|View from downtown Tangier towards the Mediterranean. (click to enlarge photos on this page)|
Hello AK readers! Most of you know by now that I am in Morocco with many of the other folks who have been working with the OPPT notices and the I M Power U/V Ixchange project. Lisa Harrison, Brian Kelly, Caleb Skinner, D from Removing the Shackles blog and her entire extended family, Susan, Vera, Mark Hoza, and a late comer Katrina are all here. Bob Wright will arrive in a few short days.
How do I describe Morocco? Superficially it looks a lot like Mexico with minarets. Tangier has a climate almost exactly like San Diego, so weather wise it feels like home. Those that came from warming climes find this almost chilly at night. The people here are very friendly, kind, and helpful, all seem to speak Spanish, French or Arabic. If you know a tiny bit of French navigating the city is no problem at all. 5 times a day the call to prayer for muslims comes out from the minarets and its very very loud. The first time I heard it I thought it was an air raid siren from days as a kid in the 1960s when we had regular duck and cover exercises in case the Russians nuked the USA.
Our housing is very comfortable, kind of like living in a condo in California. We forage for food in the local markets every couple of days as the taxis and cars are small and can only carry so much. One meal a day seems to be a communal meal where we all chip in with either food or cooking it. You can buy local beer and wine here, as muslim countries go its liberal, you just don't get a receipt for the purchase...perhaps so there's no paper trail for the tourist trade. The predominant beverage here is tea or coffee. French colonies do have a legacy of good food, and the food here is really pretty darn good.
Caleb has invited me to do some coding work on the project and I am thinking about possibly doing that, I am just not sure yet where is the best use of my time. Caleb's crew is young and bright and I am in my mid 50s. I do have a lot of IT experience but as I age I have a more limited ability for late hours of coding. But as we move towards eternal essence embodied (its more about releasing limits than "achieving" something outside yourself) I have to remind myself that the concept of aging itself is yet another illusion that we call a belief. I do have banking and travel transaction experience as well as supply chain know how to offer the project.
I haven't written a lot of specifics about how this finale plays out. I frankly don't know. I do know I am meant to be here, I am learning so much from Heather and the other wonderful beings who have arrived here in the North African desert. We all seem to be going through a bit of decompression and resting after the last 5 months of frantic blogging, but there's much more than that going on here. We are all arriving at personal spiritual insights about our lives, our journeys (which are surprisingly similar) and the answers we seek.
We've had some humorous instances of being followed by people in sunglasses in downtown Tangier, one of which I suspect was a galactic as the person had more of a jumpsuit type apparel, it look close to sports clothing but more tailored and form fitting, almost like a uniform. When we arrived on this street it was like a ghost town, suddenly surrounding homes were rented by people who never leave their homes. I'm sure they are getting quite an education.
|Succulent Garden inside Tangier Taxi|