Tuesday, March 25, 2008

continued schooling in argentina, life is a lesson

i miss the dacres farm and the people, it has been a lot of learning here, i hope that i return more compassionate for the people who are pledging and actualizing their lives to this cause, for me such a difficult balance to be assertive and proactive yet understanding of the many stages we are all at...i am looking forward to getting back to the farm and putting my back to it, i know we got a great thing going, the challenging part seems to be our combined passions and energies can conflict at times, we just hafta take the time to be aware that we all want similar goals and we can share time and space together despite our idiosyncracies etc...
vida told me the other day that she was unsure how long she was gonna stay on this property in Argentina, this is after i have been putting in 12+ hour days sweating my arse off often alone in a field pulling quack grass and making raised beds, it sorta threw me for a loop, then i remembered saying much the same thing during the first couple years at dacres, and shit even now who is to say how long it can go along without a dedicated crew...eventually i hope to come to internalize that uncertainty continues to be part of life and we must continue despite, in fact we must be strong enough to fight this uncertainty off and be more resolved to see it through, it really is an internal struggle that we all must face in order to bring our best forward..

today we poured a shit load of concrete, the guy who has been the boss had to take off to another meeting and i was sorta letting the paid help handle the pour, i was more interested in finishing the field work and i hate concrete...as things manifested i was called upon to be a part of the pour and the first half was a messy bit of chaos with the architect holding the chute, concrete was flying everywhere it was not supposed to be and there was curses in several languages, then adriana the architect was injured with some cement to the eye and i was ready to throw in the towel after the first truck...it was disheartening, i am uncertain of my role here on this job site, i am not the one who will see this house completed, nor am i the best communicator in spanish especially during a critical juncture like a concrete pour, also there are other egos involved and well we are humans here...during break between trucks, vida and i had a heart to heart in which she excels at being there for others, truly a spirit that i aspire to be....
when the truck came back i sorta took over and things worked much better, smooth and quick, assertion through hand signals and physical actualizing, doing things i have experince and can manifest, the truck driver gave me the thumbs up and a slap on the back and in this business that is the sign of success...not sure what that means other than we just gotta search for the role in which we can be most helpful in the nicest way possible, sounds easy but gosh at times it can be challenging for me
rite now i am in an internet cafe with a bunch of kids who just got out of school, they are shooting each other on the computer and i am about to put a dacres sticker in the bathroom and get a forty for the bike ride home
hope to see everyone in april, D Acres 2008 is gonna be a blast

we will have some pics online shortly, you gotta see the house and the field to believe.....
ciao for now
josh t

2 comments:

louie'sfolks said...

sounds like a valuable learning experience there that can be applied to DAcres. A good supportive crew is, I agree, vital.

Debbie said...

I am very inspired by so much of what I read on your blog. To go to a foreign land and work with the indigenous population on that level is never easy, but the exchange of ideas, philosophies, and even smiles is just what the world needs right now. To show we are not all selfish imperialists. My days of traveling and volunteering abroad are probably over so i look forward to reading about such efforts.

Reading the blogs motivates and teaches me to to be a better global citizen. Thank you!

Debbie Collura