Sunday, 27 April 2008
With eyes opened we see past the fabricated barricades past the double glazed shiny masks and see a hurting dark world where people are lost and lonely. NEED YoU.
What we have discovered
That which is being recovered and restored
setting something deep within
back into place…
is HOPE is LIFE
if this is REAL then the TRUTH is terrifying yet beautiful all in one breath
that which we have in our hands
a gift – we claim no credit
is more precious than GOLD
why are we hiding it away in buildings
10 o’clock Sunday mornings
In places people don’t feel welcome to walk in
Without applying the fake smile and ‘I’m fine thanks’
And where others are creeping out the back door
Crying into the night
Because the good part of the news was obscured from view
Thursday, 24 April 2008
“Can you imagine what it is to cross an ocean? For weeks you see nothing but the horizon, perfect and empty.
You live in the grip of fear;
Fear of storms, fear of sickness onboard, fear of the immensity.
So you must drive that fear down deep into your belly
Study your charts
Watch your compass
Pray for a fair wind
Pure naked fragile hope
At first its no more than a haze on the horizon
So you watch
And as the smudge, a shadow on the far water
For a day
For another day
The stain slowly spreads along the horizon taking form
Until on the third day
You let yourself believe
You dare to whisper the word
The true adventure
Coming out of the vast unknown
Out of the immensity
Into new life
That, your majesty, is the new world"
Saturday, 19 April 2008
Friday, 18 April 2008
Feria is... both a MASSIVE funfair and over a thousand parties going on at once. Just south of Los Remedios, on land specially set aside for this week in April, about 1400 small marquees are set up, side-to-side, lining streets decorated with lights and filled seemingly all the inhabitants of Sevilla and more! The contrast of dodgems, blaring music from every ride, teenagers dressed in mini skirts with horses and carts, Sevillana music and ladies looking beautiful in the traditional dresses was quite surreal, and the whole affair was a lot bigger than i'd expected.
The "casetas", as the marquees are named, are generally owned by families or societies who pay throughout the year for the privilege. They are decorated exquisitely inside and only friends are allowed in. On friday night i somehow managed to enter at least three! Not by any aquaintance of mine, but through the friend of the ex flatmate of a friend... yep one of those! But anyways there i found myself, attempting to dance the traditional dance of Sevillanas (NOT a type of flamenco!) and drinking manzanilla wine. still not worked out what manzanilla is! After eventually gettin over my self-consciousness at being a blatent foreigner and having no clue how to dance, i really enjoyed myself and we were out until 6am!
Over the weekend I ended up going 3 more times! once during the day on saturday when we were nearly run over by all the horses and carts; again on saturday night with lots of friends (when i unexpectedly got to wear one of those beautiful (very flattering!) dresses) and again on sunday for the grand finale of amazing fireworks.
Good times, good times!