It feels a bit like a monastery here. Lizards run away from me when I try to walk the path from the down-house to the upper-house, where the community-room, music-room and kitchen is. The intense smell of Linden penetrates my body. All nature is big here. It flows, as I flow. My day consists of meditation, eating – collected from the garden, cleaning and sleeping. I am not in the hotel anymore.
In two weeks it will be three years ago that I left for a landtrip and break from work and study for a couple of months. I hitchhiked to Mongolia, after that to Iran – and started cycling which made me ending up in Bulgaria with injuries in my knees. So if you want to know why Bulgaria, this is why Bulgaria. I kept making new plans for hitchhiking new continents, crossing the ocean by hitchhiking but every time when went into the plan-thinking, my body hurt. It kept telling me: Rein, you have to go inside. I shared a lot about meditation in my video’s and blogs while I didn’t truly know what meditation is. That’s no problem, I was on my way to where I am now. .
One month ago I stopped the hotel-project. Busy with helping people, I was avoiding going to the core of my restlessness. I will try to describe in some short sentences what it gives me now: Being one with everything, close to nature, being with people that have the same knowledge, drives and plans and a little amount of chemicals, sweets and electricity. I am diving, deeper and deeper. Going trough fears, embracing, living. The restlessness is fading away and I feel that I am going to a place that I didn’t visit for a long time.
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For almost a month, I didn’t write a blog. A new project emerged out of the growing friendship with my Bulgarian friend who has a rest-house, deep in the Bozoritsa forest.
When I sit in front of the house, catching the first sunbeams of the spring – I hear the small river, down in the valley. On my left, twenty meters from me, there is the natural spring that gives access to a continuous stream of living water. Taking some rest from Vrav, I am realizing myself that for this period of my life I have to allow myself to have some basic facilities. Being in and around the rest-house – seeing it’s great potential to put my gathered knowledge of the past years into practice, I offered my help. This is how my life goes from being a nomad with a backpack/bicycle towards a sort of rest-house coordinator, taking the lead in a team of four people, including me. I feel honoured that my friend trusts me and my knowledge with his property to make the place self sustainable. The compost-bin is realized, we are working on the first small permaculture fundament together with Merope and the total garden is being cleaned by the hard working work-awayers that learn me how to be a better manager. I’ve made some short/mid/long term goals. If you have questions or suggestions, let me know.
Short-term goals (1/2 months)
– One permaculture garden
– At least one compost toilet outside
– Functional kitchen compost system
– Separating the trash so the only garbage will be plastic
Mid-term goals (between now and 12 months)
– The whole property as permaculture garden
– Connecting the rest-house with the water from the well
– Find an alternative for electricity (Probably propeller on hill)
– Start creating home made cleaning products instead of chemicals used for cleaning – and after that a proper water filter system (Aquaponics)
– A mindset change from consumerism towards a holistic conscious view and transformation from mainstream tourism towards ecotourism
Long-term goals (1/2 years)
– The whole property designed according to the permaculture philosophy
– Only Eco-tourism
– A place full of creativity and light that can shine into the villages and cities around and being an example for Eco-tourism
– ZERO WASTE
No one is younger than seventy in the bus from Vrav to Vidin. They left to a ‘better’ world, their children and grandchildren. Most of the houses are empty around the villages and small city’s. Lot’s of Balkan villages are right now elderly villages that saw most of youngsters leaving and their houses crumble.
We started our project in the most North-West corner of Bulgaria in a village with 200 people in winter. The villagers know us better every day by visiting the local pub and church to get to speak to the people. We insulated one room in the 1939 and moved in three days ago. There is no running water, but we take drinking water from the neighbors and for the water to do the dishes/laundry/shower we melt the snow. The stove is working, after Freddy cleaned the chimney. That is necessary because it will be -20 in January. The focus is now on wood, insulating and making contact with the village. Feel welcome to come by!
I take a break from cycling to hibernate in the Bulgarian mountains. I return to Czech to volunteer for a while in a democratic school and leave again to cycle in the direction of the Danube delta in Romania.
#30 – I am hitching to Bulgaria due to pain in my knees from the cycling, hibernating to finally hitch back to Czech Republic
#31 – Back in the Czech Republic, I start volunteering in a Democratic School. However, after a couple of month’s my restless body makes me leave by bicycle again.
Film that I made for Donum Felix (the democratic school)