Just got dropped off at home by Alison Shentone, it was so good to see her, since Rex’s 40ies at Jungle Junction on a Zambezi island. The funny thing earlier today Grubby, mentioned the right person to help guide me around Zambia would be Ali, and I haply mentioned that I knew her. I am so happy that she has made her decision to move to Portugal to start a new life, and let’s not forget that her daughter is looking just as sweet as mom.
I have realized that I don’t have a place amongst substance users. During my years of using I always blended in amongst the other sad and happy using spirits, as we always contributed to one another’s weaknesses. Tonight I really felt good standing up to a few stoned and drunk folk and spoke out amongst them, mentioning that maybe I were not in the right place, associating with them. I am so proud of myself for what I achieved tonight, I am finding some self-respect.
Blaming or pointing out something to a third party, is not my achievement, the choice of associating with energy that is conducive for me to have good vibes. My heart has always been in a good place even at my lowest point of life, I was always able to share love with others.
Emotions I have found hard to control, I use to think it was my Greek blood, but sure the use of drugs, mixed with emotionally baggage added to the flow of emotional expression.
These are parts of my personality that I have to learn to change without hurting anyone around me. My emotions and thoughts have been a lot more manageable over the past few months whilst being clean from substance abuse. This understanding that I am experiencing, is giving me hope that one day I may find peace within myself to love every part of myself.
Today Wednesday 12th was so cool Grubby Bart came down to Zig Zag for breakfast, what a cool chap that Grubby. Gave me 100 dollars for my compressor, which I am grateful for after letting me stay here for the past 3 days and use his internet and various luxuries. Whilst having breakfast met another mate a local, has a house boat not far when Bart camp and has invited us for a night to his boat, and they have organized for me to go down to for a fishing trip on Lake Kariba, and will be staying with Davie. These expats are just so helpful with one another, makes life so cool getting around these parts of town. They reckon that the tiger fish they are catching are all bigger than 4.5kgs, it going to be something good. The guys have advised me to take down, 500ml oil and 20 l gas and I will be welcomed, but I will phone them the day before arrival, offering if there was anything specific they would be looking for down there.
Alison Shenton was so helpful, putting me into contact with a lot of school mates the whole way up to Tanzania, which is going to be very helpful, for staying with and in case of emergencies.
I am so lucky to have connected with her, this town will surely will miss this vibrant women.
We got down to Bart home/construction site on the banks of the Zambezi; things are really nice down here, besides the wind that’s blowing rather strong.
Tobby that is Bart’s foreman treated me to some pap Zambian style, just the way he offered water in a cup to wash my hands that gave me a humbling moment.
The moment that I’m expressing, is something I have had regularly experience during my working environment back home in South Arica. These moments have made me feel like being a part of life.
Finding birds for my Newman’s book of birds, I have not been doing so badly, just need to get a feel of the index, have some confidence to make the sightings.
Got my first pot bread on the fire yesterday and it was very nice, just a little raw. The next few breads, that will be baking will be made from my wonderful imagination. Bart got this kiff stew together, we ate ourselves dik, after all that bread we consumed. Not long afterwards rolled off to sleep, and was a lot possible because the wind had died down, but the night was cold.
My sleep has got a lot better over the past few weeks, having some good rest. Got up this morning freezing, could hear the generator start up, and shovels moving crushed stone. Bart was out there amongst his guys, not long afterwards, having his morning joint with a cup of Greek coffee I brewed for him.
Today has been the same, reading a bit of every book, I have with me so that my concentration levels keep boosted with new information and approaches.
The days are being nice to me, allowing me to reading and soak up sun, no one in his right mind would complain. Thanking my karma for giving me this. There are friends, that are in my thoughts, as pose, it is natural to miss good folk that a part of your life. Once I get back to Grubbs, home on Sunday, will get connected and let them know how I feel, but will phone my mom, just to remind her is my one special person, and she is in my thoughts. Spoke to the old lady, I am so blessed to feel her love, I really dig her so much, if there is any good in me its form her.
Looks like our plans for the house boat is off, so just chill here till Monday, and drift threw to Livingston, then to Kariba, Bart is on about a game farm just outside Livingston, that should be looked at, on my way through, chill Peter you have plenty of time.
Mixed the bread mix again, hoping for better results, not to say the last bread was bad, and just looking for baker’s perfection.
The house boat came together.
How nice is the peace on the Zambezi, on a house boat, warming with the day. Into my second cup of coffee, feeling great listening to some tunes. Fishermen paddling out to the nets, some youngsters learning their trade, one would think children should be children; life does not have everything for us as it should be. Maybe we should have stayed doing what they are doing, instead speeding up our lives, know we are trying to slow them down, funny hay.
Andrew, mate of Grubbs and Bart’s, it’s his house boat. Zambia has been so good to me, have been hosted like a king, and slept like an angel.
Just said cheers to the Italian folk, how nice and warm they are, must visit that country some time. Everyday being amongst these folk are making my stay just like if it was my home. Listening to these guys talk business makes me feel so content with the disunion of changing my life path, and studding psychology so that I may explain my thought, without prejudice and too much emotion. I am sure I will be able to contribute to small and medium business, either for management or staff basic working energy. We had such a great time on the house boat soaked up allot of sun. Seeing how many people make their living on the river it’s amazing, so many fishermen fishing with nets, and rods. Ollie this other Kiwi had his son Randel with us, the young boy of 5 was just hauling in the fish.
Monday the 16th chilling just outside Livingston, on a small game farm, very nice owned and managed by two ladies. I’m the only camper quite nice after all these busy weeks of socializing. They have managed to domesticate some Eland buck, planning to make some feta cheese, which sounds rather interesting being a Greek. Grubby organized me the stop over, they asking 50 dollars for the night, find it very expensive but am not going to make a fuss after all that Grubby and Bart haves done a lot for me, I will just pay it from my bottom of my heart. On the way here today, one can see the Chinese influence, good for them all involved building roads, and they say they are involved big time in the mining industry.
Just sprayed myself with insect repellent, started to feel like I was elevating form the legs, up. Going to shutdown curl I, need some good sleep for tomorrow little drive.
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