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| Cenas elétricas /Electrical stuff |
Na quinta-feira acordei com alguma inquietação. Depois de dar comida aos gatos, fui espreitar a sala de controlo do sistema elétrico. Uma luz vermelha rotulada de ‘Erro’ estava acesa. Então ele ontem à noite veio aqui e deixou isto assim? Ao lado, um pequeno ecrã digital apresentava 4 modos do invertor. Coloquei no ‘off’ e a luz de erro desapareceu. Tentei todos os outros modos mas a luz não voltou a aparecer e eu não sabia em que modo estava inicialmente. Deixei desligado.
Abordei o Michael para tentar perceber se estava sob o seu controlo e as indicações foram negativas. Passei o pequeno-almoço a pensar naquilo. Que modo estaria escolhido antes de mexer naquilo. Voltei a lá ir. Perdi-me um bocado nos menus e lá consegui voltar ao que estava. Desta vez deixei no ‘on’. Voltei para casa e luzes da noite anterior estavam agora acesas. Com uma alegria interior e um certo alívio, poderia dizer ao Michael que tinha resolvido o problema. Ele ficou preocupado que tivesse andado a mexer em sistemas tão sensíveis e caros sem lhe ter dito nada. Fê-lo de uma forma bastante pacífica. Na altura culpei o meu instinto de sobrevivência por ter tomado aquela atitude mas, após uma situação parecida no dia seguinte em que achava que a ferramenta escolhida pelo Michael não era a mais indicada e uma conversa com o Mark, comecei a reconhecer um certo chico-espertinhismo meu e alguma negatividade apontada ao Michael. Parece que a vida aqui também nos dá tempo para olharmos para nós próprios.
As refeições melhoraram muito com a Evelyn e até tivémos bolo de chcolate (que loucura!).
O Mark também parece muito mais tranquilo e cooperativo com as tarefas em geral. E tem feito umas chapati óptimas!
As tarefas têm sido recolher e armazenar lenha, criar regos nas encostas seguindo as linhas naturais destas para retenção da água das chuvas, arrancar silvas, recolher sementes de cravo do México e quinoa selvagem, instalar guias para fisális, limpar e lixar uma mezanine, etc..
Sexta à noite, após o Michael se ter deitado ficámos os 3 na lareira até mais tarde que o costume. Voltei a cometer o erro de fumar um cigarro após longo jejum. Como me chegou a acontecer com o tabaco do Freitas, fiquei mal disposto e com suores por alguns minutos. (Estou-me a limpar)
É engraçado com pessoas de sítios tão distintos têm sentimentos tão parecidos em relação a trabalhos, a festas loucas, a relações amorosas, à liberdade e à paz. (Retive algo que o Mark parecia muito convicto: a criação de idealizações só traz transtornos. O melhor é estar aberto para o que cada dias nos traz). Outra coisa em que estávamos todos de acordo: Alimentar a nossa curiosidade viajando continua a ter prioridade sobre o nosso conforto.
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| Uma de muitas salamandras /One of many salamanders |
On Thursday I woke up restless. After feeding the cats, I went to check the electrical system control room. A red light labeled 'error' was on. So he came here last night and left this like that? Next to it, a small digital screen showed 4 invertor modes. I put it in the 'off' and the error light turned off. I tried all other ways but the light did not reappear and I didn't know which was the initially chosen option. I let it off.
I approached Michael to try to see if it was under his control and the indications were negative. I spent the breakfast thinking about that. Which option was chosen before I touched it. I went back there. I got lost a bit in the menus and I managed to get back to the inverter one. This time I turned it 'on'. I got back home and lights of last night were now on. With an inner joy and some relief I could tell Michael that I had solved the problem. He got worried that I had been handling such sensitive and expensive system without have said anything to him. He did it in a very peaceful manner. At the time I blamed my survival instinct for taking that attitude but after a similar situation the next day that I thought Michael had chosen the not most appropriate tool and a chat with Mark, I began to recognize a certain exceeded confidence over farm manners and my negativity towards Michael. It seems that life here also gives us time to look at ourselves.
The meals have improved a lot with Evelyn and we even had chcolate cake (crazy!).
Mark also looks much more peaceful and cooperative with the tasks in general. And has done a great chapati!
The tasks have been gather and store firewood, create swales in slopes following the natural lines of those for retention of rainwater, pull out brambles, collect seeds from Mexico clove and wild quinoa, install guides for fisális, clean and sand one mezzanine, etc..
Friday night, after Michael went to bed we were 3 in the fireplace until later than usual. I made, again, the mistake of smoking a cigarette after long fast. As it happened with Freitas tobacco, I got unwell and sweating for a few minutes. (I am becoming cleaned)
It's funny how people from such different places have feelings so similar in relation to work, to crazy parties, to loving relationships, to freedom and peace. (I got something that Mark seemed very convinced: Creating idealizations only brings disorders. The best is to be open to what each day brings us). Another thing that we all agree: Feeding our curiosity, traveling, is yet more important than our comfort.
I approached Michael to try to see if it was under his control and the indications were negative. I spent the breakfast thinking about that. Which option was chosen before I touched it. I went back there. I got lost a bit in the menus and I managed to get back to the inverter one. This time I turned it 'on'. I got back home and lights of last night were now on. With an inner joy and some relief I could tell Michael that I had solved the problem. He got worried that I had been handling such sensitive and expensive system without have said anything to him. He did it in a very peaceful manner. At the time I blamed my survival instinct for taking that attitude but after a similar situation the next day that I thought Michael had chosen the not most appropriate tool and a chat with Mark, I began to recognize a certain exceeded confidence over farm manners and my negativity towards Michael. It seems that life here also gives us time to look at ourselves.
The meals have improved a lot with Evelyn and we even had chcolate cake (crazy!).
Mark also looks much more peaceful and cooperative with the tasks in general. And has done a great chapati!
The tasks have been gather and store firewood, create swales in slopes following the natural lines of those for retention of rainwater, pull out brambles, collect seeds from Mexico clove and wild quinoa, install guides for fisális, clean and sand one mezzanine, etc..
Friday night, after Michael went to bed we were 3 in the fireplace until later than usual. I made, again, the mistake of smoking a cigarette after long fast. As it happened with Freitas tobacco, I got unwell and sweating for a few minutes. (I am becoming cleaned)
It's funny how people from such different places have feelings so similar in relation to work, to crazy parties, to loving relationships, to freedom and peace. (I got something that Mark seemed very convinced: Creating idealizations only brings disorders. The best is to be open to what each day brings us). Another thing that we all agree: Feeding our curiosity, traveling, is yet more important than our comfort.
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| O Mark atrai gatos / Mark atracts cats |
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