Sleeping with the snake

Ever since yesterday I have wanted to draw this picture of me sleeping with the snake.  Although it wasn’t exactly how it happened as the snake was beside the bed, not on the bed with me.

I saw the snake in the shape of a figure of eight – or infinity – and eating its own tail. This is called the Ouroboros which can signify the eternal dance of the cosmos, and according to Jung, infinity and wholeness.

Cobra

I moved my bed this morning and was amazed to find this snake – a cobra – which must have been there all night.  And maybe the night before, who knows! 

We have a crew here doing some re-thatching and one of them came with a big stick and persuaded it to leave.  Which it did eventually after hiding under the bed for a while.

Since the whole place is netted I cannot understand how it managed to get in. Although Rajan found a small hole that it could have crawled through.

I wasn’t scared and in fact felt that there was a very good energy around it. 

A hive of activity

Buddha Garden was a hive of activity this evening.  We decided to plant out a very long bed in the Souryan garden with bean seedlings.  It had to be done then as they were getting rather large and it is too hot to plant them in the mornings.  We finished just before it got dark.

At the same time the electrician came and did the electric work in what is now the office and eventually will be my house. Then I found that the builders had brought a generator and light so they could put up the roof in the new cabin they are building.

Suddenly things have got very intense around the buildings and the changes we are making.

A lot of pictures

I took a lot of pictures today both for the Facebook page and the book.  I am finding that I need to walk around with my camera at the ready.  There are a lot of good pictures around and I need to be ready for them.

Of all the pictures I took today I like this one the best.  I like the quality of the light falling on the lemons against the blue sky.

What a day!

Have had a difficult day, the worst thing being that my bank card has been blocked because of fraud.  This meant a lot of phone calls on a very bad line to the bank. I also couldn’t pay for the writing software and so couldn’t get to my writing.  Fortunately Emma paid for it for me so at least I can carry on with that.  At the same time the Buddha Garden website has been hacked so that has needed work on it and new passwords.  I have spent all day sorting all this stuff out and felt that I haven’t done anything worthwhile.

I took this picture this morning of everyone coming in after they had finished picking cashews.  I like the light around them as they go through the gate.  As well as all the hassle there was light for me today in that a volunteer who walked in this morning is willing to build me an app and help with the new book. 

Feeling down

Had a horrible Farm group meeting and am distressed at the way I responded to it.  I seem to upset a lot of people and feel unable to bring anything positive to the situation. 

Spoke to Pierre and feel very much that he wants to change things in a way that is at odds with how I see Buddha Garden. Is it time for me to leave the place to him or someone else?

Despite all this the cabin is getting built.  A volunteer who left over the weekend has come back and a lovely volunteer from Singapore has just walked in. 

I have to trust that all is well and that all will be well.

Moving still

I felt things moved forward this morning after I had discussed the new kitchen with Pierre and Sivakala. We are going to make the new kitchen in what is now my place, but will re-do the keet first.  We will talk about everything again and what happens after thatwhen Vivek comes back on June 11^th.

Have moved things forward with the book and website by talking to Bala who looks after the website and my taking a lot of pictures about vegetable growing this morning.

The picture is one I took this morning.  Its what we do every day in the mornings which may not seem very interesting but day by day it’s the work that produces our food.