Choosing Love – Thank you Mother India/ Part 4

Moving on

Day 4 –  23rd April 2018

 The morning awakens in slow motion and once again we get to enjoy breakfast with our new friends and meet more. 

One of them is the Green Man of India – Abdul Ghani  – who tells us amazing stories about the Green School he works at in Kerala and his Tree Ambulance and the way he came out of banking to dedicate himself to social change and to teaching about ecological sustainability and upscaling.

There are so many fascinating people out there! Yes, there is a lot of not so good stuff going on in the world, but on the other hand there is also so much going on as a consequence of this – so many people testing their Love limits and going beyond what was thought possible in order to bring about positive and constructive change.

Existence and its Universal Wisdom functions in such a poignant and I must say perfect way in order to bring about Gratitude, Love, Joy, Harmony, Balance, Peace, Respect, Generosity… to bring about the gifts of Isness into each heart, each life, that though our judgemental Mind wants to keep on criticizing all that is “out of order”, it is exactly this seeming “chaos” that births God in each One. 

Earth is a challenging but masterful University, where we all get to learn what we are ready to embrace. And the most mind-boggling thing is that every single one of us gets to experience the exact reality that serves our level of counsciousness, life creating a scale of exactly appropriate proportions in order to ensure evolution and expansion, like the ebb and flow of the waves in an ocean of possibilities so vast it cannot be comprehended by the Human Ego.

As the Universe keeps its endless dance of existence gracefully moving on, all of us back at the Gateway Hotel Ganges are waiting around in the lobby, once again not knowing exactly when we are leaving for the “Conference” Hall. It was to be at 10.30 am but now it’s apparently at 11.30 am which in fact turns out to be 12.30.

I do not get to speak after all, which is actually great so I get to appreciate everyone’s contribution on stage fully.

Amit Talwar and Abdul Ghani

Speeches, Awards, lunch and a visit to the recently inaugurated Exhibition, which holds absolutely stunning pieces of local arts and crafts. Our hearts are full and overflowing and we don't really feel we missed anything, as in - we are content with all we have received and not longing for anything we could have done.

Ah, and I have not told you about the Exhibition where local hand-loom weavers are showcasing the most delicately woven stoles, saris, dresses... The aesthetic proportions of Indian clothing, the combination of colours, textures, transparencies and opacities, the sheer joy they radiate, intricate, royal, the almost ethereal beauty is a sensual feast for the eyes that speaks directly to the Soul. I am in complete awe, deeply grateful to have this opportunity to behold such creative grandness.

Thank you and again and again THANK YOU!

Blessed be this entire experience. Namasté!

Fulfilled and at the end of this part of our journey, we still have two hours left before our train takes us to Khajuraho, where we will be spending around 2 days.

We eventually head back to the Hotel where everyone is leaving or has left already and we just thankfully sit on a comfortable sofa in the lobby's freshness, waiting until it’s time to come out onto the street and get a Tuc Tuc to the station.

When we arrive it is the usual hustle and bustle of train stations in India with everyone sitting or lying anywhere and everywhere. The simplicity of it makes me smile. It’s as if these beautiful people are always ready to sit "around a camp fire" and enjoy each other’s company, in total acceptance of all things as they are.

Our train arrives late but no one is complaining.

This is my first experience in Sleeper Class, travelling with the windows open because there is no air-con and the heat is strong.

I decide to just lie up on my bunk bed and absorb the journey in silence, peacefully accepting the noise outside and the din of people speaking inside at all hours, the lights going on and off at each one’s leisure. No one really seems to care much whether they are disturbing others and on the other hand no one shows signs of feeling disturbed either. So I just let myself slip in and out of sleep and accept absolutely everything, tapping into the freedom of being attuned with Isness within, irrespective of what is going on outside.

Love says: One can either choose to resist Life and clash against it or blend with it and let it flow through you, dancing with it.

I definitely choose to dance with it.

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Read Post 1 of this series here, post 2 here and post 3 here.

Choosing Love - Thank you Mother India / Post 3

Acceptance

Day 3 – 22nd April 2018

Imagine you have a lemon in your hand, you cut it in half and then squeeze the juice out of it in order to delight yourself with its refreshing taste and extraordinary qualities.

This is more or less what happened to us while in Benares – another name for Varanasi.

It’s the second day here and the Schedule for the event we have been invited to attend remains unclear. No one in the organization has any idea when we will be going to the exhibition hall, where there are supposed to be some talks and I am supposed to speak at one supposedly about creative ways for the hand-loom weavers to get their message further. 

Today it is also fashion show day and our new friend, the renowned designer Amit Talwar will be busy all day preparing the beautiful group of young girls and boys who have just arrived for breakfast.

Not knowing our next steps leaves us with plenty of unexpected time. It’s like finding a time pouch hidden in the treasure chest of this so far beautiful day.

I look at the inviting pool in the garden and it seems to me like the most immediate best option. It is over 40º C here and going out for a tour would not only compromise our presence at the Exhibition, since we have no timetable to guide our steps, but is also heavy duty with the heat making it hard to function outside. So the pool it is.

There is no one here, which offers this entire space to my grateful self. The pool has these beautiful blue flowers designed on the floor, like a silk handloomed stole and I start dancing around them, dancing in the water, with the soft breeze and the scent of fresh grass, admiring the sky’s impeccable clarity and the trees’ abundant foliage, round and round as joyful peace bubbles up from my belly all the way to my head, in a daze of pure bliss.

Pedro comes down a while later and we both enjoy the water’s soothing touch as it melts away the heat and brings us to a place of joyful serenity.

Amidst this beautiful scenario my inner voice whispers: Choosing to embrace Life in Blissful Gratitude will inevitably lead to permanent Grateful Bliss.

And so it is.

The day flows on languidly as we wait for the time to come in the comfort of the Gateway Hotel Ganges’s 5 star amenities. The strangest yet most relaxing thing is, however, not knowing when the time we are waiting for is!

It is almost 3 pm and I decide to go downstairs to see whether there is any sign of us imminently moving somewhere. Nothing.

I ask whether lunch is still being served and apparently, if we come right now, we can still enjoy it. 

Mansi Mahajan (WEF's outstanding on-stage host) and her husband Byron also have the same idea and this is how we meet these absoluely amazing Soul Brother and Sister whom we connect with immediately. It’s as if our Souls had been waiting for this moment to celebrate our reunion and thus our lunch is indeed a delicious and bountiful celebration – life overjoyed to serve us its very best moments.

At around 5 pm Amit comes in. He’s been rehearsing with the young models all day and apparently has just come back to refresh himself before going back. This is our chance to finally go to the venue, where we will after all be seeing the Silk Sari fashion show. We actually go in the same car as a load of absolutely stunning Saris and cerimonial dresses so we are lavishly accompanied, or are we the ones escorting these precious garbs? One way or another we are on our way.

The stage, the chairs, the lights, the sound, eveything seems to be ready to start at 6 pm but alas 7pm strikes and we are all still waiting.

Meanwhile we entertain ourselves in conversation with our fellow attendees and eventually the time we had no idea about gracefully presents itself.

Beauty. Amazing, breathtaking beauty files before our eyes for hours. Each attire is special and just being there, sitting in silent appreciation of this outstanding profusion of sparkling colour, flowing like satin smoke before my eyes, is like opening Ali Ba Ba’s Cave and finding his treasure intact. Wow!

There are more and more and more models and after about 3 hours the public starts to become gittery, hungry and not so receptive, despite the abundant beauty.

Round about 11 pm we leave with some other guests and right when we think we are going to the Hotel to rest, we find out we are still being taken to dinner! And so be it.

It is a rather quick occasion, since everyone is by now feeling tired but there is still opportunity to meet some more fantastic people and have some more interesting conversations.

There’s this thing about India, that one can have a deeply meaningful conversation with just about anyone. This is another one of the things about this glorious country that fascinates me.

Well the day has come to an end. A peculiar one, indeed, but filled with exquisite surprises.

A sublime artistic moment before the Fashion show...

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Read Post 1 of this series here and post 2 here.

What are you?

The way you feel and see yourself determines the way Life happens: to or for you.

You could believe/feel you are just Human and therefore powerless against the odds of fate.

You could believe/feel you are Human but also Divine and therefore somehow intermittently influenced by the Divine.

You could believe/feel you are Divine but also Human, and therefore a Divine being living Human experiences, where everything is possible.

Here is a Gift from my Soul to yours: over 20 Conscious Breath Sessions to bask in the Peace within.

Choosing Love – Thank you Mother India/ Post 2

Diving in

Day 1 – 20th April 2018

 Having left home yesterday morning, we finally arrive in New Delhi this morning, feeling a little bit jet lagged but triumphantly happy: we’re finally in India again!

Unlike many, I enjoy long flights. They give me plenty of time to sit in silence and practice stillness. 

And if not, I can always read or watch a movie, listen to music, sleep or even have meaningful conversations so each moment since we take off, including the in-between stop over, is part of the package of unusual circumstances involved in travelling and removes the expectation of being headed somewhere, since arriving there is just one more part of the constant journey of Life.

Arriving in India, I must say, is always somehow unsettling. Not necessarily in a negative way, for me. The first thing that strikes me is the special scent – to me it smells of incense and varied spices always, and this in itself has a powerful uplifting effect. It sort of switches on another level of sensory awareness.

Then, it’s the amount of people. Always so many everywhere – especially in huge cities like New Delhi! Nevertheless, I feel at home with people here. There is an intrinsic kindness I can’t quite describe, but it makes me feel welcome anywhere I go. It’s like India opens its arms wide and receives me with a celebrating heart each time I get to touch its land.

Then, at this time of the year, it’s the heat. Today, however, there is a soft breeze that lightly soothes the hot air - at least now in the morning. 

Then, it is the noise out in the streets. Hooting traffic and people speaking and moving all over. Different kinds of music playing and mixing with each other. TVs going on and on like a record turning, playing advertisements, bollywood series, news… All of this is overwhelming to me. After a while I need to get away from the noise, just for a while, to breathe deeply and get ready for more.

Then, it is the heaps of rubbish sitting on the sidewalks, on the streets, basically anywhere one looks there is some sort of debris, be it refuse or potholes, gravel, stones, never ending road works and repairs that somehow often look shabbily unfinished… This is part of India and though it can be saddening, I choose to accept it as it is. Hopefully, somehow, there will be a gradual turnaround in the rubbish issue, as rag pickers keep earning their keep collecting it for recycling and as more and more youngsters start creating alternatives to the endless platic piles.

Then, it’s the intense colours. They are all around us, creating a vibrant cocktail that almost tastes like a blend of tropical fruit. Speaking of which, reminds me of the food stall vendors and the delicious mango, banana, coconut… someone selling something everywhere. I believe India has more entreprenurs per squate metre than anywhere else. There is always something to trade and young men come from their hometowns into the big cities to seek a better life by owning their own tuc-tuc or whatever else inspires them to earn a dime, thus clogging the city with excessive population, pollution, dirt and poverty, not realising that far out in the countryside, cultivating a piece of land might have been a surer and more peaceful way of putting food on the table. Homelessness and begging is rampant and the fascination for the big city turns out to be a demise rather than a new lease of life. But this happens anywhere around the world – the illusion that living in urban clusters can somehow be lifesaving or lead to otherwise inaccessible riches.

We had already booked a place to stay at today, which seemed good and clean on the photos, so when we arrive at the metro station where we are supposed to get off, we ask a tuc-tuc to take us there. It so happens he says he knows where it is, but doesn’t really. No wonder! The name is not exactly the one on Booking! On an unfinished street and in a seemingly unfinished building we find it. It has been open only for a month so at least it will definitely be clean. We wonder whether it is the place we booked, but the hotel receptionist reassures us that it is and honestly we are hot and in need of a cold shower and a short nap so we give in easily. The room is acceptable, withing Indian standards, clean enough for one night, no cockroaches in sight. Actually, last time I came to India I saw none, which means my conscious choice for the best possible experience worked out pretty fine :D  

Today we have to go to the train station to buy our tickets to and from Khajuraho. When we get there, lo and behold, there are hundreds of people all over the place, sitting or lying on the ground, standing at long queues, hustling and bustling to and fro. We head to a queue and stand there patiently for a while, some men trying to cut in front of us but us not letting that happen, many bystanders staring at us as if we are misplaced, until a kind man comes to me and says we’re not supposed to be standing there because there is an airconditioned office upstairs just for tourists to get their tickets! What a mighty blessing! Choosing Love turns out to be a basic practicality of a life significantly lived, in honour for each breath.

After getting the tickets – Sleeper to go (which the assistant warns us has no AC and can get quite noisy – not recommended to tourists) and 2AC to come back because these are the only places available (2AC costs 4 times the price of Sleeper but has some very welcome amenities, such as bedsheets, blanket and pillow). One way or another we view it all as an exprience and have chosen to embrace it in its smoothest possible version, so for us it is fine just the way it is.

We decide to go up to Conaught Place for a bit of sightseeing and to grab a bite before going back to the hotel for an early night in – we have to be at the airport at 4.30 am.

After a walk around, we buy a few local pasties – sorry I can’t recall the names – and a shake and go and sit in the centre of the round “square”, so to speak. A strong wind starts whipping up and the air is so hot and polluted it becomes hard to breathe, the sun is dimmed by a greyish haze and after a short while amogst the local youngsters, who are lying and sitting on the grass, some playing music, others just hanging out with each other, we decide it’s time to call it a day and head “home”.

I love this feeling of “home” being wherever we are. It’s safe, welcoming and always the only place to be at any given moment. It completely anihilates homesickness and it creates a bond with each place we are at, now.

See you tomorrow…

Well, actually I have already told you about tomorrow in my first post of this series, so see you the following day 😊

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Read Post 1 of this series here.

The Bliss and the Ordeal of Free Will / O Êxtase e o Infortúnio do Livre Arbítrio

The Bliss and the Ordeal of Free Will 

 O Êxtase e o Infortúnio do Livre Arbítrio

The bliss and the ordeal of having Free Will is that we can choose to accept that we are God also, or we can choose to deny it. 

All of our experiences are a result of this.

There is no lack of evidence of the existence of God (in whichever way Divinty is conceived by each one of us), inasmuch as there is no lack of evidence of the opposite.

The difference is that the choice of Divinity dissolves duality, whilst the choice of oblivion perpetuates it.

When living in total surrender to our Divine nature, experiencing this Human Life in Graceful Joy, Love and Gratitude, Free Will becomes obsolete, since All is Here, Now, always. All there is left to do is flow in the immense river of our Essence. 

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O êxtase e o infortúnio do Livre Arbítrio é que podemos escolher aceitar que somos Deus também, ou podemos escolher negá-lo.

Não existem falta de provas acerca de existência de Deus (seja qual for a forma em que a Divindade é concebida por cada um), da mesma forma que não existem falta de provas do contrário.

A diferença é que a escolha da Divindade dissolve a dualidade, enquanto que a escolha do esquecimento a perpetua. 

Quando se vive em total entrega à nossa natureza Divina, levando esta experiência de Vida Humana em Alegria, Amor e Harmonia Graciosa, o Livre Arbítrio torna-se obsoleto, pois Tudo está Aqui e Agora, sempre, basta deixarmo-nos fluir no caudal imenso da nossa Essência. 

Choosing Love - Thank you Mother India/ Post 1

Maa Ganga's Bounty

Day 2 - 21st of May 2018

This is the story of a journey with our Souls, Pedro and I letting ourselves be offered life on a golden platter, experiencing our love in bountiful freedom and sharing it with the whole world.

This journey started a few months ago, from the very instant we envisioned the possibility of coming to India, both of us for the 2^nd time, though our first was at different times and to different locations.

And what spurred this possibility? Coming to the Women Economic Forum (www.wef.org.in) organized by Dr. Harbeen Arora and her beautiful soulful creation: All Ladies League, born in India to connect the whole world as One through the empowerment of feminine leadership, to walk hand in hand with the masculine, finally.

So here we are, looking at the map, exploring possibilities of where to go.

Six days for WEF New Delhi, 26^th April to 1^st of May, plus around 12 days for the Wonder-Bike ride (will tell you all about it later on).

Then I receive an invitation from Confluence Foundation to go to Varanasi to a three-day trade fair, five days before WEF, which I initially decline because I am not into textile and handicrafts trade. Nevertheless, Smita, the organizer insists that I should come anyway for India has a tradition of receiving all as family and that the Foundation will pay for the air fare from Delhi to Varanasi and back, plus hotel and meals. Since I am travelling with Pedro I ask whether he can come along also, which is, once again accepted. Thank you Smita Shrivastav for being the conveyor of this God-given opportunity.

This is how both Pedro and I got to visit the Indian Mecca city of Varanasi – tagged as the holiest city in India - with the added bonus of meeting some absolutely fantastic people who are now our friends for life. Thank you Amit Talwar, Anu Vittal, Sanjay Goyal, Nitin Nagrale, Mansi Mahajan and Byron, Carol Hanlon amongst others, for the excellent company, shared laughs, love and wisdom.

At the airport a van picks up around 15 of us and we realize many of the people on the flight were meant to come to the same Event as us. 

On the way to the Hotel, Nitin tells us that anyone who gets to go to Varanasi will surely go to Heaven and has surely been doing a lot of good deeds to be bestowed with this honour. Humbled by this knowledge, our hearts sing with glee, ready to live up to the blessings that have been showered upon us.  

Nitin asks the driver to stop at a street stall on the way, for us to try some good Chai and some fried pastries I cannot remember the name of. He advises us, however, to be careful with street food and to never eat raw vegetables. Sticking to either boiled or frozen drinks is also a strong recommendation we intend to follow.

We are then taken to the fabulous five star Gateway Hotel Ganges, where we are received with ceremonial grace, following the Indian tradition of offering a gift to guests in this case in the form of a handmade necklace as well as the Tilaka on our foreheads, made with a fragrant paste - possibly sandalwood, in the round form of a Bindi, representing the cosmos as the berth of all creative unity allowing us to see beyond the limitations of physical form and recognising each one’s divinity.

We are invited to the hotel’s restaurant for a hearty breakfast and refreshments as well as establishing the first long-lasting bonds with other guests.

Time to be at the opening ceremony is long overdue but we are eventually transported there, where there are also ambassadors from several countries, which the organization hopes to create good trade relations with in order to expand the local hand-loom weavers’ art.

Pedro and I smile at each other, not really knowing why we are here, other than the fact that being at Varanasi suffices itself.

After lunch we enjoy a relaxed afternoon at the hotel and before sundown we receive another magical present: a boat tour on the Ganges, to witness the rites and rituals performed on the Ghats and absorb the full power of centuries of devotion right to the core of our cells.

A few children come our way asking for coins and one is selling small cups called diya, made of leaves and orange flowers with a candle inside, which are used for the Ganga Aarti Ceremony, a fire ritual whereby one lights the candle and lets it float on the Ganges river, as an offering to the Goddess Ganga. I get mine, which I offer to Maa Ganga in the name of Isness.

As the large boat we are in moves away from the shore, the rituals begin, fire, incense, clanging bells, chanting… getting louder and louder as we approach the main Ghat - Dashashwamedh Ghat.

On the way we behold ceremonies of varying grandeur and are bemused by the eternally burning Ghat where funeral pyres are reduced to embers and ash, in a sacred ritual of death and rebirth. Here, hundreds of bodies are burnt day and night. Hindus believe that when the ashes of a deceased one are laid in the Ganges at Varanasi, the holiest of grounds (which is believed to be inhabited for 5000 thousand years and thus one of the oldest cities in the world), their soul will directly access Heaven and thus be relieved from the cycle of rebirth. This is called moksha and it is draped with the beauty of completeness.

Of course not all can afford this, for funeral pyres require much wood, which in turn is also taxing forests. But India is the land of all contrasts and on this journey we choose to feel, observe, accept and compassionately Be.

Witnessing the intense sacredness of all that is going on ashore, feeling the power of just Being totally here, in this extended moment of awe, my eyes fill with tears of wonder and I smile, my heart pounding strongly though fully at peace and it’s as if I am holding my hands clasped in thankful prayer for the entire length of this Ganges spectacular ritual. In complete surrender I melt into the whole scenario and become one with it.

If nothing else, this experience alone would have justified coming to Varanasi – nothing left to do or to say, such is the purposeful bliss of receiving, allowing, flowing with Life’s pure magnificence, both physical and non-physical.

Whilst on the boat we are served some delicious vegetable fries on leaf plates, which would have sufficed as dinner but much to our surprise, after the blissful boat ride we are still taken to a restaurant for a round of Indian vegetarian delicacies!

Some years ago when I was still doubting that life could be infinitely grand, and my Essence kept on telling me about Abundance’s true nature – an intrinsic reflection of All that I Am, All that We All Are – I could not have brought myself to even imagine what She meant. She (I will address my Essence as a She for the sake of being in a female body now, but Essence is genderless) would smile each time I asked my endless questions, my hows and my whys, tangled in my impossibles and She would answer “I have so much to give you, if only you will open up and accept the Love that Is All there Is, All You Are…”.

Now I am absolutely sure. There is no doubt in me whatsoever as to the profound Truth that it is our Divine nature that infuses Human experience with meaningful bliss, when allowed to, and each day is living proof of this to such an extent I have surrendered my Free Will to my Essence and know that nothing can be less than perfect, not even needing to know what perfect is.

Tomorrow I will tell you about yesterday, the day we arrived in India for what turned out to be 28 extraordinary days.

Exceptional Women of Excellence Acceptance Speech

Firstly I would like to thank Dr Harbeen Arora for sharing all that she Is with us, for creating this platform with so much Love, and also Vinay for his expanded vision and consciousness, the entire ALL Staff and the Hotel Staff who have been taking such good care of us throughout this event.

I would also like to thank my mum because she is the reason I am here, without her I wouldn’t have been born and without her lifelong support I wouldn't be who and where I am today. I likewise thank my father, because though he was never present it takes two to tango...

Now about me: I am an English Language Learning Facilitator rather than a teacher, an Isness Mentor rather than a Coach, a Changeologist which I have coined to be a Conscious Explorer of the Science of Change, an Author and an Inspirational Speaker.

My purpose is to BE the effortless bliss of Isness and I will now share my Highway of Simplicity.

The theme I am speaking on is Empowering Potential by Celebrating Togetherness and Shared Human Values.

Togetherness starts within. When we end separation inside, it becomes manifest outside.

On the other hand, we do to others what we do to ourselves so respecting our time, our space and overall energy is essential to overcome victim consciousness and thus abuse and only by releasing these patterns can we empower everyone else's potential.

We are All Human and ALL Divine at the core – all hearts speak the same language. By communicating through this wisdom we access an eternal pool of sustainable values: FREEDOM, PEACE, LOVE, RESPECT, HARMONY, JOY... and so many others, thus eliminating the need for positive thinking or learnt values – they are naturally intrinsic qualities of the Divine Oneness that we already are.

I will now share a few practical examples of how I make these principles work in real life.

One is the Breakthrough project which I am honoured to be a part of, being a co-author of the number 1 Bestseller on Amazon named Breakthrough: Secrets of Growth, Happiness and Bouncebacks from Women around the World.

This is a joint project put together by lovely Sindu Sreebhavan and Anjali Aggarwal with the purpose of sharing Growth Mindset Inspiration with all, by joining nations and also spreading out abundance by donating the full proceeds of this book/project to charitable causes which benefit young girls and women anywhere in the world where access to better life conditions and education is not yet granted.

The second project I would like to mention is my book Be!... Love: Beyond Illusion through which I share how to just BE, so that All can find the Source of eternal Love Beyond Illusion.

Within this project I put aside 1€ per book sold and have the crazy dream of putting together a 1000000 euro fund by the end of this year and creating the Aeelah Foundation, to empower girls and boys, women and men to truly know and experience that anything is possible. I will be implementing micro-loans, scholarships and funds for educational projects around the world.
It is for both feminine and masculine because I believe that we cannot empower women’s leadership without honouring and acknowledging masculine leadership as equally valuable.

Both Breakthrough and Be!... Love can be found on my author page on Amazon: www.amazon.com/author/tcaeelah and are available in ebook and paperback version.

Lastly I would like to mention a Collaborative Project created at Linda's School in Tomar, Portugal, where I work. It is called The Bare Nomad: flat broke from Sweden to Portugal and it is a book by a Portuguese author named Ricardo Frade, which a group of students translated from Portuguese to English, with the help of our teachers.

It illustrates how Ricardo Frade got from the north of Sweden in freezing February to Portugal in just 13 days with no money, cards, phone or PC. He had planned to work for a few hours here and there but ended up having to stick only to his goal and trust his heart to get him back.
I proposed to have our students translate it, so that they could learn from him as well as practice their English, plus make this book accessible around the world. The funds for the translation would be raised by a crowd funding campaign and donated fully to Educational Projects around the world. And the campaign is now on Indiegogo and you can help it go viral by sharing and also supporting the project by contributing. The funds will be donated to The Kimberley Moore Foundation, namely an educational Project in Nigeria,  and Mundos de Vida, an Association which finds foster homes for children in Portugal. So remember – The Bare Nomad on Indiegogo: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-bare-nomad-flat-broke-from-sweden-to-portugal-books#/

We are All one Lifeforce.
We are All one Humanity.
We are All one Divinity.
We are, indeed, All One.
Thank you All.