that this whole year of reflection to help us improve. Lately, even joked with the issue and we call Pin (Eva) and Pon (JJ), which is already a good sign.

definitely closed today also our first country, because South Africa have still going to return, but in Namibia and said goodbye. And another consequence of these trips, long and planned progress, is that they never go as originally thought ... but I tell you the end.

Ultimately, that last this inflection point, truly begins again!

In these last two weeks in Namibia, we have covered much of central-northern India. From the coast, using the most original road had ever seen (salt roads, made from a mixture of salt and sand that is hard as a rock), and through villages of curious names (Uis, Sorriso-Sorriso), we switched from desert to the tropical lushness in the blink of an eye. We walked some mountain (for example, what we have dubbed the Matterhorn of Namibia ... while possibly more adjusted par with The Pedriza, red granite), and we did some sightseeing "urban."


But the most remarkable was a week we go on safari includes our own! Travel the roads "savages" of Africa, no one to guide you and lead you to the animals, and also with everything so green (beautiful!) Has been truly special. And that this is not the zoo, and it takes enormous patience to find more palatable animals (ruminants of all kinds look up stuff yourself, for example), along with the rainy season makes it difficult, as I will tell you later .

Anyway, as I say, we've enjoyed a lot, not to mention also a very special day where we did at dawn kayak among sea lions, flamingos, and some other dolphin.


This implies that a good number of photos of the album are "no bug", as my father likes (= no people) will see that other bugs are few. But that question was not out to make us a portrait or risk the cubs prowling Sabi was not highly recommended =: -0 And heard them roaring at night from our little store ... We did the hairs and hooks!

These weeks have been mostly camping, so we had less interaction with other passengers when you go to shelters. As for our ration of "brush with the natives", undoubtedly the most authentic moment was our meeting with Rusty, and the feeling of hope in new generations left us. After a visit to a cave painting, which was compulsory to travel with a guide, it asked us if we could bring her son back to town (about 30 km). Although it was back 20 miles from our route, was more rewarding that way with Rusty (the kid, 15 years) that we came up with his "father" (which, according to Rusty was her uncle, who helped occasionally making guide, the days without cole). While the adult barely spoke English and we have learned four things from paintings to which guided us, plus tip at the end asked us, we asked for bread, and I asked the clock because I decided not to wear it around here (they are eyes). And we will be happy to contribute to the local economy, even though the sometimes service is penniless (understandably), but is essentially a feel sad for these people $ errant (although, again, it is also understandable that this generation has known.) In contrast, Rusty I file with us a totally genuine conversation, very interesting especially for the jump educational and curiosity and concern that is evident between him and his uncle (we, us much more conventional fraternal history, you see :-) In half an hour we talked of many things, we laugh, I keep surprising us with their very wise opinions on any subject, we try to charm their concern to pursue their dreams while being fully aware of the fact that he had had to live ... and, at parting, thanked us for the ride and wish you good journey, without the slightest hint of something else to try them out to tourists (although I'm sure it was clear that we had dazzled). Did new and promising to move this country!

And, taking advantage that we close our first country on the itinerary, I will introduce some fixed sections of the blog entries, which will see repeated throughout these months. For that to give some structure to my bricks, or else I'm aware that I roll it up too :-)

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colorful, primarily logistics, for those who may be mulling possible vacation destinations. Supplemented with photos, I hope serve to encourage some!

Namibia is perfectly possible to do on your own. A specific% of sites (at least, and not necessarily that you should not miss for the world) are only available in 4x4 ... but whether in 4x4, as many people, or normal car (for about one third the price), you can walk comfortable, easy and financially on your own.

respect to the time of year, we are now in rainy season (December to April or so), and travel in this time has its advantages and disadvantages (while traveling during the dry season, the rest of the year as more or unless the situation is exactly reversed.) Pros: it's low season, accommodation is cheaper and also no need to book in advance, you can go where you get caught picking up on the fly. And safari areas are green and lush, an environment radically different from what we saw in Tanzania, and in its day and said it would be nice to see on occasion. Against: animals are harder to see, for two reasons - have much more water, so as to scatter much more (in dry season will shift closer to the pool and have no more than expected), and the vegetation leafy distinguishes them worse. The second drawback is that, as and where, after good rains the roads (remember, largely unpaved) become impassable. Or 4x4 or anything. One night it rained so we woke up in what he called a new form of "water bed" because the floor of our store ... floated =: - /

we eat (and drink)

In Namibia we have very little frequented restaurants. For starters, no more than 4 people with authority, so that the cuisine with some variety is very limited. The times we have dined "out", however, we left happy, although not as cheap as South Africa (like everything else, Namibia is a semi-cheap destination only). Worthy of mention:

- Game meat, such as Kudu, Oryx or Impala.
- The biltong, jerky kind of deer (Kudu among others) that are eaten as pipes, we (and this rich)
- A round zucchini, prepared more like a pumpkin (boiling), which like ours, the truth is that they are not so tasty.

For drinks, you can imagine that Namibia is not wine country (though if any, any, as in Lanzarote, but of course ...). The beer is rich and that if it's cheap stuff ;-) And non-alcoholic, Eva has been engaged in an apple soda called Appletisser, and I returned to my childhood every time I took a Mirinda.

What happens to us over the head

One of the attractive aspects of a trip like this, although it may seem paradoxical, is that you have lots of downtime transfers, wait, no of "Stand elessstronicosss" as the tv, etc. In that time, basically you can only do 3 things: read, talk or think. Well, okay, there is also a fourth ... but still many hours left for the other 3 ;-) With regard to reading, both books have begun to travel, of course, they were gifts. One of them, interestingly, relates a journey that we do near the end of our year (through the Amazon river, at least in part), and is very contrasting to be reading about a culture and nature so radically different from what we see here .

But reflections and conversations we have (between us or more people) are also an intrinsic part of the journey, and from time to time share some with you all.

In Namibia we have talked enough about the pace of work of the people, and the concept of "use of time." From our Western point of view, it is amazing the capacity for doing nothing, to see the day. Eva says that gave a book to everyone. How can they not be concerned? The restless, "born or made? Perhaps a bit of both: one is born restless, and without the passage of time will reward your curiosity, promote your quality of "being restless, do not you think? Finally, it is clear that the time is short and worth taking, it is not so easy is to find the ideal way to use it, it is clear that there is no universal definition (varies with culture).

Another recurring aspect is what I would call "bureaucratization of work." I mean, is very clear that jobs do not appear to be threatened as play is play, or the salary depends on how much or how well they work. In many cases the face to the public service is clearly improved very obvious ways, and viewed from any perspective (not necessarily through the prism of Western perfectionism). In general, tourist information services to the people he runs you have to get the words out with pincers, I go out or anything but after a while you realize the service penniless. In general, these kinds of posts are usually public, but not always. In contrast, it is significant that as "fight" at the pump because you choose your supplier, and you wash the glass thoroughly, and that his salary is entirely the tip you give them.

As far as I'm concerned personally, I think I never in my life have I had such a relaxed mind, so empty. Those who know me know that almost always running at 1000 per hour, giving short stroll to the many issues at hand (work and rest), and always attentive to the environment to attract more topics that give good atmosphere. As I say, is new to me, and rather strange (although I'm sure I'll get used :-), have all day to resolve the 4 logistic problems that we may have. Unfortunately, is also taking a side effect anything entertaining.

After the death of my mother, I now realize that returning to routine and keep your mind occupied (more like hyper-busy) helped me to gradually overcome their loss. These days, with no inertia to direct my thoughts, I find myself continually be reminded of it, and their absence makes me much more obvious (and painful) while thousands of miles from home. I would love to tell you all the beautiful places we are seeing the unique experiences that we are living, and she had enjoyed. So his memory comes to me unexpectedly, like a magical moment in the Kalahari in the peace and scenic beauty were almost intoxicating, and vacuuming after a few minutes in silence to mourn Eve broke thinking as I'd like to share with my mother. Some nights also are hard, because for some reason to lie on the bed, what comes to mind is that last week at his side, and his last hours.

Anyway, I feel these last lines as tear gas, but if we are faithful to the intention of making this "glob" on personal and real story of our year, not only beautiful but also tell him at least pretty. Although in the end I had no strength or time to make an entry with the dedication, know that this blog is dedicated to it and your photo is presided. The sorely missed.

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Well, and finally, I return to the thread start and the novelty of lead and 31 of our 366 Saturday. Planning to go on the run and field, we realize that some initial intentions still need to debug and adjust to the possibilities that we are (eg rainy season in Botswana will be complicadilla). And, moreover, arise imponderables on which we have no control and force us to reschedule (if you have not got beyond the news about political instability in Madagascar, which has many overtones of falling off the itinerary :-( We are evaluating Southafrica extend some alternatives, a short stay in Swaziland, Mozambique and fundamentally. If anyone knows these or other countries in the area ("Zambia?," Leshotho?, "Malawi? ... Because Zimbabwe is also complicadillo), or knows someone who knows and can recommend (or otherwise) any of them or other close (Mauritius is another option, if not the exclusive preserve of the resorts) ... We are all ears!

is all from Namibia, chao! Juan & Eva

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A Very Special Children

honest man considers things from the point of view of justice, the common man, from the point of view of interest.
green surrounded by bright colors game with the butterflies in this lovely forest in the middle of the mountains. Lying contemplate the fall of the drops in the placid mantle of flowers and grass that serves as my magic mattress. I feel the spring the smell of wet earth. In the background I hear the croaking of many frogs or a bird on a twig. I close my eyes, smile ...
The sweet voice of my mother whispers my name ...

- Hajira arise, it is time we
... I open my eyes, a bright light blinded my eyes, I can barely open them. My body no longer it feels so light, so free, pain pervades every cell of my body. Slowly back to regain the vision, now it begins to darken. I look scared that my hands are dirty with a black substance, my clothes, my whole body. I turn my head and my that is also dirty.
- Where are we mom?
- We are in Dhaka, at home.
His smile is different, you wonder where they are distraught flowers, where is the field, she turns her head and says,
- Hajira was just a dream ...

lives in Dhaka, capital of Bangladesh. With only 8 years Hajira works by extracting the stem carbon batteries for recycling. Carbon and zinc rather pervasive and cause infection by inhalation, vomiting, stomach ulcers, skin rashes, nausea and anemia. With a working day of 14 hours a day, Hajira is paid with 10 cents per 1000 rods clean.

... http://kurioso.wordpress.com/

Zolsaihan: You'd think that the fault lies with the multinationals who abuse third world countries ... I will not deny (the proof is evident) and add, still most of the governments that allow their people to be treated well. They cut our forests, foul our water and our air. Our comfort us from fighting, when we speak of effort, struggle, surrender, suffering, we turn to sit in our comfortable armchair. (Hope is never lost, there are angels among us) ...

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Thoughts for a rainy day Felt Hearts

trees looked so majestic, so strangely impervious to the paved streets and traffic.

Their roots are sunk deep down, deep in the earth, and their tops are stretched to the heavens. We have our roots in the earth, and it must be so, but we adhere to the land, only a few rise to the heavens. They are the only creative and happy, the others are destroyed and damaged each other on this land so beautiful, with insults and habladurías.Uno also has to be open and just live the past if it must be lived, but not can fight it. It should be noted without clinging to it too. The experience of every year, pain and happiness, and unfortunate disasters
Proyectaos flashes too distant future, far from the present, but the needed to understand atenci'no is always present. In attention there is always a sense of imminence. Having clarity about one's intentions implies a very arduous task, the attention is like a flame, constantly urging one to understand. Clarity on this is all that is needed, but is not as easy as it sounds. You have to clear the field for the new seed, and once it is planted, its own strength and vitality create the fruit and seed the next.
Outward beauty can never be permanent, always breaks if there is no inner joy and happiness. We grow externally, and pay little attention to what happens under the skin, but it is always imposed internal to the external. Is the worm in the apple which destroys the freshness of the apple.
Think of how important it is to be innocent, having an innocent mind. The experiences are inevitable, perhaps necessary, and life is a series of experiences, but the mind does not need to load their own cumulative experiences, each experience can be washed and kept innocent at no charge. This is important, otherwise the mind can never be fresh, alert and flexible. The problem is not "like" keep your mind flexible, the "how" is the search for a method and the method can never bring innocence to the mind can make it methodical, but never innocent, creative.
Thought has a root or roots, thought itself is the root. The reaction must exist, otherwise there is no death; but the problem is to see that this reaction does not extend its roots into the present or future. The thought is bound to emerge, but it is essential to notice and to end it immediately. Thinking about thinking, examine it, play around it, is to extend it, root it. It's really important to understand. See how the mind thinks about thinking, is to react to the fact, and the reaction is sadness, etc.
Start to feel sad, think about the future return, counting the days, etc, is to give real thought about the fact. So the mind takes root, and then picking it becomes another problem, another idea. Thinking ahead is to take root on the ground of uncertainty.

Zolsaihan: Drawing, I think if this is a dream and when "sleep" back to reality, I breathe, I write on this rainy day in winter.