The other day the power company came out and finished the job of installing power poles. Three to be exact; now I should explain that the infrastructure of the village is non to barely existent and we rely upon ourselves and others nearby for help on important issues. Power goes out, we fix it ourselves…
Until this year; the power company has now been rebuilding our electrical infrastructure. Our line of the electrical trunk is now 100% concrete poles and totally new wire. Why before all this we even had one pole so rotted out, that we had to lay a thin pine tree stripped of its limbs and wire it against that pole, buried in the ground to keep our electricity on…
Other words, we made our own telephone pole and make shifted (called nigger rigging in my world) it to at least have some mimeograph of a power supply…
I feel blessed and modernization of our electrical system is the only issue that I care to make sure is up to date and I know the village people are very happy and satisfied with the electrical lattice in place now…
I am… 🙂
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Yesterday I was having a conversation with a man who is a college professor in Moscow, he speaks good English and is very intelligent. His wife is a English teacher in a university also in Moscow and it is nice to be able to communicate in English to have a discussion. I also feel better having someone near, who can better understand me if an accident happens. My Russian is weak and when I have to get excited, I just forget it all in a hand basket…
He told me that he is here to heal! I am gathering that he has had some health issues and he has been down in the dumps over it. While he did not tell specifics and asking is not the way it is done here, for fear of being rude and nosy. I picked up pieces of conversation and realized that he must of had an operation of some type. Thus he is good, but not a 100%…
We talked about how being in the village heals you and it has to do with air quality, water quality and most of all, the monastery is a healing monastery from the female monastery beginnings. Russians are superstitious and believe things like that; but as I have found out, the monastery has healing properties and I even keep a brick and a tile from the original buildings in the village home…
Maybe I am full of it and it is all mental attitude, but who cares? For if it works, do not mess with it and I am simply in great shape now mentally and physically…
I have also watched this intelligent, wonderful and wise man; go from sitting in the shade and staring lifelessly; to mowing his grass and digging in the garden again and he says, “Thank the Good Lord for giving my health back!”
I said a silent prayer for him right then and then this morning, awhile ago, as I walked Boza and we walked across the crest of an old sand dune, overlooking the valley of the Para River. I realized that God speaks in may ways and many styles; you have to find the way for you to get in touch with him. You do not even have to really believe all that strongly in him, just allow a little touch of sanity to get to you and you will find that life flows in a more unified pattern all on its own…
I am not a religious man by any means, but I do believe that we are all here on earth as a byproduct of intervention from a higher source. I do believe that we need to have some enlightenment and even if it is in our head, that direction is always there and we need to tap it to get our lives together…
Religious in one particular sect, I am not a believer, but believing in spirituality, soul and power of healing in many forms, I do accept…
There are things above and beyond our understand in our infancy period, we will either survive this infantile times or be destroyed. If we survive, we may become something wonderful, maybe something that only God can see at this stage of our existence…
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Now I am tearing the other side yard apart. I am saving the back for last, for it has too many surprises in store for me and I have to be very careful in the back. I am finishing the fence around the home and to do that, you have to clean first. What you see is a huge difference from what was there; I am going to plant white lilacs and currant bushes. In a few days I will fence the back side of this section and I have an idea for separation of yard and garden, in my mind at least for now. I am running out of decent fence posts and really need to go cut some in the next week or so…
The fire is a spot that we had a huge terrible cherry tree. It had no flavor and few cherries. I remember Vova’s face a few weeks ago as he grabbed some of the cherries and tried to eat them. He spit them out and made terrible faces. I laughed and laughed…
One thing that is starting to become prevalent to me; the more I clear. The more yard I have to keep trimmed… 🙂 Oops…
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This is peacefulness at its finest…
I work, he rests and guards the yard…
Now that is life at its finest…
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That is it for today; I am going to take it easy, lots of people in the village this weekend and it is time to relax and enjoy the fruits of my labor to this point…
Have a nice day…
Post by Kyle Keeton
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