Sister Agnes, The Chairman, and I

Poster advertising Conference

I’ll send an email about the conference on Organic Farming and Human Rights; if you don’t receive it, and have any interest in knowing more, send along a note. In the meantime, I can only say this: it was one of those days that reminds me I MOST ASSUREDLY CAME TO INDIA FOR THE MYSTERY.

Sister Agnes moves very fast; here, she is off to change her sari before the Conference. Scheduled for 10, it began shortly after The Chairman arrived -- shortly after 11.

On the Road

Sugarcane en route to the processing plant.

...and from the front.

Penultimate Destination: Sugarcane Processing Plant

The Ultimate Destination, and imho as good as it looks. Regarding color production, I chose not to ask.

"Lunch!" said Najaam, and then he made an eating gesture with his hand, which I at first mistook for "The lambs are going to eat lunch."

Yes, lunch.

“Koh-Koh” at Bless School: Grey Duck + Tag.

Eying the object - the other team!

The real object seems to be to Run around as fast as you can – while yelling – in case you’re not already sweltering ( I don’t discount the possibility of major projection on my part).

Sr. Rosita’s Place

Just 1.5 kms from the ashram – I rode [on the back of] a motor scooter – a lively ICM nun runs a daycare for the elderly, a preschool, tailor training, as well as typewriter and computer skills centers.

Elegant and talented, Sanjevey spends his days in Eldercare. He sings beautifully - this photo shows him finishing one of his chants. He has been blind for years.

The preschoolers were inside eating their snack, mostly thali (which always looks to me like tapas-in-a-metal cup)

"I am four!"

Teacher In-Service

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No day off for an in-service HERE. Saturday. 9-noon. Thanks to several FB friends, I went laden with ideas, from  Head-and-Shoulders and Simon Says, to  Hokey Pokey and Mirror Music. Great time, with only one Coconut Water drink . ACTUALLY, I had TWO glasses. Note to Self & to MIB: coconut water, which I hadn’t tasted since Angkor Wat years ago w. Elizabeth, seems better than Gatorade, or maybe it was the simple of semi-cool liquid, after jumping around (yes) in 86 F?

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My NEW Place

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I moved 2 days ago, and to the untrained eye the room looks little different. However, beyond the (mosquito-netted) bed is a delightful 1/2 room with…right! No more hole in the floor for me…The Plaza couldn’t have made anybody happier than this Upgrade has made me.

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Ananda Ashram: The Way In

Starting at dawn, I walk this road to the chapel 7 or 8 times a day. If you think it looks pleasant, think it feels peaceful, wonder if I feel fortunate to be here — yes!

The School is named “Bless”

In many ways, “Bless” [sic] is half the reason I came here. I went out for the morning, to meet the children and teachers. The flowers, the ceremony, lovely if overwhelming. Great hope for the future (next week): some work out there.

I was met at the door…

The children, pre-school through age 10, are astonishingly beautiful.

As always, willing to stand on my head to be understood

Me, trying to read the puzzle on the board. Boy, recognizing a photo-op.

…and what to my wondering eyes should appear…

This morning’s walk down the road to Ananda behind Sisters ML and S became this video! (I realize it doesn’t look like much, but those treetops had to be 50 feet above my head)

Tell-tale sign: the bamboo ladder


Heading down after three minutes’ work

Everybody works here

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