Grande... en el metro e c'e un Italiano accanto mio e si senti a qualquno qui parla francese non troppo lontano... Mi piace tanto Mosca...
And as time passes (I've been here for 20 days already!!!) I start to be able to take time to enjoy my coffee... and so I'll also take time to tell you about my encounters that have broken the myth: cold hearted, distant, vodka drunken Russian only in movies....
Second meeting with Irina. I was lost on her glance. The thought of seeing her sorrounded by SouthAmericans (She will shortly be in BsAires) and feeling totally at home was occupying my head when a tap on my shoulder gets me out of trance. The bowl had already made it once around & it was my turn again: Здоровья и счастья всем друзьям - Health and Happines to all the ones we Love:
Vodka and Lemon. Vodka as an element of pure energy. The lemon as a cleansing agent. My turn again: Здоровья.... Incredible how fast a bowl can go around in a circle of 20. Notions of time become relative here as well. Awesome. "Grab the bottom of the bowl. Yes. With your left hand. Make a fist. That way you close the circle of energy flowing thru you when you drink it and you reopen it when you stop... It's the chankra..."
I truly adore rituals. 3rd bowl now and a new arrival surprises me as he takes his first sip of the bowl. An 11 yo who quickly runs for grapes after he finishes drinking...
Food makes its way to the room. Tomatoes, grapes, bread, salads, cheese, salame & finally: the plov: this mixture of vegetables and meats. Filing. Conversation dwindles. Some people enjoy their food in silence. Compliments to the Chef gets mixed up with calls of "more chilli pls" Influence of the Caucass has spiced up "bland russian food" (their words not mine) to the point of taking the spices as their own...
As one more bowl of vodka starts to go around, I get the signal from Irina. Time to depart. Not before having made my usual "Peru is great. Go there!!" speech, I know it by heart now, & having made some more great contacts: Boris, Anton & Masha (you'll hear from her later...)
My departing thought:
"Sufism (the people in whose traditions we just took part of) is about forgetting everything but God: no religions, no rites... Thats all we ever wanted: to get close to Her. By means of beauty, music, art, vodka, love, ideals of sharing....
Vodka?!? ....
yes, Vodka....
And as time passes (I've been here for 20 days already!!!) I start to be able to take time to enjoy my coffee... and so I'll also take time to tell you about my encounters that have broken the myth: cold hearted, distant, vodka drunken Russian only in movies....
Second meeting with Irina. I was lost on her glance. The thought of seeing her sorrounded by SouthAmericans (She will shortly be in BsAires) and feeling totally at home was occupying my head when a tap on my shoulder gets me out of trance. The bowl had already made it once around & it was my turn again: Здоровья и счастья всем друзьям - Health and Happines to all the ones we Love:
Vodka and Lemon. Vodka as an element of pure energy. The lemon as a cleansing agent. My turn again: Здоровья.... Incredible how fast a bowl can go around in a circle of 20. Notions of time become relative here as well. Awesome. "Grab the bottom of the bowl. Yes. With your left hand. Make a fist. That way you close the circle of energy flowing thru you when you drink it and you reopen it when you stop... It's the chankra..."
I truly adore rituals. 3rd bowl now and a new arrival surprises me as he takes his first sip of the bowl. An 11 yo who quickly runs for grapes after he finishes drinking...
Food makes its way to the room. Tomatoes, grapes, bread, salads, cheese, salame & finally: the plov: this mixture of vegetables and meats. Filing. Conversation dwindles. Some people enjoy their food in silence. Compliments to the Chef gets mixed up with calls of "more chilli pls" Influence of the Caucass has spiced up "bland russian food" (their words not mine) to the point of taking the spices as their own...
As one more bowl of vodka starts to go around, I get the signal from Irina. Time to depart. Not before having made my usual "Peru is great. Go there!!" speech, I know it by heart now, & having made some more great contacts: Boris, Anton & Masha (you'll hear from her later...)
My departing thought:
"Sufism (the people in whose traditions we just took part of) is about forgetting everything but God: no religions, no rites... Thats all we ever wanted: to get close to Her. By means of beauty, music, art, vodka, love, ideals of sharing....
Vodka?!? ....
yes, Vodka....
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