What I love most about life, is the alchemical process of transformation. What is the secret of our rubbish becoming rich and fertile soil again?
I salute the village and residents of Darabkola in Northern Iran for initiating the village-wide movement to turn their kitchen waste into compost. Our project, Soil Alchemy, started in December 2017. It has been a beautiful start with the village folk bringing their kitchen rubbish along with their love and labour to make the community compost. The village municipality supplied us with gloves, straw, cow manure, lime, and water. Trees for Hope invested in the forks needed to turn the compost. A third local NGO, Children of the Good Earth, informed and gathered the local residents. This project ran for six months and fell asleep for the time being.
I think the Soil Alchemy project needs to wake up at a nation-wide scale. Why? When the Soil Alchemy project is awake and operating, it not only helps to transform our waste to rich soil, the base of our true wealth and health, it transforms our social and mental diseases to pure cultural gold. Compost making then becomes a sacred act. An activity worthy of our lives, of every hour we dedicate to this transformation. This is why I think the Soil Alchemy needs to wake us up, all over the place 🥰.
© Pupak Haghighi
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When I reached home, in time for my call with Aref, I was shocked to be hung up on the call. 'Something's come up, can't talk to you right now,' read the text on my phone display. I felt a space that was warm and receptive, indeed as divinely creative as Chrystal is to me, closed down. And then came the breathlessness of death. My relationship with Aref died with this missed appointment, with the missed opportunity to communicate truly. I felt I lost a friend and colleague I loved as dearly as my own beloved son.
According to Eileen, everyone has access to their inner knowing. In the calm and deep space of the Sanctuary here, answers come easily, once you enter the inner sanctum. This is the golden key to our balance and freedom.
So what are the symbols of your feminine and masculine energies? What are their relationship like? What is the synergy of their relationship?
© Pupak Haghighi
The forecast was rain. The place was an ancient Pictish cave by the wild Moray Firth coast, about 1/2 hour away from our home. The day was the 13th of October, 5 years to the day we entered our relationship. We watched the weather closely. There was no sign of rain at 8 am, when we had to make the final decision about the location. Will we go for the wild coast, or do we choose the safer option of a sheltered woodland site?
The rain was holding back. We looked at each other; we knew what we wanted. Judith, our celebrant turned up punctually at 8.00. 'It is the cave!' we said. She was concerned, as we were for the guests slipping on the wet rocks. But she trusted us, and a decision was made. Our two sons, Kevin and Ocean, as well as my friend and maid of honour, Swan, accompanied us to the cave to set up the space and receive our guests.
I saw Ocean outside the cave, looking to the sea with an expression of amazement and joy! 'They are dolphines,' he said. I looked to where he was pointing. They were a pod, jumping! Our guests arrived one by one as I spotted the dolphines.
Our vows had 4 dimensions. Alan and I gradually crafted them over weeks of conversation, reflection, adding and deleting words. We vowed to support one another in our persoanl growth, our planetary service, on our spiritual paths. We vowed to have patience and compassion for our blind or unconscious selves to become known and loved. Just as we finished saying our vows, a sweet and gentle rain sealed our marriage as Judith pronounced us husband and wife. Then every one at once had to rush to escape the incoming tide. There, there, they were again. The dolphines were now swimming in the opposite direction, accompanying our guests from the sea as everyone lined up to climb the rope ladder back to higher grounds. Then the rain came. It poured mightily as our guests scattered the seed-balls we had prepared as part of our ceremony to regenrate a burned out landscape scarred by fires this last autumn.
Part II of our wedding day was made possible by the generous support of our friends in the community who cooked the meal for our guests as a gift to us. The rain did not cease for the rest of the evening. Our plans to have a storytelling fire outdoors was changed to having a beautiful storytelling space indoors, filled with late autumn flowers, gifted to us by a generous friend who has been tending her flower garden for years. Stories, songs, and dances blossomed in our community space, as our guests one, by one, contributed their gifts and shared their talents. Our married life started with wild blessings from nature and continued with generous gifts of service, flowers, songs, and stories from our friends and community. We spent a beautiful honeymoon on the islands of Orkney when we had a rainbow greeting us every day.
There are only two feelings. Love and fear.
There are only two languages. Love and fear.
There are only two activities. Love and fear.
There are only two motives, two procedures, two frameworks, two results. Love and fear.
Love and fear.
A Common Prayer, Leunig
The Soil Alchemy, a project to transform our food waste to compost in Northern Iran, is on my mind.
This quote by Leunig sums up my experience with our project.
I hear the land
and understand people
here in Tatvan
I delight in a language
born as a twin to my mother tongue
then the two languages, Farsi and Kurdi
flowed down the river of time
changing in accents
sounding sweetly familiar in my ears
my heart is here
I belong to the earth
and one with her people
I am not a foreigner
there are no foreigners
we are one people
belonging to the earth
Lying down on her bed
of moss and twigs
beneath the ancient araucaria tree
I heard the earth whisper to me
"I will heal you"
"Thank you" said my body
who is pierced with pain
"I am ready to be whole again."
Volcan Lanin, Chile, April 21, 2016
We converged in the beautiful ground of Gümüslük Academy near Bodrum in Turkey. Representatives from 4 countries gathered for one purpose : bringing our strengths and desires together to heal our damaged earth, and in doing so activate our own power and potential as movers and healers.
We mixed the soil we brought from Iran, Turkey, Syria, Palestine, and Scotland with an invocation to make our soils fertile and alive again. We mixed the waters from our countries with an invocation to remove all barriers on the flowing of our waters, both at the country and personal levels. We shared words of inspiration from our literature to share oneness of our humanity. We burned twigs and wood we brought from our land to light a sacred fire in each of our lives and for us as a group to have the fire we need for the Gathering.
Magical seeds appeared by way of Alp who had grown and saved them on his land. At the end of the Convergence we planted the seeds together in the Gümüslük Garden guided by Saad's expertise in agro-ecology. We planted the seeds in the soil of our countries, watered by the water we mixed from our lands.
I had this dream before the Convergence that we will come together - people from the 4 corners in the Fertile Crescent. We will make new seeds together. Seeds of Renewal, Regeneration, Restoration. We take the seeds home with us and plant them. The seeds grow and become trees, different trees in each region. In time the leaves and branches of the trees sway in the wind and the crown of trees pick up a resonance that is carried on the wind from place to place. The trees know that in our difference we are united. The trees grow, restoring the health and vitality of the Fertile Crescent.
The Convergence in Bodrum seeded this dream at the physical level.
I am ever grateful to all 18 of us seedy gardeners of our Fertile Earth.
I met Romi, a seeker of the Law of One in Louisville, Kentucky in 1994. He became my best friend and remains so ever since. In his presence I feel I can seek the deepest and the most ridiculous corners of my being, or I can simply be myself. What a gift! I think everyone needs a friend in whose presence they can be totally free and most genuinely themselves. This is the gift of a friend.
Thank you Romi for helping me with my Seeking to become whole and most truly myself. You have been a gift in my life ever since I met you.
As a Seeker we've been asking life's formative questions : 'Why am I here? What am I to do with my life?' Romi is dedicating his life now to look after his mother. I am organising the Earth Healing Gathering in Tatvan. Both services to our other beloved selves.
What I am seeking in every encounter and experience is the essence of Love. This blog-page is home to photographs and writings reflecting my Seeking Love.