This is ABOUT: a PhD on Social Innovation in India, Community Engagement, studying, teaching, travels, a spiritual journey... sharing info in a non-judgmental way, non doctrinal yet giving opinions; exchanging experiences, inspiring stories, musics...
Writing is for me cathartic so forgive the length, highlights on top tips, links to further travelling info (Humano Ventures), spirituality...personal development, consulting (Irribizia); In ENGLISH mostly et en FRANCAIS aussi (plus personnel)
When I was a kid I was kinda scared to dream because even
when the dreams were... nice, I felt like I was transported to places… endlessly... brought to the end of the universe, my universe, I guess, and invariably put in
front of a black hole: Who am I? Why am I here, What for?
Those were not really nightmares but really deep questions
on the essence of life, way to deep for a child.
Sometimes I even had the feeling I was having awakened sleep experiences, feeling like I was flying… to the boarder of… life and … death.
I could not really identify these as extra body experiences
but it sure scared me.
Later on, I guess wet dreams, and female fantasies brought
some lightness to my nightlife!
Way later, philosophy mixed to personal development and
therapy experiences brought those dreaming times back to the front line! As tools, this
time, to better understand my psyche, my unconscious worlds…myself...
Dreams are not always telling you what you want to hear or
see, just what you need to… what your unconscious wants to talk to you about!
And yes it is a blessing to dream, to remember your dreams
and get to follow the messages your mind, your soul are whispering during your
sleep. And yet so little is know about them that is dangerous to analyse too much!
Well… sometimes those are not real whispers… like when all those
terrifying images of my friends butchered in feb 2007 in Rio were coming back
in waves in my mind… to the point of not wanting to close my eyes anymore!!!
nights or long insomnias when I got back to Brazil in may this year!
But those dreams as well were still coming to tell me something…
that maybe it was time to grieve and move on.
Move on to other dreams or just simply to carry on dreaming….with
the innocence of a child!
Dreaming that work can be done with kids of the street, in
favelas in Rio or elsewhere in the world…
Like the amazing kids of Moro do Alemao who learned a few
words of English and repeated them by singing, playing football, enjoying
fruits, playing ukulele in less than an hour.
So here I am, again in Brazil, 12 years later, with a lot less
idealism but still loads of dreams: dreams of participating to making a better world,
of getting that amazing idea that would change everything…
Me first!!!… let me change first, start to trust, myself,
others, start to love what I do, choose what I love, where I want to live,
surrounding myself with people that inspire me, that I can build a space of
And get those nightmares out of my head!
And they do… go away .... in the end.
Replacing hands full of blood, my friends’ heads chopped
… by those beautiful smiles of innocent and yet already
SO YES, here I am, again, not allowing time to dream or just
to think, analyse too much, to wander in space and time … at least not to day dream…
just trying to further set an SE on alternative education,
to plan this PILOT of waste management at the boarder of
Bolivia and Brazil: Corumba, Puerto Suarez and Puerto Quijiro.
Dreaming as a vision, dreaming as a way to share ideas, new
societal interactions, shift in economical paradigms…
Shift in my mind, my soul, my way to trust, to love… myself…
Alternative education and the project of Uke’N’Learn started
in Rio with one private session followed by the kids session in Morro Do
Alemao, which was such a success that it inspired us to go further: other group
sessions in SP, even single ones of some strange outcomes (the guy comparing
the session to prostitution, his needs to see the tits before buying…
negotiating the facial price after bragging the whole time about his luxurious
holidays in France!!!; funny how those wealthy people in SP seem to me, ruthlessly stingy, negotiating everything, even their own pleasure!).
So here we go, Uke’N’ Learn seems to rock n roll now:
1 session in Morro do Alemao in Rio
1 session in Capao Redondo in SP
A full week and 4 sessions in Morro da Fuba in Rio with Terr'Ativa
And more and more that feeling that there is something
substantial there, that this could be ‘the’ idea, the SE… and we are going for
it with Elena and some friends.
Another dream that I have been pursuing here is my research
project on Waste… my PhD started in India and which I would love to transfer
here in Brazil.
Well some steps and great encounters have been made with
USP, with UFRJ…
Lets see where it can lead?
In any case people are really interested by the topics of
decentralisation and small scale community oriented solutions.
And that feels like a good start in a few weeks!
So I put my brain and soul fully into the concept and possible
implementation of that project in Bolivia at the boarder with Brazil:
connection of 3 cities: Puerto Suarez, Puerto Quirijo, and Corumba.
A beautiful project at the heart of a poor local community, in a very poor boarder city (with its loads of drugs, drug smuggling and heavy prostitution...), in one of the poorest countries in the world: Bolivia
One month to shape a strategy and start… to implement simple
ideas, simple solutions…
That can only be better than the round of consultants that
have only sucked municipality budgets lately without any delivery and
But what a challenge!
How to bound, to convince, to build teams, to shape flows,
to get places to compost, to stock, to repair, to connect to the market of recycling, to create flows of revenus, to change waste into cash… in 1 month!!!
Dreams of building a life here, of finding my place, in front of the sea…starting from what I love, where I want
to live and build a life around it!
And not the contrary like I have been doing my entire life
quite unsuccessfully I must confess!