Bahrija day. Early wake up, breakfast and a drive to Bahrija to welcome a group of students from Kingston University in London who visited Bahrija during a fieldwork trip to Malta. It was fun to see them explore the wonders of a compost toilet for the first time and their surprise at how ‘normal’ it all was. Favourite question, “where is the closest glass of wine to here”?
A mean curry later courtesy of Johannes and some afternoon laze in the shade time we spent some blissful hour or so shelling beans that will be used for seed. I had not shelled beans since I was probably six or so in my grandfather’s room-on-the-roof in Mellieha. It was definitely a nostalgia-filled moment.
The day ended with sunset surf (well Jo’s did, mine involved proud cheering on from the sidelines since the waves were a bit too enthusiastic for my beginner status), a parental visit and some cat loving before finally heading home. The more time I spend at Bahrija, the more energy I want to dedicate to getting the NGO to a financially sustainable status where it can really support more work to be done there. Question is, how do I create the right set of circumstances to facilitate me doing that?
Bahrija day through and through. A second day of wilderness, Permaculture Foundation work and hanging out with friends. It feels like we’re making progress although there’s still so much that needs to happen. It feels good to be part of something worthwhile.
🎤Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m 65? 🎤
Bahrija day through and through. Waking up at Bahrija Oasis has a special quality to it. There’s a kind of peace that’s difficult to find in other places. I woke up and went directly to writing again, this time on my laptop.
After that I ventured out and did a little wander of the land, eating wild flowers and fennel as I walked. I eventually climbed a big rock (realising how out of climbing practice I am) and did an amazing morning meditation overlooking the sea.
I eventually climbed down, met Jo somewhere on the path (as you do) and went back in for wheatgrass shots and smoothie breakfast, most of the ingredients for which had been grown on the land. This is what luxury looks like for me. Eating locally grown, pesticide free food in beautiful surroundings with great people.
The boys went down to finish varnishing the geodesic domes while the girls made food and I tried to come up with an organisational game plan for the foundation. I started using Trello to create some order and timeline to the multitude of tasks that need to be done in the next few months.
We eventually all stopped for another amazing and mostly homegrown lunch followed by Peppi and myself gathering the papers we need to submit to the Commissioner of Public bodies to officialise the changes we made to the statute of the Foundation. Who knew it would take so much paperwork and running around between lawyers, notaries and public offices?
A little walk, some hanging, reading and eventually the drive home to Valletta for a lot of (yummy) food, some work and welcome sleep.