<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705</id><updated>2012-01-24T11:47:26.145+11:00</updated><category term='slow life'/><category term='松谷冬太'/><category term='voluntary simplicity'/><category term='非電化シリーズ'/><category term='solar oven'/><category term='simple pleasures'/><category term='benign deprivation'/><category term='Woodford Folk Festival'/><category term='ポスト311'/><category term='depriving children'/><category term='slow music'/><category term='non electric life'/><category term='healthy lifestyles'/><category term='New Year 2012'/><title type='text'>Anja's Slow Mother Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>シンガーソングライター、環境活動家、２児の母として、スローに生きるナマケモノ倶楽部の世話人、アンニャ･ライトのエッセイです。

Anja Light (singer song writer, environmentalist and mother of 2 kids) shares her learning process of living a slow lifestyle for the Mother Earth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8450251245638623891</id><published>2012-01-21T07:59:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:22:57.889+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voluntary simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benign deprivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy lifestyles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depriving children'/><title type='text'>Benign Deprivation</title><content type='html'>By Australian standards. There are so many things we don’t do and things we don’t have, that are considered ‘standard’ in this country. Today I read a list of 20 things that someone claims &lt;br /&gt;(&lt;ahref="http: 01="" 18="" 2012="" ?="" top-20-things-most-dangerous-to-children="" www.collective-evolution.com=""&gt;http://www.collective-evolution.com/2012/01/18/top-20-things-most-dangerous-to-children/) are most dangerous for your children:&lt;/ahref="http:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahref="http: 01="" 18="" 2012="" ?="" top-20-things-most-dangerous-to-children="" www.collective-evolution.com=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;子供にとって危険なものトップ20&lt;br /&gt;1. Mercury fillings 銀歯・水銀&lt;br /&gt;2.Vaccinesワクチン&lt;br /&gt;3.Hot dogsホットドッグ&lt;br /&gt;4. Antibacteri soap抗菌ソープ&lt;br /&gt;5.ADHD drugs ＡＤＨＤの薬～アンフェタミンの類&lt;br /&gt;6. Sports drinksスポーツドリンク&lt;br /&gt;7. Cough syrup and over-the-counter medicinesせきどめシロップと処方箋なしで買える薬&lt;br /&gt;8. Sunscreen日焼け止め&lt;br /&gt;9. Fluoride in the water飲料水中フッ化物&lt;br /&gt;10. Processed milk加工乳&lt;br /&gt;11. Fast foodファスト　フード&lt;br /&gt;12. Antidepressant drugs抗鬱薬・抗鬱剤&lt;br /&gt;13. Chemical laundry detergents化学的な洗濯洗剤&lt;br /&gt;14. Flame retardant chemicals難燃剤系の化学物質&lt;br /&gt;15. Soda炭酸&lt;br /&gt;16. Air freshenersエアフレッシュナー&lt;br /&gt;17. Synthetic vitamins総合ビタミン剤&lt;br /&gt;18. Dryer sheets乾燥機用シート・柔軟剤&lt;br /&gt;19. Baconベーコン&lt;br /&gt;20. Shampoo and bath productsシャンプーと入浴用用品&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that even more dangerous than all these things is never even thinking of questioning them. (we could add ‘nuclear power’ to that list…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved to see that the majority of the things on this list we never use. This came as a natural result of questioning whether or not something is really needed for good health or happiness or in looking after our beautiful planet. And our minimal income helps us resist these temptations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to start from a way of thinking; ‘what is most important for life to continue?’ and then goes on to the choices we make everyday about the way we live. But there is subtle pressure everyday from society in general about obediently following what the television says is important; things like smelling like a popular perfume brand, new, fashionable clothes, big new flat screens, cars and houses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us know how hard it is when our children are teased or excluded because they are not following these consumer trends. It is a constant struggle because we still live in mainstream society - but so far it seems we are going ok. Our lifestyle gives us the freedom, time and energy to get good at things like surfing, dancing, singing and horse-riding which are regarded by mainstream society as pretty ‘cool’. And we still have time to study for school – but perhaps we have more understanding of the reason and context for accumulating knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, among the many things we don’t have, our lack of a flushing toilet is the most confronting to visitors. It seems to be some kind of measurement of human ‘development’ – to see how far away we can flush our own waste so we never have to face it. Two years after building it, our homemade composting toilet is working well (even without an exhaust fan – until I find another thrown away computer where I can extract the 12 volt cooling fan from inside). I’ve emptied the composted material a few times now and planted fruit trees on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re far from perfect, and we face challenges everyday about ‘fitting in’, but so far it seems that the things we have ‘deprived’ ourselves of have actually made us healthier, stronger and happier. Perhaps the greatest hope is that ‘one planet’ lifestyles like ours are attractive enough for others to willingly follow…&lt;/ahref="http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8450251245638623891?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8450251245638623891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8450251245638623891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8450251245638623891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8450251245638623891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2012/01/benign-deprivation.html' title='Benign Deprivation'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8947520570435745781</id><published>2012-01-03T08:35:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:36:05.624+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodford Folk Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year 2012'/><title type='text'>Beginning 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0R7BfGg_dI/TwIj310h9xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/P4PzYBfqMl0/s1600/woodford2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693152321196914450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0R7BfGg_dI/TwIj310h9xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/P4PzYBfqMl0/s200/woodford2011.jpg" style="float: left; height: 162px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 173px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our blessings to you all for the New Year, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Though, sometimes I wish time could stand still…Life is so fast – there’s too much information – every moment I question how to most effectively be of service. Is it better to ignore the news and just celebrate the beauty? Staying close to each other and nature, learning how to live, using our hands to create and nurture - singing, dancing, drawing, thinking, loving - all with the intention for life to continue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely Christmas and New Year, with family and friends and glorious weather. Last week, Pacha, Yani and I went along with my nephew Finn to Australia’s biggest alternative festival, the Woodford Folk Festival, where I spoke and sang about our lifestyle and home building. There was great interest in the topic and the audience was full. You can listen to the presentation here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegreenhouse.org.au/index.php/201112-audio/tues-27-december-2011"&gt;http://www.thegreenhouse.org.au/index.php/201112-audio/tues-27-december-2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentation was titled ‘How to build your dream home for $25 000’, which meant many people were mostly interested in how to build a ‘cheap’ house. I tried to provide some of the thinking behind the concept – the parameters that help liberate us from the idea that it is only the amount of money you spend that translates into comfort and happiness. I started by explaining our lifestyle experience in Ecuador, an hour’s walk from the dirt road, with no electricity, in hand built mud and stone houses. What we lacked in material convenience was made up for in the priceless treasures of pure air, water, and the most incredible beauty and diversity of nature. The concept of true ‘wealth’ has to be shaken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In building in Australia our base line was limiting our ecological footprint – attempting to live on ‘one planet’, so it seemed natural to try to build from what other people had thrown away. It still seems pretty luxurious. Sometimes I feel embarrassed that we have too much - even as the kids are slightly teased at school sometimes for our simple solutions like the compost toilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else I hope people felt the attraction to a life of freedom. Living simply means living without a massive debt that means choices in every moment and the capacity to follow your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of the festival I followed the children, allowing them to make the choices about what we should do. I let go of participating in deep discussions on the ecological and social issues, I didn’t worry about making sure we got to see every famous musician or performer, we were pretty spontaneous in our decision making, except our commitment to sing every morning. We started every day singing with Mr. Percival, spontaneous, open-hearted harmonies and then learning a song we would share with the 10 000 or so observers during the evening procession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How simple it is to experience pure joy. This was no doubt the highlight of our experience at the festival and will help shape the year to come, continuing our free-spirited vocal expression!&lt;br /&gt;We camped in an uncomfortable, sloping, noisy site, eating the basic, un-refrigerated food we brought along (no budget for eating out!) – and there was not a single complaint. I guess there’s a hint; live joyfully and personal comfort becomes a secondary consideration…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8947520570435745781?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8947520570435745781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8947520570435745781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8947520570435745781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8947520570435745781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2012/01/beginning-2012.html' title='Beginning 2012'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0R7BfGg_dI/TwIj310h9xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/P4PzYBfqMl0/s72-c/woodford2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2547254698399119469</id><published>2011-11-24T12:09:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:47:26.153+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Eco-Surfing</title><content type='html'>Deep Eco-surfing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Mummy! I can feel the ocean in my body!”…Yani has been lying on the sand at the beach with his eyes closed after catching his first big wave from out ‘the back’ and is feeling ecstatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the weather gets warmer Pacha, Yani and I have all been spending more time in the ocean. For the past 10 days we have been getting up very early to practice and learn more about surfing before school, with help and friendly advice from a local surfer, Tim. At the same time we’ve been learning survival skills as we watch and learn from the moods of the sea – where are the tides going today, what do you do when you get ‘dumped’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We challenge our fears as the powerful waves loom over us and we make the split second decisions to go under or over or ride it in. We learn to let go when we are being tumbled about by the dumping waves, forces so much great than us. We smile in sheer delight as we see the dolphins, sea birds and fish. We wonder about sharks, but understand that the risk is so much less than that we take when we drive in cars. We experience humility and awe in the intense beauty of the magnificent ocean. We feel deep respect and connection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we’ve been reading lots of books and watching movies about surfing…the more immersion, the more realization about how perfectly it fits in to a Slow, deep ecology culture. Yes, there is also competition and commercialism in surfing – but you can choose to be involved in that or not – surfing remains with or without the ‘products’ and it feels like it is a gift of knowledge and experience that the children will have ‘for life’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie licks our skin and our hair to taste the salt of the sea when we get home…one day it would be lovely to bring him along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo: big snake on the road after a surf session and her friend on Ollie on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo: Pacha and Yani are looking after our baby chickens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2547254698399119469?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2547254698399119469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2547254698399119469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2547254698399119469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2547254698399119469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/deep-eco-surfing.html' title='Deep Eco-Surfing'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-932379029538779202</id><published>2011-11-10T11:27:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:38:44.141+11:00</updated><title type='text'>We wear Odd Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4r0YwZaY0M/TrsbMKvBhvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXaj8yzJnpU/s1600/odd%2Bsocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4r0YwZaY0M/TrsbMKvBhvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXaj8yzJnpU/s200/odd%2Bsocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673158051457238770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin-top:0cm;  margin-right:0cm;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;  margin-left:0cm;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;  mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1  {size:595.0pt 842.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;We wear odd socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today Yani wore (very) odd socks to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;When I saw the socks he had chosen I said that kids may tease him because usually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;boys don’t wear pink socks with flowers on. He said. ‘I’ll just tell them that boys do wear flowers sometimes, like when they have suits on for weddings’. I said, ‘Good on you Yani, you be unique and wear the socks you want to’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sure enough, by the time he was at the bus stop the other boys had noticed and were startin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;g to tease him. Maybe he wanted to be teased? Maybe some kind of self-testing to see how he can handle it? Or is it just that irresistible urge to be creative and unique? Or to make people laugh and break the drudgery of a boring day at school? Whatever the case, I think the best I can do is to support Yani’s authentic self and help him with the tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; to be able to cope with the responses that might result. I find it fascinating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Of course, odd socks are not part of the school uniform, which specifies white or grey matching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; socks. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He may get marks off for his class uniform score with his creative styling…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And we do have lots of matching socks at home. When I grew up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; it was a challenge every morning to find matching socks – one would always be floppy, or a slightly different style – though the colours would usually match. I found this frustrating and vowed to always have matching socks available for my children! And now, sure enough, they choose odd socks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A couple of day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw6zP_swJgI/TrsbZzmANrI/AAAAAAAAAII/XmVVwKkxGx4/s1600/eaten%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw6zP_swJgI/TrsbZzmANrI/AAAAAAAAAII/XmVVwKkxGx4/s200/eaten%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bhand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673158285763557042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;s ago we visited the big city of Brisbane, checking out the museums and art galleries, watching people and the big buildings, riding the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; train…Yani saw this big hands and im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;mediately jumped under it and asked me to take a picture – he has a great imagination! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Perhaps the most interesting part of our visit to the big city was browsing the high-end shops and perusing the price tags; $1300 for a pair of shoes - with heels to high that you would definitely be causing permanent spinal damage if you wore them! We talked about the freedom that we had by not needing to buy all this stuff (though I looked at Pacha’s face and thought she would love to buy all this stuff!). We looked at the fashions and styles and noticed that you could pretty much wear anything and be ‘fashionable’ these days –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; you just have the confidence in yourself to wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7cX6Rp_OsE/Trsbwc7PrJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QyjGooLKYKY/s1600/brisbane%2Bbig%2Bhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7cX6Rp_OsE/Trsbwc7PrJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QyjGooLKYKY/s200/brisbane%2Bbig%2Bhand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673158674815626386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;‘Santa Claus’ came wandering down the aisles of the big department store we were in and asked Pacha and Yani to come and talk to him at his display. I guess he was lonely – it was a school day after all so there weren’t many kids around. There weren’t really many shoppers around either…despite Australia being the ‘richest’ country on Earth through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;mining boom mostly, people seem to be very cautious about spending money…or maybe they are just sick of buying stuff…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Anyway, we had a great little discussion. Santa asked Yani what he wanted for Christmas and Yani said he wanted a factory so he could make toys to give to children. He gave them a little gift that included carrot seeds to plant (to feed the reindeers), instead of the usual handful of candy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For someone like me, so desperate to see signs of hope for change, this was enough to make my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rehu73BkjFs/TrscM6ia9bI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Tbd0gZba5Vs/s1600/eaten%2Bby%2Bcrocodile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rehu73BkjFs/TrscM6ia9bI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Tbd0gZba5Vs/s200/eaten%2Bby%2Bcrocodile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673159163800909234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; meantime, Pacha and Yani live life to the full with lots of laughter and dare to be different!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-932379029538779202?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/932379029538779202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=932379029538779202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/932379029538779202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/932379029538779202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-wear-odd-socks.html' title='We wear Odd Socks'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4r0YwZaY0M/TrsbMKvBhvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zXaj8yzJnpU/s72-c/odd%2Bsocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1300187532183125141</id><published>2011-10-26T15:01:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:32:31.410+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='非電化シリーズ'/><title type='text'>10/25和訳：お風呂に入ろう！～非電化工房＠オーストラリア</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUYdkvvK2lI/TqYbTkSD3GI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a68G1knH6Kc/s1600/hotwater1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667247204063239266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUYdkvvK2lI/TqYbTkSD3GI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a68G1knH6Kc/s200/hotwater1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; 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float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj0ZRGaaP8w/TqYcAIXDAmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eipgMgk0qzU/s1600/hotwater5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667247969662075490" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj0ZRGaaP8w/TqYcAIXDAmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eipgMgk0qzU/s200/hotwater5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 198px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gpefw6LLnY/TqYcKacJH3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZSEa4xhvzbU/s1600/hotwater6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667248146313977714" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gpefw6LLnY/TqYcKacJH3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZSEa4xhvzbU/s200/hotwater6.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;屋根の上に黒いパイプをとりつけ、すでにあった50リットルの給湯機につなげるだけで、あら不思議、夏の間中 給湯の電気がいらなくなりました。曇りや雨の日に"バックアップ"してくれるのはソーラーパネルです。全部で260ドル(約2万円以下)でした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真&lt;br /&gt;１．黒いパイプ (コスト：100ｍのパイプ＆取付け合計178ドル)&lt;br /&gt;２．パイプをまっすぐ伸ばす&lt;br /&gt;３．給湯機につなげる(万が一爆発したとき停止させるための弁も付ける)&lt;br /&gt;４．最大限に太陽光を得るためパイプを平らに巻く&lt;br /&gt;５．それを屋根の上に乗せる&lt;br /&gt;６．完成。わたしたちの屋根に太陽スパイラルが！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;次回は、太陽光で温められた湯を保つため（魔法びんのように）、発砲スチロールで給湯器を断熱させるつもりです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すごくシンプル！パチャが心地よくお風呂に入りました。 （翻訳：田尻可枝）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1300187532183125141?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1300187532183125141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1300187532183125141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1300187532183125141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1300187532183125141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/1025.html' title='10/25和訳：お風呂に入ろう！～非電化工房＠オーストラリア'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUYdkvvK2lI/TqYbTkSD3GI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a68G1knH6Kc/s72-c/hotwater1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-415979579711313550</id><published>2011-10-25T13:12:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:26:54.038+11:00</updated><title type='text'>We're in hot water! - Atelier non-electric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUYdkvvK2lI/TqYbTkSD3GI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a68G1knH6Kc/s1600/hotwater1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNeeBl61gZw/TqYb1vTPYoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/x3g-RP844SI/s200/hotwater4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667247791136531074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj0ZRGaaP8w/TqYcAIXDAmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eipgMgk0qzU/s1600/hotwater5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vj0ZRGaaP8w/TqYcAIXDAmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eipgMgk0qzU/s200/hotwater5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667247969662075490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gpefw6LLnY/TqYcKacJH3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZSEa4xhvzbU/s1600/hotwater6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gpefw6LLnY/TqYcKacJH3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZSEa4xhvzbU/s200/hotwater6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667248146313977714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put some black pipe on the roof, plumbed it through the existing 50 litre hot water system, and (hey presto), no need for electricity for hot water system over the summer.  The system can still be 'boosted' by our solar panel electricity panels if it's a rainy/overcast day. It cost around $260 in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos:&lt;br /&gt;1. black pipe - (material cost: $178 - for 100m pipe and fittings)&lt;br /&gt;2. straightening it out&lt;br /&gt;3. plumbing it into the hot water system (with valves to be able to shut it off in case of any burst pipe)&lt;br /&gt;4. laying the pipe into a flattened spiral to get maximum sun&lt;br /&gt;5. putting it on the roof&lt;br /&gt;6. finished - we have a sun spiral on the roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be insulating the existing hot water system (with roof insulation/styrofoam) next so that it acts like a hot water thermos to store the sun heated water.  Pacha just took a lovely hot bath - so simple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-415979579711313550?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/415979579711313550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=415979579711313550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/415979579711313550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/415979579711313550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/were-in-hot-water-atelier-non-electric.html' title='We&apos;re in hot water! - Atelier non-electric.'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUYdkvvK2lI/TqYbTkSD3GI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a68G1knH6Kc/s72-c/hotwater1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5407176771050668190</id><published>2011-10-12T13:38:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:45:47.665+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54KmkKgDwmU/TpT-rveEnDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Zn8JeELF0k/s1600/pachaaudytt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54KmkKgDwmU/TpT-rveEnDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Zn8JeELF0k/s200/pachaaudytt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662430658941983794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXvSTe3evNg/TpT-eBL-r7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/zRdF947ekp4/s1600/beachteepee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JXvSTe3evNg/TpT-eBL-r7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/zRdF947ekp4/s200/beachteepee2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662430423179767730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpXfueMZcwo/TpT959ftNBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EnqbWYLb5Ac/s1600/pachaarisamillie%2Bsurfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpXfueMZcwo/TpT959ftNBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EnqbWYLb5Ac/s200/pachaarisamillie%2Bsurfing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662429803713475602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXNUxTwTG2U/TpT9vLE-aJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R30Bwn3WXpc/s1600/circus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXNUxTwTG2U/TpT9vLE-aJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/R30Bwn3WXpc/s200/circus1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662429618380892306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha and Yani just finished their school holidays; circus school, surfing, auditioning for a TV show and just hanging out with friends at the beach...what a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5407176771050668190?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5407176771050668190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5407176771050668190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5407176771050668190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5407176771050668190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/holiday-fun.html' title='Holiday Fun'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54KmkKgDwmU/TpT-rveEnDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Zn8JeELF0k/s72-c/pachaaudytt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2993984157370675938</id><published>2011-10-11T14:25:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:32:55.987+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow life'/><title type='text'>10/10和訳：家族の平和をとりもどそう</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s1600/beachteepee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662428819960061474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s200/beachteepee1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これを読むどのご両親も、私が言わんとする事に心当たりがあるでしょう。それは、あなたのお子さんたちがお互いに喧嘩をしている時の落ち込んだ気持ちです。人前で、またはご家庭で、激しく言い争ったり、お互いの名前を大声で呼び合ったり、暴力をふるい合ったり・・・こんなことは、めったに起きることではないかもしれませんが、そうなった時は、平和的な解決法を見つけたり、自分自身のストレスによって彼らに対して自分を見失わないようにするという、最も難しい課題に直面します。（あぁ、特にあなたが一生を平和と癒しに注いで来た時には。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ある朝、バス停まで歩いていると、ヤニが胸が悪くなるようなオナラをしながらくすくす笑い、「おっと！」と言いました。私がヤニに「あなたは昨日、凍ったお豆を好んで全部平らげてたでしょ？」と言うと、パチャが歌を歌うような甲高い声でからかいながら言いました。「はは。ヤニは今日一日中クラスでずっとおならばっかりしているおバカさんなんだわ。」私は立ち止まってパチャを見ると、なぜその様な事を言うのか尋ねました。聞いて心に傷が付くと分かっている事を、なぜ彼女は言ったのでしょうか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャはきまりの悪そうにして、このような事をいいました。「えーと、私、学校ではあんな事言えないわ。たぶん、ヤニなら、弟だから、からかっても大丈夫だと思ったからよ。私が他の人からからかわれたら、それに対して何もできないもの。」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちは歩きながら、人と人との接し方や学校で誰が誰をからかっているのか、もう少し話を進めました。そしてパチャはヤニに、からかってくる人がいたらどう言い返せばいいかアドバイスをしました。（ヤニが「友達が、僕の息は土みたいな臭いがすると言ったよ」と言うと、パチャが「そしたらあなたは、その友達の息は牛のウンチみたいだと言い返せばいいんだわ」と言いました。そこで私は「違うよ、そんな事言ったら単にもっと良くない状況になるだけよ。その子の息はバラの花びらみたいだと言って、笑わせられるかも知れないのよ」と言いました）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今朝はバス停であるお母さんから、彼女の息子さんが以前親友だった友達からいじめを受けていることについてアドバイスを求められました。私ははっきりと、その友達は自分の周りにある葛藤を他の誰かのせいにすることで、自分のイライラを吐き出しているんだと答えました（特にその誰かは、自分が一緒にいて安心できる人だったりします）。そしておそらく、彼女は自分の息子さんにこの事を説明して、そういった感情はどこから湧いてくるのかよく知る手助けをするのが一番いいのではと言いました。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おそらくこれが、家族があることの大事な目的なのでしょう。世間との関わりをいったん休み、閉じ込められたストレスを吐き出せる安息の地を安全に提供しているという事です。だから、私達も大人としてたまには、傷つけるのは自分を許して次に進んでくれる大好きな人だけに限られる安全な場所で“道を外れる”事が必要なのかもしれません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私には答えは分かりませんが、好ましく、尊敬できる、優しい振る舞いが最もいい例えなのではと思います。また同じバス停で話した他のお母さんは、パチャが学校でいつもヤニを探していて、手助けしていると教えてくれました（へえっ！）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;約一ヶ月前、友達が子どもを二人連れて家に来ました（思うに４歳と６歳の子でした）。ヤニは午後中ずっと彼らと一緒に遊んで、夜ベッドに入る時にこう言いました。「ママ、あの男の子達はすごく仲がよかったよ。何でも半分こして、喧嘩もしないし。この子たちと遊びたいな、ママ」。&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：小山邦子）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2993984157370675938?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2993984157370675938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2993984157370675938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2993984157370675938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2993984157370675938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/1010.html' title='10/10和訳：家族の平和をとりもどそう'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s72-c/beachteepee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1851696447942903957</id><published>2011-10-10T13:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:36:35.857+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Striving for family peace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s1600/beachteepee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662428819960061474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s200/beachteepee1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin-top:0cm;  margin-right:0cm;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;  margin-left:0cm;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;  mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 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In public, or in private – arguing, calling each other names, even physically harming each other…it may not happen very often, but is among the hardest challenges of all when it does; to find a peaceful resolution and to not ‘lose it’ with them in your own frustration.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(My gosh, especially when you’ve dedicated your life to peace and healing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;On our morning walk to the bus stop Yani giggled as he let out a squicky fart; ‘whoops’, he said. I said; ‘oh-oh - you really loved eating all those frozen peas yesterday didn’t you?’ and then Pacha piped up in a sing-song teasy voice: ‘ha-ha, Yani’s going to fart all day in cla-ass’. I stopped and looked at Pacha and asked where that comment came from; what made her say something she knew would be hurtful? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;She looked embarrassed and said something like this; ‘well I can’t say anything like that at school, I guess it feels safe to tease Yani, cos he’s my brother. When I get teased by people I can’t really do anything about it.’&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;We talked some more as we walked along about the way people treat each other and who teases whom at school. Pacha gave advice to Yani about what he should say back to someone who teases him (Yani: ‘he said my breath smelled like earth’ Pacha: ‘well you should say that his breath smells like cow poo’ and I said, ‘no, that’s only going to make the situation worse, maybe you could make him laugh and say that his breath smells like rose petals’).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;This morning a mother at the bus stop asked for advice about her son who was being bullied by someone who used to be his best friend. I said for sure he is just letting out his frustrations, transferring the blame for the conflict around him on someone else (especially someone he feels ‘safe’ with) and maybe it’s best to try to explain this to her son to help him realise where the emotions might be coming from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Maybe that’s one of the main purposes of families, safely providing a haven for releasing the pent up frustration with the rest of our interactions with the world. I guess that’s why, as adults, we also need to ‘off–load’ from time to time, in a safe place where ongoing harm is limited to the people we love who will forgive us and move on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;I don’t know what the answers are, but good, respectful, kind behaviour is the best example of all. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the same bus-stop morning conversation another mother said that her son said that Pacha is always looking out for and helping Yani at school. (whew!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;And about a month ago I had a visit from a friend who brought along her two sons (4 and 6 years old I think). Yani was playing with them all afternoon and when I put him to sleep he said: ‘Mum, those boys were so nice to each other, they shared everything and they didn’t fight...I like playing with those boys Mummy…’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1851696447942903957?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1851696447942903957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1851696447942903957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1851696447942903957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1851696447942903957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/striving-for-family-peace.html' title='Striving for family peace...'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqmLImtHBu8/TpT9AsunXiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LJT2zwRXe5E/s72-c/beachteepee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8957374723591220388</id><published>2011-10-01T14:54:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:35:23.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder rumbles while the sun shines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhBJDXv7acI/ToadrRd8uII/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHORjgaVB-Y/s1600/recycled%2Bfashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658383348586559618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhBJDXv7acI/ToadrRd8uII/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHORjgaVB-Y/s200/recycled%2Bfashion.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqvcT4HgNPE/ToadMHC6kdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TjjD7fCMHSo/s1600/pacha%2Band%2Bholly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658382813212873170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqvcT4HgNPE/ToadMHC6kdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TjjD7fCMHSo/s200/pacha%2Band%2Bholly.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin-top:0cm;  margin-right:0cm;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;  margin-left:0cm;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;  mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1  {size:595.0pt 842.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;October 1, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;Today the weather reflects my feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;There is the sound of thunder in the distance, but the sun is shining and fluffy white clouds scatter the light in constantly changing patterns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;I imagine the courageous people in Wall Street (and Bolivia and Greece and Ecuador and so many, many places in the world) standing up for justice and freedom and the protection of the planet. I visualise the courageous people of Japan seeking and speaking about the truth of the nuclear disaster and calling for change. I see African mothers carrying their children in a desperate search for food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;I can hear thunder, but I take the chance in enjoying the beauty of the moment – the last chance of unbridled joy before running to take cover…Pacha and I chanced the risk of the storm this morning and went riding in the forest together (see photo)…it was the right decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;It has already been 2 weeks since the Living the Good Life festival in Iluka (photo included is of some recycled fashion parade entrants). It was a beautiful weekend and everything went smoothly, thanks to wonderful people who came in and gave their time, energy and talents to share with the community who participated. Organising the event was exhausting and it takes time to recover, yet being so ‘busy’ was a kind of satisfying distraction. Now the challenge is to convince myself that it was all worthwhile and an effective way to shift minds and hearts to a more happy, healthy and sustainable way of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;I learnt so much more about the resistance most people have to change and to new ideas. Do you remember the story from last year about the cautious reaction from the PTA (P and C committee) about using banana leaves instead of disposable plates for healthy vegetarian snacks? Well, this year I tried to encourage other Iluka community groups to raise money for their causes by selling this kind of food – but none of them took up the offer. (In the end it we ourselves did it, raising over $600 for the school food gardens by selling healthy vegetarian food.) Recently I heard that the idea of using banana leaves to serve food was one of the reasons why…All we can do is continue, with good heart, with truth and enthusiasm and with love – whatever happens at least we know we are full of good intent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;So now it’s time to reflect, re-energise and refocus on the most effective, sustainable and joyful ways to be of service.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s time to give some more attention to Pacha and Yani&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- we’ve been singing, dancing, surfing and playing the guitar together, talking and sharing about the important things in life, engaging and interacting with the beautiful nature around us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of our chickens (Olivia) has gone ‘clucky’ so we’ve put some fertilised eggs under her and Pacha and Yani (and their friends) can help nurture and observe the full circle of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"&gt;The thunder has passed by for now, we live in the moment and are ready for when it returns another day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8957374723591220388?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8957374723591220388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8957374723591220388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8957374723591220388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8957374723591220388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/thunder-rumbles-while-sun-shines.html' title='Thunder rumbles while the sun shines...'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhBJDXv7acI/ToadrRd8uII/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHORjgaVB-Y/s72-c/recycled%2Bfashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5695720276874700446</id><published>2011-08-23T11:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:36:56.282+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow life'/><title type='text'>8/22和訳：日本人ボランティア、ミズヨ！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s1600/mizu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643525161006780482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s200/mizu4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7ET5Bk59vI/TlHUOuVrOXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6x7B2gOpBMQ/s1600/mizu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643525157494143346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7ET5Bk59vI/TlHUOuVrOXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6x7B2gOpBMQ/s200/mizu3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL0RXSYG-f0/TlHUALVUyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sPQZJxlaDBU/s1600/mizu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643524907579263058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL0RXSYG-f0/TlHUALVUyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sPQZJxlaDBU/s200/mizu2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRxQZVXJf68/TlHTyQfuaeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FdNxEogj48k/s1600/mizu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643524668446894562" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRxQZVXJf68/TlHTyQfuaeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FdNxEogj48k/s200/mizu1.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先週、私たちのところにミズヨが訪ねてきました。彼女は、滞在中さまざまなことを手伝ってくれ、私たちに極上の笑顔を残していってくれた、まさに私たちのエンジェルです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;浜辺でのダンスから&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXh48Fhcs-c"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXh48Fhcs-c)&lt;/a&gt;流木をつかった看板づくり、ガーデニングからお料理まで、さらにはパチャとヤニの話し相手から遊び相手までも！！ミズヨとの日々は私たちにとってとてもハッピーでラッキーなことでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ミズヨと一緒につくった「morinokoe」という看板は、私たちの森の入口に掲げられる予定です。&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：馬場直子）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5695720276874700446?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5695720276874700446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5695720276874700446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5695720276874700446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5695720276874700446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/812.html' title='8/22和訳：日本人ボランティア、ミズヨ！'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s72-c/mizu4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5278014670806185491</id><published>2011-08-22T13:52:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:38:45.524+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Angel Mizuyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s1600/mizu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643525161006780482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s200/mizu4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7ET5Bk59vI/TlHUOuVrOXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6x7B2gOpBMQ/s1600/mizu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643525157494143346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7ET5Bk59vI/TlHUOuVrOXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6x7B2gOpBMQ/s200/mizu3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL0RXSYG-f0/TlHUALVUyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sPQZJxlaDBU/s1600/mizu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643524907579263058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL0RXSYG-f0/TlHUALVUyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sPQZJxlaDBU/s200/mizu2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRxQZVXJf68/TlHTyQfuaeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FdNxEogj48k/s1600/mizu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643524668446894562" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRxQZVXJf68/TlHTyQfuaeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FdNxEogj48k/s200/mizu1.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a visit from an angel Mizuyo last week, who gave us her patient kind smile as she helped us in everything! From beach dancing&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXh48Fhcs-c"&gt; (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXh48Fhcs-c)&lt;/a&gt;  to mosaicing, from gardening to cooking, to listening and playing with Pacha and Yani, we were so happy and lucky to have Mizu staying with us! We now have our signboard: 'morinokoe' ready to put on the front gate of our forest paradise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5278014670806185491?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5278014670806185491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5278014670806185491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5278014670806185491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5278014670806185491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-angel-mizuyo.html' title='Our Angel Mizuyo!'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdX-LEYDNso/TlHUO7bJ0EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UInCqi2BJjY/s72-c/mizu4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1705482300310668348</id><published>2011-08-13T02:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:38:44.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'>8/12和訳：いい人生とは？</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s1600/singingfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639798512476461362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s400/singingfest.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先週、グローバルに展開されている「いい人生」運動についての記事に出会いました。まさにちょうど、私も地元のアイルーカの町で「いい人生を送ろう」フェスティバルを準備している時でした。なんという偶然！もしかして偶然ではない？現在金融市場がひどくぐらついている状況での「成長後」について記事を読んでいる時に、それに出会ったのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そこでは「いい人生」または「スペイン語でいい人生のBuen Vivir」運動は、エクアドルやボリビアの先住民から生まれたと説明がありました。実際1990年代の初期に、熱帯雨林と先住民の権利を守る活動家として私は、エクアドルのキトで開催された、アメリカ大陸「発見」500周年を記念する重要な先住民の集まりに参加しました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その会議の中で一番強く心に残っている事の一つは、先住民のシャーマンが手にコカコーラの缶を持って、それが象徴する物すべて（単一文化、企業の強い印象付け、開発、依存、無情なグローバリゼーション）を非難し、観衆に向かってその誘惑に立ち向かうようお願いしていた事です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はそれ以来何度も、ボルネオの奥深いジャングルを歩いている時にコカコーラの缶を見つけた時や、石油の濃い黒い液体がポンプで汲み出されて化石燃料の中毒に貢献されている一方で、荷台に甘い黒い液体が積まれたトラックがアマゾンの辺境の町コカに向かって行くのを見た時に、彼の熱烈な願いを思い出しました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その会議から数年後、私はエクアドルのコタカチ郡に自分の家を立てました。そして500年ぶりに先住民初めての市長になったアウキ・ティトゥアニャと一緒に、様々な社会的・環境的運動を行いました。自治や社会的連帯のために闘っている現地のコミュニティーや団体と共に、自分たちにとっての「幸せ」をしっかりと定義づけ、鉱山開発のような無理やり掘り出して破壊を推し進める巨大産業からの圧力に立ち向かうよう活動しました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さらに、ナマケモノ倶楽部や他のNGOの活躍によって、スローライフや地域経済が国中で急激に発展している日本で、本当の幸福の尺度（GNH）についての議論とともにエクアドルからのメッセージを分かち合いました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記事によると、「いい人生」の一般的な原理とは以下を含みます。&lt;br /&gt;・全ての物や全ての物との調和やバランス&lt;br /&gt;・相互補完、結束、平等&lt;br /&gt;・母なる地球との調和を保った上での人間共通の幸福やすべての人の基本的な欲求の達成&lt;br /&gt;・母なる地球、そして人間の権利の尊重&lt;br /&gt;・人が所有するものではなく、その人自身の評価&lt;br /&gt;・植民地主義や帝国主義、干渉政策に関するすべての形態の排除&lt;br /&gt;・人と母なる大地の間の平和&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「いい人生」あるいは「Buen Vivir」は、単一文化よりも多様性を尊重し、消費主義の掲げる、主として物質の所有を重要視し、そのため多く地位階級を定めてしまう幸福へのアンチテーゼである。&lt;br /&gt;そして今、私はここオーストリア北部NSWの自宅で、明日のヘレナ・ノーバーグ・ホッジ監督「幸福の経済学」の上映会に人々を招待しようとしています。この映画こそ「いい人生」の考え方そのものといっていいでしょう。実は、前回私がこの映画を見たのは、福島原発事故のまっただ中の4月、日本は神奈川県・藤野のブルースバーで、ノートパソコンを持った人の肩越しでした！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;このように、同じ思いを持った輪は、ふだんは目にみえませんが、確実につながり続けています。そして、その輪がぶつかったり波紋が生じる時に事象として浮かびあがり、私たちは再認識するのです。私たちが正しい道を歩んでいる。聖なるいのちの輪を癒しているのだと・・・。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：小山邦子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1705482300310668348?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1705482300310668348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1705482300310668348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1705482300310668348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1705482300310668348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/812.html' title='8/12和訳：いい人生とは？'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s72-c/singingfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3569092796117397079</id><published>2011-08-12T12:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T12:59:16.119+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a ‘Good Life’?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s1600/singingfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s200/singingfest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639798512476461362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Courier New"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Times"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Wingdings"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }ol { margin-bottom: 0cm; }ul { margin-bottom: 0cm; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is a ‘Good Life’?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Last week I came across an article referencing the global ‘Good Life’ movement, even as I was organising the ‘Living the Good Life’ festival for my local town of Iluka. What a coincidence! Or maybe not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;I came across it while reading an article on ‘post growth’ in the context of the current wildly swinging financial markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;It explained that the ‘Good Life’ or ‘Buen Vivir’ movement has its origins with the indigenous peoples of Ecuador and Bolivia. In fact, as a rainforest and indigenous rights activist in the early 1990s I joined an important indigenous gathering marking the 500&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of the ‘discovery’ of the Americas, held in Quito, Ecuador. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;One of my strongest memories from this conference was an indigenous shaman holding up a can of coca cola - decrying everything that it represented (monoculture, corporate branding, exploitation, dependence, soulless globalisation) and begging the audience resist its seduction. I remembered his impassioned plea many times since - when I came across a coke can while walking in the deepest Borneo jungle, when I observed a truck laden with the sweet black liquid going into the Amazon frontier town of Coca even as the thick black liquid of oil was being pumped out to service fossil fuel addiction…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Several years after that conference I made my home in the township of Cotacachi in Ecuador, working closely with its first indigenous Mayor in 500 years, Auki Tituana, on social and environmental initiatives. We worked closely with local communities striving for independence and solidarity in defining their own definition of well-being, and to resist the pressure to give up their rights to large extractive and destructive industries like mining. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;We shared this message in Japan where, though the activities of the Sloth Club and other NGOs, discourse on the real indicators of happiness (GNH), slow life and local economies were growing quickly throughout that country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;According to the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%28http://www.energybulletin.net/stories/2011-08-08/what-could-post-growth-society-look-and-how-should-we-prepare-it#.TkBcNj3jVZ8.facebook%29"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; the general principles of ‘Good Life’ include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Harmony      and balance of all and with all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Complementarity,      solidarity and equality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Collective      wellbeing and the satisfaction of the basic needs of all in harmony with      mother earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Respect      for the rights of mother earth and for human rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Recognition      of people for what they are and not for what they own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Removal      of all forms of colonialism, imperialism and interventionism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0.1pt; margin-bottom: 0.1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;Peace      between people and with mother earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;‘Good Life’ or ‘Buen Vivir’ values diversity over monoculture and is the antithesis of consumerist well-being which is largely focussed on material possessions that for so many defines status hierarchy. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;And now, I sit here in northern NSW, Australia, inviting people to tomorrow’s local showing of the ‘Economics of Happiness’ movie by Helena Norberg-Hodge that is also completely consistent with ‘Good Life’ thinking. The last time I saw this movie it was over the shoulder of an activist with his laptop in a blues bar in the town of Fujino in Japan during the depths of the Fukushima nuclear crisis in April. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;That these circles continue to connect, collide and ripple on seems to validate everything; we are on the right path, we are healing the sacred hoop…&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3569092796117397079?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3569092796117397079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3569092796117397079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3569092796117397079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3569092796117397079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-is-good-life.html' title='What is a ‘Good Life’?'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZTqYNMTLyU/TkSW3bzvmTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/saX6MBo7a5A/s72-c/singingfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2525877819125609758</id><published>2011-08-05T14:55:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:30:22.518+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='非電化シリーズ'/><title type='text'>8/4和訳：非電化工房＠オーストラリア？</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s1600/solar%2Boven1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834500003615250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s200/solar%2Boven1.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAHbilwFOo/TjoPHVrrP4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZxZ7cB52Jc/s1600/solaroven2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834502361431938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAHbilwFOo/TjoPHVrrP4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZxZ7cB52Jc/s200/solaroven2.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDfdmox4qQ/TjoPHgvF5JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VJeUAsIUJyE/s1600/solaroven3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834505328551058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDfdmox4qQ/TjoPHgvF5JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VJeUAsIUJyE/s200/solaroven3.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQnweaZ0oXQ/TjoPH15gokI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/icXm75HrD8U/s1600/solaroven4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834511009391170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQnweaZ0oXQ/TjoPH15gokI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/icXm75HrD8U/s200/solaroven4.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヤニとわたしは冬の日差しでお豆を煮るため、ソーラークッカーをつくりました。リサイクルの段ボール箱に、アルミホイル、紙とノリ、箱を覆う一枚のガラスで、だいたい20分で手作り。とてもシンプルで、とても簡単で、とても安いです。このソーラークッカーを太陽の下に数時間おいたら、固いインゲンマメがほとんど煮えました。（翻訳：田尻可枝）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2525877819125609758?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2525877819125609758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2525877819125609758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2525877819125609758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2525877819125609758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/84.html' title='8/4和訳：非電化工房＠オーストラリア？'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s72-c/solar%2Boven1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5038506016376342229</id><published>2011-08-04T13:13:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:00:23.019+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non electric life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar oven'/><title type='text'>Atelier non electric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s1600/solar%2Boven1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834500003615250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s200/solar%2Boven1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAHbilwFOo/TjoPHVrrP4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZxZ7cB52Jc/s1600/solaroven2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834502361431938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfAHbilwFOo/TjoPHVrrP4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/SZxZ7cB52Jc/s200/solaroven2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDfdmox4qQ/TjoPHgvF5JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VJeUAsIUJyE/s1600/solaroven3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834505328551058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqDfdmox4qQ/TjoPHgvF5JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VJeUAsIUJyE/s200/solaroven3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQnweaZ0oXQ/TjoPH15gokI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/icXm75HrD8U/s1600/solaroven4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636834511009391170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQnweaZ0oXQ/TjoPH15gokI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/icXm75HrD8U/s200/solaroven4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani and I made a solar oven to cook our beans in the winter sun. It took about 20 minutes to make.  So very simple, so very easy and so very cheap - a (recycled) cardboard box, some aluminium foil, paper glue and a piece of glass to cover it. We left it in the sun for a few hours and then the hard kidney beans were almost ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5038506016376342229?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5038506016376342229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5038506016376342229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5038506016376342229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5038506016376342229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/atelier-non-electric.html' title='Atelier non electric'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tGAidtQOiHA/TjoPHM5h0hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9NLGggG_NGI/s72-c/solar%2Boven1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1387156275118580997</id><published>2011-07-25T14:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:09:09.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Organising the Living the Good Life Festival</title><content type='html'>Slow Mother Blog&lt;br /&gt;July 24th 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite still being the depth of winter in Australia, the peach  blossoms have started blooming and our chickens have started laying;  there is Spring energy in the air! We've started planting vegies helped  along by the ample supply of horse manure and ash left from our winter  bon fires. Our simple lives have received a bit of attention recently in  an article published in an Australian magazine - the photos are lovely  and I hope the story will encourage readers to look again at the  question of 'what is enough'. Here is the link to the article: &lt;a href="http://www.slowsmallsimple.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=2&amp;amp;Itemid=2" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.slowsmallsimple.&lt;wbr&gt;com/index.php?option=com_&lt;wbr&gt;content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=2&amp;amp;&lt;wbr&gt;Itemid=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a heavy flu, I feel invigorated and refreshed - the fever seemed  to burn through some unresolved emotions...and there is nothing like  being ill to remind you how lucky you are when you are healthy! All this  fresh energy is going into organising the 'Living the Good Life  Festival' for September this year, a way to empower this community to enjoy healthy, happy and  sustainable lifestyles. Please feel welcome to come along and be part of  the festival - in this most beautiful part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Media Release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;July 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;All invited to celebrate ‘Simple Pleasures’ in Iluka this September. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Organisers are inviting businesses, organisations and individuals to get involved in what is shaping up to be an even bigger and better ‘Living the Good Life’ Festival in Iluka.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The event will be held over the weekend of the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; September, combining a day of information, entertainment and stalls at the sports fields along with a day of celebration and sheer fun at the beach, organised by Iluka boardriders. The Clarence Valley Council has put its support behind the event which will be launched with a bicycle ride from Woombah to Iluka. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;According to festival organiser Anja Light:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“This year our theme is ‘simple pleasures’; where the best things in life really are free.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Surfing, walking, fishing, singing, kite flying, dancing, bike riding, cooking, drawing, gardening…there are so many simple, inexpensive and gentle ways to live well and nurture a vibrant community. What better place to celebrate this than in beautiful Iluka?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“At this stage we are calling for interest from groups, businesses and individuals; those who would be interested in a public display to promote their sustainable lifestyle activities; including solar providers, local food producers, organic gardeners and backyard livestock experts. We are also calling on volunteers to assist in organising the event and help out on the day.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Last year’s festival was a huge success, attracting thousands of locals and visitors for all the right reasons. Activities were diverse, entertaining and family friendly - providing an opportunity to learn and be inspired. This year we’re looking forward to expanding our scope, working with even more community groups and businesses dedicated to promoting a healthy, happy, sustainable way of life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;More details available at: &lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingthegoodlifefest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.livingthegoodlifefest.&lt;wbr&gt;com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1387156275118580997?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1387156275118580997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1387156275118580997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1387156275118580997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1387156275118580997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/07/organising-living-good-life-festival.html' title='Organising the Living the Good Life Festival'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3060663147449005427</id><published>2011-07-13T09:13:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:19:38.897+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindfood Magazine Article</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUvM4_JXr0/ThzWKz9es2I/AAAAAAAAADo/FnvT8bb3iOE/s1600/mindfood%2Barticle%2B1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUvM4_JXr0/ThzWKz9es2I/AAAAAAAAADo/FnvT8bb3iOE/s200/mindfood%2Barticle%2B1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628609115541386082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BrNejVl2hI/ThzWWuzPepI/AAAAAAAAADw/aWLH2aQVox4/s1600/mindfood%2Barticle%2B1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BrNejVl2hI/ThzWWuzPepI/AAAAAAAAADw/aWLH2aQVox4/s200/mindfood%2Barticle%2B1c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628609320314698386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope I can empower them to be proud rather than embarrassed that you can enjoy life with things that most people would throw away"&lt;br /&gt;- a featured quote in the latest issue (July/August) of a popular Australian magazine...I wonder what the response will be?&lt;br /&gt;You can see the article here: http://www.slowsmallsimple.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=2&amp;amp;Itemid=2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3060663147449005427?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3060663147449005427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3060663147449005427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3060663147449005427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3060663147449005427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/07/mindfood-magazine-article.html' title='Mindfood Magazine Article'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUvM4_JXr0/ThzWKz9es2I/AAAAAAAAADo/FnvT8bb3iOE/s72-c/mindfood%2Barticle%2B1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6760677978063249128</id><published>2011-06-28T15:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:11:29.437+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow life'/><title type='text'>Our non-human family grows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgGGzxBuJPg/TgliGjIUW0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/vgnPD9VoGow/s1600/yani%2Bdraws%2Bwith%2Bphoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgGGzxBuJPg/TgliGjIUW0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/vgnPD9VoGow/s200/yani%2Bdraws%2Bwith%2Bphoenix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623133474397641538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Photo: Yani gets some ‘help’ with his morning drawing from 'Phoenix', the cockatiel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzPkJpLeaoU/Tglh6xgPVII/AAAAAAAAAC0/XDkgndhdt0Q/s1600/kids%2Bwith%2Bchickens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rzPkJpLeaoU/Tglh6xgPVII/AAAAAAAAAC0/XDkgndhdt0Q/s200/kids%2Bwith%2Bchickens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623133272097641602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Photo: ‘Olivia’, the chicken, thinks it belongs inside the house…Pacha has a soft heart!&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Slow Mother Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;June 28, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here in Australia the darkest day has passed and the light grows slowly brighter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We shared ‘candlenight’ with our good friends, cooking home-grown pumpkin and chickpea soup on our pot-belly wood stove, singing and playing the guitar, appreciating what we have and praying that everyone in the world finds a way to live in peace and simplicity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Our family (of 3 humans, one horse, 6 chickens and many trees!) has grown slightly largely since a small tame ‘cockateil’ parrot landed in our garden, allowing Pacha to joyfully pick it up and take it inside. Despite putting up signs around the place asking if anyone has lost the bird, so far no-one has claimed it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, we have a new teacher! I didn’t realise just how much love and affection a small bird needs to be happy, snuggling up to our faces for a scratch and a whistling conversation. Phoenix insists on sharing our food (sitting on the edge of dishes to sample our meals), although she is well supplied with healthy millet. She spends many hours each day preening its feathers– even jumping into the dishwashing water for a warm bath. And the rest of the time she needs to be busy, mischievously active! As I write on the computer it chews up paper and threatens to peel off my computer keys…a little distracting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I find it very hard to confine her in a cage – but outside she would be quickly killed by a bigger bird, so most of the time she sits on my shoulder, nibbling and whistling in my ear - flying around the house when the urge takes her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We are lucky to be sharing our lives with such a wide range of animals that seem mostly just to ‘come’ to us and it is fascinating to watch the interaction between them and between the wild birds and animals too. It reminds me of the way of life of the Penan of Borneo, one of the last tribes of nomadic hunter-gatherers in the world. In their camps they keep many ‘pets’ - orphaned baby animals from prey they have hunted. They feed and look after these animals until they die from old age; they would never eat an animal they have fed even once, considering it barbaric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here in Australia recently the issue of exporting live animals for meat production in Indonesia has captured national attention after a documentary was shown on TV. People are outraged at the cruelty inflicted on these cows and have demanded an end to it. Perhaps this issue will help people ‘make the connection’ between their own consumption of food and where these products actually come from and how they are produced. In today’s industrialised food system; very few cows are treated humanly at any time in their life – and I think most people would find it very hard to actually kill an animal to eat it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6760677978063249128?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6760677978063249128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6760677978063249128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6760677978063249128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6760677978063249128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-non-human-family-grows.html' title='Our non-human family grows...'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgGGzxBuJPg/TgliGjIUW0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/vgnPD9VoGow/s72-c/yani%2Bdraws%2Bwith%2Bphoenix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8057517604285029906</id><published>2011-06-18T16:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T16:29:39.255+10:00</updated><title type='text'>For a million candlenight, for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5i0JbmBHs5I" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candlenight&lt;br /&gt;By Anja Light&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest night, a flickering light&lt;br /&gt;Of a brother or sister praying for peace&lt;br /&gt;Soft, golden glow, a call for hope,&lt;br /&gt;For a change in the way we live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there’s light, there’s life.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s darkest before dawn,&lt;br /&gt;It’s our right to survive,&lt;br /&gt;To let life go on…&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Unplug the noise, Face the music&lt;br /&gt;Hang up the phone, Be in the moment&lt;br /&gt;Switch it off, See things clearly&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord to the addictions numbing your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it can’t be done, Billions as one&lt;br /&gt;Turning off the consumer machine&lt;br /&gt;Here we are today, Leading the way,&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams can set us free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there’s light, there’s life.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s darkest before dawn,&lt;br /&gt;It’s our right to survive,&lt;br /&gt;To let life go on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Unplug the noise, Face the music&lt;br /&gt;Hang up the phone, Be in the moment&lt;br /&gt;Switch it off, See things clearly&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord to the addictions killing the Earth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candlenight, candlenight…….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8057517604285029906?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5i0JbmBHs5I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4975864093913596221</id><published>2011-06-12T19:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:06:02.578+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ポスト311'/><title type='text'>5/18和訳：ポスト３１１for survival</title><content type='html'>「ポスト３１１」を生き延びる～日本滞在７日間レポート&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この２０年間、私はひとりの歌手として、またキャンペーン活動を目的として、１０年以上もの月日をナマケモノ倶楽部の皆さんに助けられながら、持続可能なライフスタイルを紹介するために、日本を何度も訪れてきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今回、東日本大震災からわずか１ヶ月後で、今なお福島からの放射能が降り続けている中開催された「アースデイ東京」に出演するために、私は日本に行くことを決めました。今後、地球を壊さない未来へと歩み始めた日本の皆さんの力になりたかったから。３１１以降、日本から入ってくる様々なニュースに、私は感動や怒りなど多くの影響を受けてきました。そして、今、心に平和を保ちながら「日本に行く」という決心を新たにしたのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYLfPaCoN4k/TdRwp3Qz77I/AAAAAAAAAiE/rIHHS1QXsUE/s1600/earthday+tokiko%252C+keibo%252C+kousuke-san.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYLfPaCoN4k/TdRwp3Qz77I/AAAAAAAAAiE/rIHHS1QXsUE/s320/earthday+tokiko%252C+keibo%252C+kousuke-san.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;アースデイ東京にて。隣は加藤登紀子さん。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;■１日目　京都にて。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オーストラリアから大阪に到着した日本滞在初日の夜は、京都で友人たちと過ごしました。まゆみは、観光スポットとして有名な嵐山へ連れていってくれました。嵐山は、お寺や伝統的な民家が連なり、川の側にある日本庭園は、それはそれはまるで絵のように美しいものでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嵐山に着いたとたん、まゆみは、観光客がほとんどいないことに気付きました。外国人も日本人さえも・・。彼女は、おみやげ屋さんが閉まっているのを今まで目にしたことがないと言いました。でも、これが私が行った京都でした。ここは福島の原発からは、かなり離れたところにあると思われるのに。私は、日本の人々は信仰を失ってしまった、と感じました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はまゆみに、原発の被害についてどう思っているかと聞きました。まゆみは「私は単純に知らなかったの、原発がどれほど恐ろしいものなのか、そして日本にこれほどまで多くの原発（５３基）が存在していたという事実を・・」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まゆみはとても知的な女性で、すばらしい教育を受けたひとりの母親であり妻であります。そして環境活動にも取り組んでいます。彼女は仲間を集い、この災害で家を失った人々に、マイ箸と布の箸ケースを作り送り届けました。まゆみと仲間達は皆同じひとつのことを感じていました。覆われていた幕は開け、約束されていた安全な生活も、日本の豊かな未来も、今はもうどこにもないと。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■２日目　横浜のカフェ　デラテラにて。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;次の日は、私がパフォーマンスをするお寺がある横浜へ向かいました。このイベントの目的は、ボルネオのペナン族の生き方についてお話することでした。森を守り抜きながら平和な生活を送っている彼らの姿は、私たちに自然と、そして人々が互いに調和を保ちながら生きていくことの大切さを教えてくれます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼らの故郷である森の大部分は、日本の都市化、工業化へのプロセスの犠牲となってきました。都心の高層ビルたちは地震で揺れ動きながら重力に反抗しています。今、日本を支えてきたこの文化は、日本を地球から遥か遠く離れさせてしまいました。３千万以上もの人が住むこの東京では、毎朝のラッシュアワーの電車の中で押しつぶされ、ひどく孤独を感じている人々・・。ボルネオの深い森で一人静かに佇むよりも、東京では寂しさを感じている人が大勢いる事実、なんと皮肉なことでしょう・・。&lt;br /&gt;ミュージシャンの松谷冬太さんとご本尊の前で、私たちは共に歌い、祈りました。これから進むべく道を求めるため、ペナン族の人々の知恵に影響を受け、地球と、そして私たちお互いのつながりを密に感じながら・・。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は東京に住む母親たちに話を聞きました。彼女達はこの災害の後、どこに行きどこに住めばよいか決めかねている苦悩を話してくれました。正確な放射能の数値に関する情報が得られるまで子どもたちを連れて南の方へ逃げた母親達は、一部の自分勝手で人を見捨てるような考えを持つ人から責められもしました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自然育児友の会の代表をつとめる友人のあつこは、原発のもっとすぐ近くに住み続けている母親たちが存在するにも関わらず、東京の母親たちが抱えてしまったパニックや恐怖を取り除くため、ネット上に繰り広げられている討論を緩和することに努めたと話してくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■３日目　アースデイ東京&lt;br /&gt;私は電車で横浜から東京の中心部（渋谷）まで行きました。イベントに来てくださった人々のために、私は寒い雨の日に行われたアースデイで演奏しました。その日はある意味、憂鬱でそして無謀な一日でした。私たちの討論はたくさんの問いに溢れ、終わることなく、完璧な解決策を誰一人として明言することができませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちが今はっきりと認識していることは、私たちが心の中でどのように感じているかということ。私たちはお互いがより近付き、批評をするのではなく、今までよりも多くの怒りを感じ、そして今まで以上の思いやりや勇気、創造力を抱きながら、以前の日本とは違うこの新しい日本に向き合っています。私たちのあらゆる感情は、泡のように溢れ出し、表面に現れてきました。ある意味、この大震災は、私たちに感情の解放という自由を与えました。&lt;br /&gt;その日の夜、「つぶつぶカフェ」というオーガニックレストランで歌いました。友人である大谷ゆみこさんは、日本在来の穀物を知り尽くした女神。彼女は長年にわたり、食と栄養というテーマを基に、いのちのためのサバイバルを追及してきました。彼女の信念は深く、そして日本を変えていけるという希望に溢れています。マクロビオティックフードを取り入れていた長崎・広島の生存者の方達の実例を基に、玄米、お味噌汁、海塩、海藻類や梅干を摂取することこそが、放射能汚染から体を守り癌をも予防すると、彼女は言っています。&lt;br /&gt;日本に住む私の友人達は、震災以来、自宅で和食を積極的に摂った結果、余計な体重が減り、健康になり活力がみなぎってきたと言います。&lt;br /&gt;その日の夜は、ガレージにはどこも外国車が停めてあるセレブな界隈に暮らすともこの素敵な家に泊めてもらいました。ともこと旦那さんのかずひでと私は、答えの出ないたくさんの課題について、明け方まで語らいました。かずひでは東京電力について、興味深い話をしてくれました。東京電力とは、今毎日のようにニュースで取り上げられている今回の放射能流出を引き起こした会社のことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数ヶ月前、東京電力は、オール電化キャンペーンの一環で、追い炊きや料理にガスを使う人々に対し、ガスの代わりにもっと「安全」な電力をと促しました。オール電化へと切り替えたお客様には、ステンレスの水筒をプレゼントしました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ガスから電力に乗り換えたかずひでは、早速もらった水筒を職場で使うのを楽しみにしながら、鞄の中に入れて持っていきました。ところが、数週間も経たないうちに、水筒から水が漏れてしまい、鞄の中に入れていた物がすべてびしょびしょになってしまいました。かずひでが水筒を手にとると、キャップに不具合があるのがわかりました。かずひでが「代わりのキャップはどこで手に入るか？」と東京電力に問い合わせると、「申し訳ありませんが、代替品はご用意いたしかねます。」と答えるだけでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、かずひではあきらめませんでした。もっと細部を調べてみると、なぜこんなに早く水筒が壊れてしまったのかがわかりました。水筒についている鋭い金属によって、キャップが傷つき口が開いてしまっていました。原因は明らかに水筒のデザインの欠如にあり、それは数ヶ月もすると水筒の中の水を保つことができないものでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;東京電力が配ったこの数万個もの不良品によって、どれほど多くの人の持ち物が水浸しになり、携帯電話が使い物にならなくなってしまったことでしょう。（私は、これは、昨今の水筒ブームに対抗するための熟考された策略だったのではないかと思っています・・）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;とにかくかずひでは、東京電力に電話し、水筒を受け取った多くの人たちが自分と同じ目に合わないよう、水筒を今すぐ回収するよう要求しました。ところが、東京電力はかずひでの要求を「丁重に」断り、代わりに今後は水筒が入ったギフトボックスの中に、「万一漏れが発生することを考え、気をつけてお使いください。」と書いた小さなメモを入れておく、と言ったのです！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その後、今回の大震災と津波により、東京電力管轄内である福島原子力発電所の事故が起こりました。そして今となっては世界中の人々が知っています。東京電力がいかに、「漏れ」に対処する術を知らないことを・・。&lt;br /&gt;かずひでは怒りでいっぱいでした。東京電力は担当者をかずひでの家まで出向かせ、水筒のことで迷惑をおかけしました、と「深く謝罪」しましたが、かずひではこれでは何も変わらないことを知っていました。水筒の漏れにさえ的確な対処ができない東京電力が、原子力発電所を安全に稼働させているなどということを、どうして私たちが信頼できるのでしょうか。そしてそんな彼らがどのようにして、福島の原発の放射能漏れを止めることができるのでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;かずひでが一番不満に思っていることは、東京での電力の提供を東京電力一社が担っている、という点です。日本には他に１０社もの電力会社があるにも関らず、其々の会社は競争を排除し、地域での独占事業を行っています。もし東京の人々が、東京電力の電力を拒否しようものなら、彼らには選択権がありません。電力がなくては、トイレも使えない、電気もつかない、水もお風呂も使えず、暖房も使えない・・。日本のほとんどの人は、彼らを生かしつ続けることさえできないたったひとつの会社に頼りきっているのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もしまた大きな地震が日本を襲い、状況が今よりも悪化したなら、もしその時浜岡原発がダメージを受けたら、どんな行動をとりますか、と私は人々に質問しました。「八方塞がりの状況でどこにも逃げることができないでしょう。北へも南へも放射能が広がり、道は閉ざされてしまう。そして住宅ローンの問題が残ります。家や仕事を残してどこかへ逃げても、どうにかしてローンを返済するお金をつくらなければなりません。日本の不況で、貨幣の価値は下がる一方で、家を売ったとしても借金を十分に返済することはできません。」と、彼らは答えてくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;険しい課題と挑戦が、今後の日本を（世界を）変えていくように私は感じています。日本に住む数え切れない多くの人々は今完全に塞ぎ込まれてしまっています。彼らは生き抜くためにどこかへ逃げることもできないのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この十数年で、私が住んできた貧しい国々に住む人々は、強さと、回復力、適用能力と創造力を持ち合わせていることを、私は本能的に感じていました。大震災を通してここ日本で、そのことが明らかになりました。「貧困」は自由を意味し、「貧困」とは生き抜くことにつながるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■４日目　アースデー東京&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;次の日の朝、私はともことかずひでと一緒に、都知事選挙に行きました。４０スクエアほどの大きな看板に、立候補者たちの顔と彼らのスローガンが日本語で書かれていました。投票する人たちにとっては（投票は義務づけられてはいません。）、この看板が、どの立候補者に投票するかを決める最初のステップになるそうです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ひどく決心を固めた人、握りこぶしを掲げている人、歯をむき出しにして笑っている人など、彼らの顔の表情は様々でした。私の友人達は、「反核」と小さな見出しを掲げているたったひとりの人に投票することにしました。私は投票するコーナーに辿り着きました。そこでは、ものものしい行列がつくられ、正式な手続きが行われていました。そしてそこにある合板の机は、紙で覆われていました。それが私が見たすべてでした、すべてが順序正しく、またすべてがコントロールされていました・・でも本当にそうでないといけないの？&lt;br /&gt;２日目のアースデイ東京は週末にあたり、春の陽気に恵まれ、とてもたくさんの人々が来場し共に祝いました。舞台でのたくさんのパフォーマンスを楽しんだり、連なる売店を眺め歩いたりしました。布オムツや布製の生理ナプキンを売っている店、マイケル・ジャクソンの「アースソング」を売っている店、大きな鹿肉のハンバーガーを売っている売店などもありました。この２０年間で、日本の環境活動は本当に大きく成長し発展してきました。&lt;br /&gt;アーズデイ東京では、ナマケモノ倶楽部も出店しました。ナマケモノ倶楽部は、もう１０年以上も私が関っているグループで、幸せで健康そしてサステナブルなライフスタイルを追求しています。様々なキャンペーンを紹介する中、夏至と冬至の日に２時間だけ電気を消しましょう、というキャンペーンを行ったり、キャンペーンの成功を担う仲間達とドリンクを持ち寄って励まし合ったりもしました。今回のアースデイに込められている主なメッセージは「アンペアダウン」で、みなさんが家での省エネの為に、実際に取り入れてもらえる方法を紹介することが私たちの務めでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬太と私は心から歌いました、お客様を巻き込んで、ふたりで一緒に書いた新しい歌である「ありがとう、さようなら、原発」を繰り返し繰り返し歌いました。私たちは原発を排除する準備ができた、今こそ動き出し、本当に安全で環境維持ができる未来を築いていく-これがこの歌に込められたメッセージです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜には私のお気に入りの場所、東京の郊外に位置する藤野を訪れました。藤野は日本で初めてシュタイナー・スクールが認められた場所で、とても活気に溢れたトランジション・タウンの活動が盛んな街です。そして日本で初めてパーマカルチャーを推進した街として知られ、たくさんのアーティスト達で溢れ、文化的な創造活動を行っていることで有名です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伝統的なアーティストのヴィレッジ（芸術の家）にあるジャズバーでの演奏を終えた後、私たちはこの街の「movers and shakers（移動する人々と揺れ動く人々）」について語り合いました。かなり多くの人々が福島県より南へ、そして九州へ永住するために移動していった人達もいました。まだ原発の近くにいる人達は、自分達はまるで実験動物のようだと話していました。原発から漏れた低い数値の放射能を浴び続けた結果どうなるか、ということを政府はテストしているのではないでしょうか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;藤野で私たちは、日常の会話の中で、今回の震災について話題にすることがどれだけ難しいことかを、話し合いました。原発の問題については、様々な意見が飛び交っています。低い数値の放射能であれば人体に影響はないという報道や、一定量の放射能を浴びなければ「安全」だというお医者さまの意見など。そんな中で、日本の人達は原発についてほとんど口にしないようになってしまいました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「普通」の生活に戻った、というのは見せかけで、何もかもが以前とは違います。もしかしたら、社会が（あるいは個人が）この状況に対してどう対処したら良いか、という教科書がどこにもないのが問題なのかもしれません。今もなお、従順で服従的な社会をつくり続けている日本では、自立した考えを持つことを歓迎されていません。人々は停滞し、混乱し、日本での生活は窮地に陥っています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ひとりの男性が話してくれました。彼の娘さんは、１００万ドルの景色を楽しめる、真新しい高層のペントハウスのマンションから引っ越したそうです。娘さんは、もし次に地震が来て高層マンションの中に閉じ込められ、電気が遮断されれば何もかも失ってしまうことに気付いたのです-水もトイレも暖房も使えず、エレベーターも動かない、そして高層ビルの中にいては窓を開けて外へ飛び出すこともできないのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はシュタイナー・スクールで働いている友人に、どう対処しているのか聞きました。彼らは水道と大気の放射能を自主的に計測しているそうです。それによって屋外での被ばくを制限しているようです。（今年の運動会は屋内で行われることになったとか。）藤野を離れたのは数家族で、彼らが元住んでいた場所に戻りたい、と言った時にどうすればいいのかと頭を抱えているそうです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PClJRrHGZVg/TdRw6U7WGDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/CJpGprWzVs0/s1600/japan+organic+cafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PClJRrHGZVg/TdRw6U7WGDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/CJpGprWzVs0/s320/japan+organic+cafe.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;アサンテサーナ・カフェにて。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■５日目　東京のダウンタウンにて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;午前に、私たちは、東京のナマケモノ倶楽部のオフィスでミーティングを開きました。スタッフやボランティアの皆さんは一丸となってイベントを行い、ネットワークを構築し、震災の被害に遭われた方々を助けたり、メディアの取材に応じたりしながら、生存維持可能な未来へ向けての希望を胸に、リーダーシップを取ってきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ナマケモノ倶楽部は日本ではとてもユニークな存在です。幅広い年齢層で、色とりどりの人生を歩んできたみなさんが集まってできたグループです。彼らは「自分にできること」を周りの人とシェアしながら、支え合いながら活動しています。ナマケモノ倶楽部は、数ある環境団体の中でも、お互いを励まし合い、つながりを感じることのできる数少ないグループです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日の日本では、混乱や絶望感を抱えながら、脆く、今にも壊れそうな道を、皆で一緒によろめきながら進んでいます。と同時に、今後日本がポジティブに変容できる、という大きな希望と可能性を胸に、心のバランスをとりながら歩んでいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;このテーマを掲げて、銀座のエコ旅館・吉水で行われた夜のイベントに参加しました。このホテルは、環境保護を推進した素晴らしいホテルです。有機食材を使ったお料理、ベッドから壁にいたるまで何もかもです。本当に美しく伝統を重んじていて、清潔でシンプルなつくりで、まさに東京の中心にあるエコロジカルなオアシスでしょう。環境のことを特に気にかけ、心配する外国客の多くが日本を避け、空室が続く中、吉水はイベントホールと化し、お客様で満員になりました。&lt;br /&gt;ナマケモノ倶楽部の世話人の一人、高坂さんは「ダウンシフト」を掲げたベストセラー本を先日出版しました。人生をもっとシンプルに生き、過剰消費で競争社会な人生から退くことで、本当の人生を全うしよう、と彼は提案しています。私も高坂さんと辻さんと一緒に、原発事故が起こった原因にもつながるであろうこのトピックについて深く探求しています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■６日目　国分寺のカフェスローにて。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朝、とても早くに目が覚めてしまいました。オーストラリアと日本では時差もないのですが、私の体内時計は、つものように日本のお日様の光に反応してしまうのです。私には、日本の人は夜も十分な睡眠を取れていないように見えます。人々は電気の目覚まし時計に起こされ、デパートは夜１０時半頃まで開けておかないといけないような状況をつくっています。（私は、電力会社が利益を上げるために、わざと人々を寝かせておかないのではないかと、疑っています。それによって、２４時間経営のコンビニが道に溢れ、世界のどの都市も夜通し明かりが灯っています。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早朝にウォーキングをしていると、日本でも一番の観光メッカである築地魚市場がすぐ近くにあることを発見しました！日本を訪れるようになって２２年も経つのに、私は初めて築地魚市場に行きました。それは本当に夢のような光景でした。ちょうど遠い未来から訪れた人が映画を見ているような気持ちに陥りました。世界中から送られてきた様々な魚やシーフードが並んでいました-でも今となってはこの魚たちはどれだけ汚れてしまったのだろう、と考えてしまいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;福島の放射能だけでなく、世界中の海から流れてくるプラスチックや他の毒物からでた有害なものによって、汚染されていることでしょう。漁業に携わる懸命で、素直な漁師さんたちは、今、まさに先の見えない未来に直面しています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;３月１１日以降、魚市場は観光客はほとんど見られず、もう誰もこの地球に浮かぶ遥か遠い海からも、あの美しい生き物たちを捕りに行くことはできません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちは今、グローバルカルチャーに生きています。グローバルな衝撃、グローバルな責任を共有しています。福島原発のメルトダウンによって頭を抱えている東京の漁師さんたちが抱えている問題は、私の問題です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は朝のお風呂に深くつかりました、荷造りをして動き出す前に最後のイベントが控えていました。国分寺のカフェスローで行われたこのイベントの日は、ちょうどチェルノブイリ原発事故が起きた２５周年に当たる日でした。ニューヨークアカデミーの科学者達は、チェルノブイリで亡くなった１００万人の人の死因は、数値の低い放射能によってのことだったと、発表しました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;カフェスローは１ヶ月後の５月に１０周年を迎えます。カフェスローは、発展的な考えやつながり、クリエイティブなプロジェクトを学べる場所として存在しています。子育て、栄養学、地域通貨や自然食品市場、有機的なデザインについて学ぶことができます。カフェを訪れた後、多くの人々の人生は変わり、農家の人と直接つながりを持ちオーガニックのフェアトレードコーヒーを配送したり、おいしく体に優しいマクロビオティックの食材を摂るようになりました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今回のイベントのテーマが、「貧乏ライフ」と聞き、心が躍ってしまいました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本では貧乏になることは価値の下がることだと考えられています。過去、私の日本の友人達は私の貧乏ライフを紹介すると、私に丁寧に、その生活スタイルは応援できないわ、と忠告してくれた時期もありました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも私は、少ない収入で、クリエイティブなチャレンジを続ける生活を愛していました。人々が捨てた物を集めて家を建てたり、皆がいらなくなった服を子供たちに着せたりしました。また、どうしたらお金をかけずに、シンプルな食材でおいしい料理をつくることができるかを学びました。これは、私のように実際にはもうどこにも「降りていく」場所を持っていない者にとっての、「降りていく」ライフスタイルでもあるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「貧乏」ライフスタイルを送っている松本さんは、クリエイティブで芸術的なこのイベントの主催者です。彼は毎日東京の街に出て、原発廃止を多くの人々に訴えています。そして彼の書物を通して、今、「貧乏」ライフスタイルが人々の間で、理解されてきています。松本さんは、辻さんと松谷冬太さん私と一緒に、貧困や生存の今後の役割、また３月１１日以降の日本が挑戦していくこと、について話し合いました。&lt;br /&gt;イベントに参加していた友人のひとりが、その日の朝に福島で撮影したビデオを見せてくれました。彼の頬には涙がつたっていました。原発から２０キロ圏のところで、車内で計測していたガイガーカウンターは振り切れていました。おそらく地面は降り続く雨によってもっと高いだろうと彼はコメントしてくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;地元でセブンイレブンで働く２０歳の女性に、いますぐここから出るよう懇願しました。雇い主にも彼女をここから出すよう訴えたそうです。でも店主は、「政府が私がこの地域にいても安全だと言っているので、そのアドバイスに従います」と言うだけでした。&lt;br /&gt;私には、社会が、もっと欲しい、という中毒にかかってきた結果の症状として、福島の原発事故が起きたように見えるのです。人々が、本当の豊かさや幸せとは何かを察知する感性が失われてしまった真実が、今浮き彫りになっています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;行き過ぎた便利さである２４時間営業のお店や自動販売機はどこの街角にもあります。テクノロジーを駆使してつくられたトイレは、座るとすべてのことをしてくれます。日本の電気消費量は７０年代から、５倍も増えています。そして今日では、毎年３万人もの人が自ら命を絶っています。私が話しをした誰もが、放射能の恐怖にさらされ続けるより、少ない電力で生活していきたいと言っていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この大震災によって、多くの想定外のことが起こり続けています。日本は世界でも、教育を受け知識に富む人が多く、国としても発展していて、高い技術を有している国です。しかし、日常の常識に対してはどうでしょうか？欠如のある場所に、誰が原発をつくったのでしょう。不要になったものを貯蔵できる解決策も持ち合わせてないまま、誰が、危険で高額な原発を設立したのでしょう。今回の原発事故で、直接放射能の影響を受け苦しんだ人々が、どうしてこの技術を使い続けると言うでしょう。もしこれが、「良い教育」を受けた人々の行動であるならば、私は今すぐ子供達を学校から連れて帰ります。&lt;br /&gt;オーストラリアへ帰国。&lt;br /&gt;私はこの旅で、葛藤の感情が湧き上がり、心がもやもやとしていました。オーストラリアに帰ってきて、少しホッとしました。今も尚続く震災後の影響に立ち向かっている日本の友人達のことを思うと胸が張り裂けそうになります。と同時に、特に若者が先頭に立って、生存可能な未来をつくっていくために行動を起こし始めていることに感動しています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここオーストラリアでは、日本の大震災については今はもう報道されていません。東京電力が完全に放射能が漏れていることを公表し、事態は想像していたより遥かに悪い状態であるということを今やっと認めたというのに・・。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;続けて高い数値の放射能が検知されている福島では、放射能汚染地域で働く大人たちが年間に浴びても安全だと言われている数値を以前の６倍に引き上げました。福島の子供達は、放射能汚染の未来を宣告されました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はみなさんにこちらのサイトの申請書に署名をすることを、お願いしています。(&lt;a href="http://fukushima.greenaction-japan.org/petition/"&gt;http://fukushima.greenaction-japan.org/petition/&lt;/a&gt;)放射能汚染地域に住むお母さんや子供達にそこから立ち退き（必要であれば、このオーストラリアにでも）、喜びに満ちたクリエイティブな人生を送ってほしいのです。しかし、この決断をするのは、個人個人にかかっていることと承知しています。自分自身に尋ね、考えをシフトさせ、私たちの人生や生き方を変えていこうではありませんか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：小倉明子）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4975864093913596221?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4975864093913596221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4975864093913596221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4975864093913596221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gs2Uo_C7de4/Te73nZcSy8I/AAAAAAAAACs/ldQXxD4TZyA/s1600/pachacrosscountry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gs2Uo_C7de4/Te73nZcSy8I/AAAAAAAAACs/ldQXxD4TZyA/s200/pachacrosscountry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615698041594104770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Slow Mother Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;May 30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Life as ‘normal’? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;However hard I try, I can’t stop thinking about Fukushima – though it has left the media headlines here long ago, and life seems to go on as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I guess this must be what its like in Japan too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do you enter into any meaningful conversation about anything without feeling like a killjoy? How do you take appropriate action while still managing to care well for your children and your household?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The contradiction between this everyday, comfortable, joyful existence and the knowledge of the continual assault on the life support systems of the Earth is stark and seemingly impossible to reconcile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yet, life goes on, and perhaps that is the source of sanity – just the knowledge that life goes on and we have the privilege to celebrate it. We breathe, we eat, we sleep, we interact…and here in Woombah we have little to complain about. The weather is getting cooler, so we fire up the pot-belly stove from time to time and we set a bonfire blazing in the cool night air with our friends on the weekend. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Pacha and Yani have been growing and thriving day by day. Last week they both represented the school in the long distance running contest for the whole region. Pacha came second place ahead of 100 other runners of her age group and will go to the next level next week. What was most exciting to see was her smile even before she reached the finish line. Only Pacha can smile like that after 2 kilometres! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yani came 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and looked like he would never move again at the end of the race…he must have put in everything he had. He says he prefers surfing! He was chosen by our local surfing club to compete against a neighbouring town, Angourie, on Sunday and was doing very well in the massive surf until a wave dumped him and the fins on his board slashed into his thigh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now he has an impressive scar to remind him of this rite of passage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We finished the weekend with a long walk with Ollie and a neighbourhood friend, finding a perfect place by the river to take the horses swimming. Along the way there were sea eagles, night-hawks, falcons, pelicans and any number of other birds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the sun began to set the sky and clouds lit up in delicate colours and shades of grey…and I found myself asking to no-one in particular; isn’t that enough? Why do we want more than the priceless existence we have been given? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-139960107202499867?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/139960107202499867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=139960107202499867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/139960107202499867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/139960107202499867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-as-normal.html' title='Life as &apos;Normal&apos;?'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gs2Uo_C7de4/Te73nZcSy8I/AAAAAAAAACs/ldQXxD4TZyA/s72-c/pachacrosscountry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6518770836323670249</id><published>2011-05-18T15:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:23:01.051+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival Post 3/11 Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;7 Days in Japan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYLfPaCoN4k/TdRwp3Qz77I/AAAAAAAAAiE/rIHHS1QXsUE/s1600/earthday+tokiko%252C+keibo%252C+kousuke-san.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYLfPaCoN4k/TdRwp3Qz77I/AAAAAAAAAiE/rIHHS1QXsUE/s320/earthday+tokiko%252C+keibo%252C+kousuke-san.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at Earthday Tokyo, with Tokiko Kato, Kousaka, Keibo and Kusajima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Survival post 3/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For over 20 years, I’ve been visiting Japan as a singer and campaigner, helping form a group called the Sloth Club over ten years ago to promote sustainable lifestyles. This year I was invited to perform at Earth Day in Tokyo, just over a month after the devastating earthquake and tsunami and as the radiation continued to spill out of the Fukushima plant. I went because I wanted to support the people who are leading the way to a sustainable future. I was moved, enraged, inspired and have become more peacefully determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day one – Kyoto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I flew into Osaka from Australia and spent the first night with friends in Kyoto. Mayumi took me to a famous tourist spot - Arashiyama, a network of temples and traditional houses and gardens picturesquely set beside the river. My host quickly noted that there were hardly any tourists, Japanese or foreign and she had never seen souvenir shops closed before. But this was Kyoto, supposedly beyond the reach of radiation particles from the Fukushima reactor. I sensed that people lost faith in Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked what her reaction was to the nuclear disaster and she said; ‘I simply did not know, I simply couldn’t imagine how dangerous nuclear power could be and I just didn’t realise how many reactors (53) there are all over Japan’. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mayumi is an intelligent, highly educated wife and mother involved in the environment movement. She has been organising gatherings of her friends to make chopsticks with cloth holders to send to homeless victims of the disaster. She says that many of her friends feel the same; the veil has been lifted, the promise of a safe, secure and prosperous future in Japan can no longer be trusted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day two – Café Dela Terra, Yokohama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day I moved to Yokohama where I stayed and performed in a Buddhist temple. The theme of the event was in sharing the story of the Penan tribe of Borneo, their struggle to protect their forest and their peaceful way of life that can teach us all something about living in harmony with each other and nature. It was their forest homelands that were sacrificed largely to form the concrete that has become modern, industrial Japan - those tall skyscrapers in central Tokyo defying gravity as they swayed during the earthquake- now supporting a culture that has moved farther and farther away from the Earth. It is ironic that despite its 30 million people, you can feel more lonely in downtown Tokyo squashed into a rush hour train than sitting by yourself in the deepest Borneo jungle…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;With musician Matsuya Fuyuta, we sang and we prayed in front of the Buddhas, humbly calling on our sense of connection with the Earth, with each other, inspired by the wisdom of people like the Penan, to find a way forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I started speaking with mothers in Tokyo and they told me of the anguish they had in deciding whether to stay or go in the days after the accident. Those who did escape with their children to the south of Japan to wait for accurate information about the levels of radiation were accused by those who stayed behind as being selfish – abandoning their communities who stayed behind. My friend Atsuko who directs a parenting association talked about how they tried to moderate the on-line discussion to reduce the element of panic and fear, as there were many mothers in their network still living much closer to the reactor with their children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day three – Earth Day Tokyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I took the train into downtown Tokyo. Performing on a cold, wet day to the dedicated crowds who came into to the city for Earth Day. It was a kind of somber, kind of reckless day. Our discussions were open ended and full of questions, no one professing to be the ‘expert’ with all the solutions. What we do know is how we feel; closer together in the face of this new Japan than before; less judgement, more anger, more compassion, more courage, more creativity. Emotions are bubbling to the surface. In some ways, the disaster has delivered freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the evening I sang in an organic vegan restaurant, the tsubu, tsubu café. My friend Otani Yumiko, the ‘Queen’ of natural grains in Japan’ has been leading a ‘survival’ movement based on diet and nutrition for many years. She is full of hope for what she believes is a profound change sweeping Japan. Like many in the macrobiotic food movement, based on survival stories from Nagasaki and Hiroshima, she says the best way to clear radiation out of your body and stay cancer free is to eat organic brown rice, miso soup, sea salt, sea-weed and pickled plums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of my friends in Japan say they have lost weight and gained health and vitality since the disaster…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That night I went back to stay in a beautiful home in a fashionable district, where European cars filled the garages. Tomoko, her husband Kazuhide and I stayed up till the early hours in the morning; ending up with more questions than answers. Kazu told me an interesting story about, TEPCO - the same company now in the daily headlines exposing its inadequacy in dealing with the nuclear disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few months ago TEPCO started running a campaign encouraging consumers to ‘switch’ from natural gas (for water heating and cooking etc) to ‘safer’ electricity. They gave consumers a gift of a stainless steel water bottle if they made the switch. Kazu received one and happily packed it into his day bag to bring to work. After a few weeks he discovered that it had leaked all over his belongings. He inspected the offending water bottle and discovered that the cap was the problem. He called TEPCO and asked where he could source another cap. They told him: ‘sorry, we don’t have any replacements’. Kazu persevered. He inspected the cap in more detail and discovered why it had broken so quickly. The seal had been cut through by the sharp metal from the water bottle. It was a design flaw that would make it impossible for any of the bottles to hold water after a few months. He thought about how many millions of these bottles must have been sent out by TEPCO through their ‘switch’ campaign and how many people’s belongings would be soaked by the water, how many trashed mobile phones and sopping wet organisers…(if I believed in conspiracy theories I could think it was deliberate sabotage of the movement to bring your own water bottles to avoid using electric vending machines…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, he called the company again and asked them to recall the bottle to avoid this fate befalling all the people who had received this ‘gift’ from TEPCO. They ‘politely’ refused this request and directed his attention to a small note inside the gift box asking users to ‘take care’ when using the bottle in case of leaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then the great earthquake and tsunami came and TEPCO’s Fukushima nuclear plant blew up. Now the whole world knows about TEPCO’s incapacity to deal with leaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kazu is angry. TEPCO even sent representatives to his home to ‘deeply apologise’ for his inconvenience, but he knows nothing really changes. If they can’t even take responsibility for a leaking water bottle, how can they be trusted to run a nuclear power plant, and how can they plug the big leak at Fukushima?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kazu says the most frustrating thing is the fact that TEPCO is the only electricity supplier in Tokyo. Although there are ten power companies in Japan, each company operates a regional monopoly eliminating competition. If they refuse TEPCO power, they have no other choice. No electricity – no toilet, no lights, no water, no bath, no heating…Almost everyone in Japan is now ‘dependent’ on the very companies that may well kill them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked them what they would do if the situation became worse, if there was another earthquake and if this time the nearby Hamaoka nuclear reactor was damaged. They said that they were essentially trapped. Physically they wouldn’t really have anywhere to go – both the north and the southern escape routes would be blocked by radiation. And then there is the issue of their mortgage. Even if they were to leave their home (and jobs), they would still have to find a way to make their repayments. With prices dropping in the economic climate of Japan, they wouldn’t be able to pay their debt by selling their house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It dawned on me, the sheer scale of the challenge to turn the tide in this country (and the world), I realised that hundreds of millions of people in Japan are completely trapped – they can’t even escape to survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For many years I have known instinctively that there is more strength, resilience, adaptability and creativity in the communities of the poor within the ‘poor’ countries I have lived in. Here, through this disaster in Japan, the theory is verified; ‘poverty’ can mean freedom; ‘poverty’ becomes survival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day four – Earth Day Tokyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next morning I joined my hosts as they went to cast their vote for their local elections. We are confronted with a huge billboard with about 40 neatly filled squares, of faces and simple slogans in Japanese. For many people who do chose to vote (voting is not compulsory), this is often where the decision on who actually to vote for begins. The expressions on the faces displayed range from fierce determination and clenched fists to wide toothy smiles. My friends decided to vote for the only person who has a small caption stating they are ‘anti-nuclear’. I peek around the corner into the voting area to see an attempt to create a perception of pomp and formality – paper table cloths obscure the legs of standard hardwood veneer tables. And that’s what it’s all about, the perception that everything is in order and under control…but what if it isn’t? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The second day of Tokyo Earth Day weekend saw glorious spring weather and hundreds of thousands of people celebrating; enjoying performances on the many stages and browsing among the hundreds of stalls. From a booth selling cloth nappies and sanitary napkins to a Michael Jackson ‘Earth song’ stall to food stands selling wild deer meat burgers – Japan’s environment movement has grown and evolved magnificently over the past 20 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Sloth Club had its stall there too. This is a group I have been involved with from the beginning over ten years ago, promoting happy, healthy, sustainable lifestyles. Leading a wide variety of campaigns from switching off lights for two hours at solstice (pre-Earth hour) to the successful campaign encouraging people to carry their own drinks. This Earth Day its main message was: ‘ampere down’, promoting practical ideas to reduce home electricity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fuyuta and I sang our hearts out, leading the audience in the refrain of a new song we are writing together: ‘Arigatoo, Sayonara, Genpatsu….’(Thank-you, Good-bye, Nuclear Power). The simple message is that we are ready to let go of nuclear power now - it’s served its purpose, now we can move on and create a truly safe and sustainable future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the evening I revisited one of my favourite towns on the outskirts of Tokyo, Fujino. This is the home of the first approved Steiner school in Japan, along with one of the most vibrant and active ‘transition town’ movements. It’s where the first example of permaculture was set up in Japan and is famous for its high concentration of artists and assorted ‘cultural creatives’. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After our performance in a jazz bar at the traditional artist’s village (Geijitsu no ie) we sat down and talked with the ‘movers and shakers’ of the town. In Fujino quite a few families have ‘moved’ south after Fukushima, some of them have permanently relocated to the southern island of Kyushu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of the people who’ve stayed behind say they feel like guinea pigs - the government is testing them to see what the results of low-level radiation exposure from nuclear power meltdowns will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In Fujino we shared how difficult it is to talk about the disaster in normal conversation. There is such a wide range of opinion; from reports that ‘a little bit of radiation is good for you’ to respected doctors warning that no amount of radiation exposure is ‘safe’. So, people tend not to talk about it at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life returns to a semblance of ‘normal’ but nothing is the same. Perhaps one of the problems is that there is no instruction booklet on how society (or an individual) should respond. And since Japan has created such an obedient and compliant society, where independent thinking is discouraged, people are left paralysed and confused, but somehow life in Japan lurches on… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One man said that his daughter moved out of her brand new high-rise penthouse apartment with a million dollar view out over the bay when she realised that if you happen to be trapped in a highrise building during an earthquake (even if it defies gravity by staying intact) – when the power is cut you have nothing – no water, no toilet, no heat, no elevators, you can’t even open the windows to jump free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked my friend who works at the Steiner school how they are coping. She said they have their own monitors for radiation levels (for both water and air) and have taken steps to limit outside exposure (this years sports carnival will be held indoors). She says that a few families have left the area and there is some confusion about what they should do if they ask to return in a few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PClJRrHGZVg/TdRw6U7WGDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/CJpGprWzVs0/s1600/japan+organic+cafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PClJRrHGZVg/TdRw6U7WGDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/CJpGprWzVs0/s320/japan+organic+cafe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 5 – Downtown Tokyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today we had a strategy meeting at the Sloth Club’s Tokyo office. Staff and volunteers have been actively organising events, networks, helping victims, commentating on media, leading initiatives of hope for a sustainable future. The Sloth club is quite unique in Japan, made up of a wide variety of people from all ages and walks of life, sharing and supporting each other to ‘do what you can do’. The Sloth Club is one of the rare environment groups where people are encouraged to feel. Today we are all teetering on the edge of vulnerability, confusion and despair, balanced by a sense of the enormous potential there is now for positive change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This theme continued into the evening event at the Yoshimizu hotel in Ginza. This is without a doubt the ‘greenest’ hotel in Tokyo; organic food, bedding, walls, everything. It’s beautifully traditional; clean, simple - an ecological oasis in the heart of Tokyo. While the hotel itself was almost empty, with most environmentally conscious tourists keeping away from Japan, its performance hall was packed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the Sloth Club directors, Kousaka-san, has recently written a best selling book on the topic of ‘down-shifting’ – living more simple, fulfilling lives to escape the rat race of over-consumption. I joined him and Keibo Oiwa to delve more deeply into this concept in the context of the nuclear disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day six: Café Slow Kokobunji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up ridiculously early – as usual. There’s no jetlag between Australia and Japan, but my internal clock is triggered by sunlight. In Japan, it seems that people generally sleep very little (at night anyway), are dependent on electric alarm clocks and as a result department stores open at around 10.30am. (I suspect that electric companies figured out they can boost profits by keeping people awake longer, and thus 24 hour ‘convenience’ stores litter the streets and the whole country glows all night). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I set off for an early morning walk in Tokyo and found I was staying just down the road from one of the most famous tourist meccas of the country – the Tsukiji fish markets! And after 22 years of visiting Japan - I had never actually been there before. It was a surreal experience; I felt I was witnessing something that was no longer real. Like a visitor from the future watching a movie – all manner of seafood harvested from all over the world…I couldn’t help wondering how much was poisoned – not only from the Fukushima radiation, but from the plastics and other toxins spreading out far and wide. Fishermen – hard workers and, somehow, honest workers, despite the cruelty often implicated in this work – facing a very uncertain future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was the fish market post 3/11 - hardly any tourists – no crowds to hamper stopping and staring at the beautiful creatures caught from the far reaches of the planets oceans. We are global culture now – global impacts, global responsibility; the meltdown at Fukushima is my problem just as much as it is the problem of these fishermen in Tokyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I soaked in a deep morning bath before packing up to move once again, this time to the final event at the Café Slow in Kokobunji, marking the 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of the Chernobyl disaster, that the New York Academy of scientists had recently verified had caused the death of one million people from ongoing low-level radiation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a month’s time it will be the tenth anniversary of this café, that has become an institution in Tokyo. It functions like an institute of higher learning for progressive ideas, networks and creative projects – from parenting, to nutrition, alternative currency, local markets and sustainable architecture and design. Thousands of people have transformed their lives after a visit to this café; sipping on a cup of organic fair trade coffee (where you can make direct contact with the farmers) or dining on delicious macrobiotic organic food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was quite exciting to see that the theme of this event was on the topic of ‘bimbo’ lifestyle. It seems that ‘bimbo’ is a derogatory term in Japan for being poor. Japanese friends have politely discouraged me in the past when I’ve used this term to describe my lifestyle – but I love the creative challenge of living within a low income; building my home (and dressing my family) with things people have thrown away, learning how to make simple (and sometimes throwaway) ingredients make delicious, low cost meals. It’s a kind of ‘down-shifting’ for people like me who have never really had anywhere to ‘down-shift’ from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;‘Bimbo’ lifestyler Mr. Matsumoto, is a main organiser of the creative, artistic demonstrations bringing thousands of everyday people to the streets of Tokyo to call for an end of nuclear power in the country, and has popularised the ‘bimbo’ concept through his writing. He joined Keibo, Fuyuta-san and I to discuss the role of poverty and survival and the challenge of Japan post 3/11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A member of the audience had been to Fukushima that very morning. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he showed me video of the spiking geiger counter readings taken from inside the car just outside the 20 km exclusion zone and said that the levels on the ground were much higher due to concentrations after the rain. He told me he begged a 20 year old girl working in a 7-11 store nearby to leave immediately. He pleaded with her employers to let her go. But she said that the government had said that it was safe for her to stay, so she would follow their advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;To me, the disaster at Fukushima is a symptom of a society that is addicted to having more. The truth is most people have long since lost a sense of true wellbeing and happiness, despite having unsurpassed ‘convenience’, 24 hour stores and vending machines on every corner, toilet seats that do just about everything - technology of every description. Electricity consumption in Japan has risen 5 fold since the 70s, but these days some 30 000 people commit suicide every year. Everyone I spoke to said they would rather live with less electricity than deal with the constant and ever present threat of nuclear radiation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The disaster calls into question many assumptions. Japan is one of the most educated, developed and technologically advanced countries in the world – but what happened to commonsense? Who builds a nuclear power station on a fault line; who builds dangerous, expensive nuclear power stations with no solution to storing the waste? How can a culture that directly experienced the impact of radiation (and suffers as a result to this day) continue to promote this technology? If this is the result of a ‘good education’, then I feel like pulling my children out of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Return to Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I felt such a strange conflict of emotions; relief that I had ‘made it’ back, despair my friends coping with the ongoing disaster, excitement that especially young people are leading the way in creative action for a sustainable future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Here in Australia the issue is now out of the media, despite the fact that TEPCO now admits the accident is far worse than they previously stated and that a full melt-down has occurred. In response to the continuing high levels of radiation being experienced in Fukushima prefecture, the Japanese authorities have now increased the maximum yearly radiation exposure to some 6 times previously acceptable to an adult working in the nuclear industry. The children of Fukushima have been condemned to a radioactive future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I encourage everyone to sign petitions (http://fukushima.greenaction-japan.org/petition/), encourage mothers and children to leave the area (even as far as Australia if need be) and protest joyfully and creatively - but ultimately I think the most effective action is a deeply personal one; ask questions, shift our thinking and change our way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6518770836323670249?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6518770836323670249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YVBilVM-Hig/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5138754011688702011</id><published>2011-05-01T03:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T03:49:47.101+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4/15和訳</title><content type='html'>25年前、私はチェルノブイリから逃げようと、旅行中のドイツからオーストラリアに戻りました。その私が、原発事故の悲劇に直面している友人たちに会うために、もうすぐ日本へ発ちます。どちらの選択も、私にとっては「サバイバル＝生き延びる」のための決断でした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最初の決断は、原発事故がもたらす予測不能の未来から逃げ出そう、という決断。今回の決断は、どこにも「逃げ場」なんてないのだ、現代を生きる人間が、コントロール不能なエネルギーに手を出した愚かさこそが、地球上のすべての人間を含めた生きものに影響を及ぼしていことを理解しての決断。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在も、放射能（放射性物質）は太平洋の海流に乗って、私たちの暮らす浜辺へとやってきています。毒をまきちらすような狂った文化は終わりにしなくてはなりません。私たちの世代で。今こそが、その時なのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本の人々が大きな視点に立って、安全で、幸せで、持続可能な未来に向かって、舵を取ってくれることを願ってやみません。これから先、何十年も、明瞭で、慈愛と勇気にあふれ、マインドセットした思考で、新しい文化を育てていかんことを。&lt;br /&gt;もし、私の東京訪問が、死と破滅のシンボルである原子力発電所というシステムから降りていく勇気の糧となるならば、私の子どもやみなさんの未来を守っていくためのアクションとして、これ以上に効果的なことはないでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;もちろん、頭（理性）と心（感情）の間での葛藤はあります。集団としての自分と個人としての自分。私の家族は、私の日本訪問をとても心配して、遺書を残すよう頼んできました。彼らは、私の子どもたちが、母親である私が（今回日本に行くことにより）早逝する不安に駆られているのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は思うのです。今こそ、地球に添うべきだと。人々が安全や防御を切望しながらも、どん底に直面しなくてはならないとき、私たちは、もはやそれまで通りの暮らし方を続けることはできないのです。私たちが「快適だ」と思うシステムから抜け出さなくてはなりません。母なる大地は、地震によって、私たちにそのことを覚醒させようとしているのではないでしょうか。&lt;br /&gt;◆　◆　◆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、３１１以来、ここオーストラリアの森の中でも「いそがしい」生活が続いていました。私たちのアクションがどんなに小さく見えても、それをためらわず、淡々と続けるようにしていました。&lt;br /&gt;ケン、フミタカとヨシキの兄弟が、私たちのところにホームステイにやってきました。ここでのＳＬＯＨＡＳな暮らしを体験するために！こちらの学校にも一緒にきてもらって、「全生命の集い」を含む低学年向けの環境教育プログラムにも参加してもらいました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あとは写真でおたのしみください。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) オーストラリアのインコ（&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ゴシキセイガイインコ）を待つ 子どもたち&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s1600/beforebirds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s320/beforebirds.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 登場～！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov6SPt8_S6g/Tae1ePZFEQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmczNnM6_r0/s1600/afterbirds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov6SPt8_S6g/Tae1ePZFEQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmczNnM6_r0/s320/afterbirds.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ケン、ヨシキとフミタカをカランビン野生生物保護区に連れて行きました。私が４歳のころから通ってきた場所です。そこでは、ゴシキセイガイインコが、驚きと喜びを子どもたちにもたらしてくれました。パチャの表情を見てください（写真１）、彼女は次に何が起こるか分かっているのです。一方、手間の子どもたちといったら、いかにも退屈そうな表情です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 生きもの会議中！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8hFYP27HUA/Tae2libLyKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dwOKMUz2a_4/s1600/coabiluka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8hFYP27HUA/Tae2libLyKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dwOKMUz2a_4/s320/coabiluka.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヤニは、全校集会で、低学年のクラスメートたちと「全生命の集い」に参加しました。親御さん、そして教師たちからも素晴らしいフィードバックをいただくことができました。学習方法について新しいやり方を提案すること、同時に環境についても伝えていくこと、という二つの目的が同時にかなった瞬間でもありました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 野菜に夢中！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llpKPL0cXmQ/Tae3bC7_2OI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-xIFgJhjBjU/s1600/crazyforvegies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llpKPL0cXmQ/Tae3bC7_2OI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-xIFgJhjBjU/s320/crazyforvegies.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;５歳児のクラスの子どもたちに「いちばん好きな野菜はなんですか？」と質問したところ、なんと、３人の子どもが「アイスクリーム！」と答えたのです！そこで、私は、ホンモノの野菜をあれこれ学校に持っていき、それらがなんなのかを見せることにしました。先生は、生のブロッコリーをおいしそうに食べている子どもたちに目が点になっていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) たそがれで泳ぐ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypydjcNPwfE/Tae3VHp7POI/AAAAAAAAAho/7oWTY9AXD04/s1600/duskswim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypydjcNPwfE/Tae3VHp7POI/AAAAAAAAAho/7oWTY9AXD04/s320/duskswim.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ブラフ・ビーチ（写真）に虹がかかり、子どもたちは黄昏の中、泳ぎました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ケンとサザエ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWah0hEi4KM/Tae3N0BRmaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xp_HpdOPeno/s1600/kensazae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWah0hEi4KM/Tae3N0BRmaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xp_HpdOPeno/s320/kensazae.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ケンが岩の間にあるサザエを見つけてきました。家に持ち帰って、感謝の祈りをささげ、直火で食べました。これで海のサバイバル・フード発見ね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) オリーと子どもたち&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6TqCrvDTag/Tae2y_hW21I/AAAAAAAAAhY/LPTRNSr00_U/s1600/ollieandkids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6TqCrvDTag/Tae2y_hW21I/AAAAAAAAAhY/LPTRNSr00_U/s320/ollieandkids.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヨシキとフミタカは、３時間のオリーとの散歩の間、よくしゃべり、よく笑いました。森の中では、鳥たちやカンガルーにも会ったよ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 平和の折鶴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCHRm4dhOVU/Tae2smhHqqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mapbJ85vm-4/s1600/peacecranes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCHRm4dhOVU/Tae2smhHqqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mapbJ85vm-4/s320/peacecranes.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ケンとヨシキとフミタカは、オーストラリアの子どもたちに折り紙を教えてくれました。私は彼らに日本のために平和を祈る折鶴をつくりましょうと励ましたのですが、子どもたちはすぐに走り回り、サッカーへと興味がそがれていってしまいました。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) 森を訪ねる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owDX0eYwyyI/Tae3EjOxT_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/KJKbtkUrfxM/s1600/vistors+in+forest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owDX0eYwyyI/Tae3EjOxT_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/KJKbtkUrfxM/s320/vistors+in+forest.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヨシキとフミタカを連れて、森の中を歩きました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) モテモテのヤニ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prqbBmGMw3o/Tae25Pek1EI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KdT1Cdi7sqw/s1600/Yanidances2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prqbBmGMw3o/Tae25Pek1EI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KdT1Cdi7sqw/s320/Yanidances2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学校は春休みに入り、子どもたちは楽しんでいます。彼らのいちばんのお気に入りはダンスです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：馬場直子）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5138754011688702011?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5138754011688702011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5138754011688702011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5138754011688702011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5138754011688702011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/415.html' title='4/15和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s72-c/beforebirds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2138766165053616307</id><published>2011-04-15T12:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:12:03.954+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4/15</title><content type='html'>25 years ago I escaped from Chernobyl. Next week I will join my friends facing nuclear disaster in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Both decisions were about survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was running away from the unknown consequences of nuclear disasters; the second is understanding that there is nowhere to ‘escape’ to, the consequences of modern humans stupidity in playing with forces beyond their control affects everyone and every living thing on every corner of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;Right now the radiation is flowing into the pacific making its way to our pristine beaches. There has to be a final end to this poisonous result of a culture gone mad. This must be the generation; this must be the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest hope is that the people with their eyes open in Japan, those who have been leading the way towards a safe, happy, sustainable future for many years feel charged with a mission to step forth with clarity, compassion and courage, dismantling the old thinking and growing a new culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my visit to Tokyo can help bring encouragement to dismantle these nuclear power plants, these symbols of death and destruction, then this may be the most effective action to safeguard the future of my children and all others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a complex juggle between head and heart, between the collective and the intensely personal. My family is very worried about my decision and asked me to prepare a will. They fear that my children will be left without their Mother. I guess it is that time on the Earth, when people crave protection and safety, but must face the abyss, we simply cannot continue living the way we always have, we must step out of our comfort zone. Mother Earth is shaking us to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, since 3/11, we have still been ‘busy’ here in our forest life, trying not to feel embarrassed about how small our actions seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, Fumitaka and Yoshiki came to visit and stay with us and we shared our slohas lifestyle with them. They came with me to the school where we kept going with our environmental program, including a ‘Council of All Beings’ performance with the year 2/3 class. Here are some photos that tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s1600/beforebirds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s320/beforebirds.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;1) waiting for the rainbow lorikeets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov6SPt8_S6g/Tae1ePZFEQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmczNnM6_r0/s1600/afterbirds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov6SPt8_S6g/Tae1ePZFEQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmczNnM6_r0/s320/afterbirds.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2) the rainbow lorikeets are there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I took Ken, Yoshiki and Fumitaka to the Currumbin wildlife sanctuary, (a place I have been visiting since I was 4 years old) where the rainbow lorikeets bring wonder and joy. Pacha’s face tells me she knows what is to come, while for most of us waiting can be boring…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8hFYP27HUA/Tae2libLyKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dwOKMUz2a_4/s1600/coabiluka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8hFYP27HUA/Tae2libLyKI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dwOKMUz2a_4/s320/coabiluka.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) coab iluka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yani joined his year 2/3 class in the Council of All Beings performance that took place in front of the whole school at assembly. The feedback was fantastic from parents and teachers both. The objective of presenting a new way of learning and teaching about the environment was met…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llpKPL0cXmQ/Tae3bC7_2OI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-xIFgJhjBjU/s1600/crazyforvegies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-llpKPL0cXmQ/Tae3bC7_2OI/AAAAAAAAAhs/-xIFgJhjBjU/s320/crazyforvegies.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) crazy for vegies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the kindy class (5 year olds) what their favourite vegetables were and 3 kids said ‘ice-cream’. So I brought in a range of real vegetables to show them what they were. The teacher couldn’t believe how enthusiastic they were about eating raw broccoli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypydjcNPwfE/Tae3VHp7POI/AAAAAAAAAho/7oWTY9AXD04/s1600/duskswim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypydjcNPwfE/Tae3VHp7POI/AAAAAAAAAho/7oWTY9AXD04/s320/duskswim.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) dusk swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a rainbow in this picture at the Bluff beach where all the kids had a dusk swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWah0hEi4KM/Tae3N0BRmaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xp_HpdOPeno/s1600/kensazae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PWah0hEi4KM/Tae3N0BRmaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xp_HpdOPeno/s320/kensazae.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Ken - sazae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken showed us Sazae we could find among the rocks. We took them home, said a prayer and cooked them on the fire. We have found another survival food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6TqCrvDTag/Tae2y_hW21I/AAAAAAAAAhY/LPTRNSr00_U/s1600/ollieandkids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6TqCrvDTag/Tae2y_hW21I/AAAAAAAAAhY/LPTRNSr00_U/s320/ollieandkids.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) ollie and kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoshiki and Fumitaka chattered and laughed for 3 hours as we walked on Ollie through the forest meeting birds and kangaroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCHRm4dhOVU/Tae2smhHqqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mapbJ85vm-4/s1600/peacecranes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qCHRm4dhOVU/Tae2smhHqqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mapbJ85vm-4/s320/peacecranes.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) peace cranes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, Yoshiki and Fumitaka came with me into the school several times, showing other kids origami. I tried to encourage them to make peace cranes for Japan, but the kids wanted to run around playing soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owDX0eYwyyI/Tae3EjOxT_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/KJKbtkUrfxM/s1600/vistors+in+forest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owDX0eYwyyI/Tae3EjOxT_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/KJKbtkUrfxM/s320/vistors+in+forest.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9) visitors in forest&lt;/div&gt;Yoshiki and Fumitaka on our forest walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prqbBmGMw3o/Tae25Pek1EI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KdT1Cdi7sqw/s1600/Yanidances2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prqbBmGMw3o/Tae25Pek1EI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KdT1Cdi7sqw/s320/Yanidances2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10) yani dances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The school holidays have now started and the kids are having fun. Dancing is one of their favourite pastimes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2138766165053616307?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2138766165053616307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2138766165053616307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2138766165053616307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2138766165053616307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/415.html' title='4/15'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynWmd2gqx68/Tae1k9_9ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/6aI17LJfBhE/s72-c/beforebirds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8717591110903498328</id><published>2011-04-14T15:45:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:01:30.129+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ポスト３１１をどうやって生き延びるか</title><content type='html'>「 どうやって安全に扱うかだれにもわからない、しかも何千、何万年にもわたって、すべての生きものにとって測り知れない危険であり続ける、強毒性の物質を大量につくり、ため込む。どれほどの繁栄もそれを正当化することなどできはしない」　（Ｅ．Ｆ．シューマッハ―『スモール・イズ・ビューティフル』より）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大惨事をもたらしたあの巨大地震と津波の後、日本と世界の人々が訊いた最初の言葉のひとつは、菅首相の「放射能漏れの報告はない」というものでした。私が本当に心配になったのは、まさにその時です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私の予感どおり、菅首相が手にしていた情報は間違っていました。原子力安全神話をはびこらせるためにすっかり虚偽体質になっている組織には当たり前の、その場しのぎの嘘だったのです。&lt;br /&gt;私はオーストラリアという、一応は安全な距離を隔てた場所から悲劇の展開を見てきました。菅首相は東京電力の幹部に「どうなっているんだ」と怒鳴る。東電は日本国民に、「放射能によって直ちに被害が出る危険はありません」と言う。南相馬市の市長は訴える。「政府は我々に何も言ってくれない。我々は孤立している。我々を見殺しにする気か」と・・・&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして、日本の庶民たちは言う。「こんな危険な目にあうくらいなら、もっと少ない電気で生きていきたい」と。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はそこに希望を見るのです。この呟きが食卓での話し合いへとつながり、それが集まって反原発デモの耳をつんざくような大合唱へと育っていくことを。その声はやがて、これまであまりにも長く経済という巨大機械の効率性のために、人間性を犠牲にしてきた権力者たちの耳に届くことでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もうみんな知っているのです。原子力は安全だというのが嘘だったということ。企業にとっては、政府にとっては、いのちより、経済的利益の方が大事だったのだ、ということ。本当のことを知ることによって、私たちは自由になれるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ある意味では、私たちは長年、この日を迎えるための準備をしてきたのでした。そう、だれもが「生き延びる」ことを選ばねばならなくなる日のために。ナマケモノ倶楽部をつくったのもそのため。「ナマケモノ的に生きる」とは、この地球を壊すことなく生きる術をあみ出し、実践することに他なりません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;では、今、私たちにできることは何でしょう？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;・自分の本能を信じること。&lt;br /&gt;・自分の声を見つけること。&lt;br /&gt;・地域・コミュニティとつながること。&lt;br /&gt;・亡くなったいのちを思い、喪に服し、しかし同時に、いのちを祝うこと。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちの涙が溢れて、慈愛の海となりますように。私たちの怒りが旧来の搾取のシステムを土台から揺さぶりますように。私たちの愛が、孤立の中で未来への希望を見出せないでいる人々の心に届きますように。そして私たち自身も、よりスローでスモールでシンプルな生き方へと、シフトする勇気を見つけられますように。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ・ライト&lt;br /&gt;・日本語ブログ「スロー・マザー・ダイアリー」&lt;a href="http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;・アンニャ英語ブログ「Slow, Small, Simple」 &lt;a href="http://www.slowsmallsimple.com/"&gt;http://www.slowsmallsimple.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8717591110903498328?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8717591110903498328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8717591110903498328' title='0 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amounts of highly toxic substances which nobody knows how to make safe and which remain an intangible danger to the whole of creation for thousands of years". --E.F. Schumacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the very first words the people of Japan and the world heard after the devastating earthquake and resulting tsunami were from Prime Minister Kan, ‘there are no reported nuclear leaks’. &lt;br /&gt;That’s when I really started to worry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, the information was false - false reassurance typical of the systemic deceit that has allowed the nuclear myth to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;I listened and watched from this ‘safe’ distance in Australia as the drama continued to unfold: The Prime Minister yells at TEPCO; ‘what the hell is going on’, TEPCO tells the people of Japan: ‘there is no threat of immediate harm caused by radiation’, the Mayor of Minami Soma pleads for help: ‘The government doesn’t tell us anything. We’re isolated. They’re leaving us to die.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyday people of Japan say: ‘I’d rather live with less electricity if it comes with the kind of risk we are seeing now.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this grows from whispers, to discussions at the dinner table, to ear deafening chants at anti-nuclear rallies to reach the ears of the decision makers who for too long have separated their humanity from the perceived efficiency of the economic machine. &lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knows: The promise that nuclear power was safe was a lie. &lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knows: Profits are more important to companies (who in turn now run governments) than life.&lt;br /&gt;The truth can set us free. &lt;br /&gt;In a way we have been preparing for this time for many years - the moment people clearly see that we must choose survival. We started the Sloth Club to actively envision a way of life that doesn’t destroy the Earth. &lt;br /&gt;So what do we do now?&lt;br /&gt;-Trust your instincts.&lt;br /&gt;-Find your voice.&lt;br /&gt;-Connect with your community. &lt;br /&gt;-Mourn the loss, but celebrate Life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knows: The promise that nuclear power was safe was a lie. &lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knows: Profits are more important to companies (who in turn now run governments) than life.&lt;br /&gt;The truth can set us free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our tears flow in a tsunami of compassion, May our fury shake the foundations of the old structures of exploitation, May our love penetrate the hearts of those who feel too isolated and alone to have hope for the future. May we find the courage to shift to a slower, smaller, simpler life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-133159294583414118?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/133159294583414118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=133159294583414118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/133159294583414118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/133159294583414118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-to-survive-post311.html' title='How to survive &quot;post311&quot;'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5823298252176702381</id><published>2011-04-01T20:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:08:07.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3/28和訳</title><content type='html'>お客さまをお迎えしたり、子どもの世話をしたり、プロジェクトに取り組んだりしながら、毎日が過ぎていきます。でも日本はいつも私の心の中にあります。もし私に何かできることがあれば、どうぞ躊躇せずに言ってください。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、このようなことを言うのがふさわしいかわからないのですが、ナマケモノ倶楽部の役割は何かということを考えてきました。以前もお話ししたように、最近ヘレナととてもいい話し合いができて、彼女の映画はすばらしいと思ったし、ぜひこれを広めたいと思いました。ただ一番難しいのは、これらのアイディアを、政治的アクションにつなげること。（これはヘレナが一番してほしいと思っていることだと思う。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は、できる限りのことをしたいと思っています。&lt;br /&gt;私の想いは、あなたやナマケモノ倶楽部のメンバーみなさんとともあります。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛をこめて。いのちのために。&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■■ナマケモノ倶楽部ができること&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ナマケモノ倶楽部は10年以上もの間、永続する文化を学び、ネットワークをつくり、そしてそれを推進してきました。今こそ、ナマケモノ倶楽部とそのメンバーたちは一歩前に進んで、そのアイディア、知恵、今なおすすんでいる大惨事へのこたえとしての勇気や実践的なサポート、救助活動、そして今日本が直面している復興へのチャレンジを提供することができると思います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これから数ヶ月後、あるいは数年後にナマケモノ倶楽部ができるかもしれないことのいくつかのアイディアを書いておきます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1）民主主義強化のためのリーダーシップを推進すること。&lt;br /&gt;日本を代表する人々の意思決定は、長期的展望を欠いた危険とリスク（必要のない原発）だらけです。この大災害は、日本の企業、政府、そして市井の人々の間のコミュニケーションの経路がいかにお粗末であったかを示しました。原子力のサイクルを絶つ（アンプラグする）ときがきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2）本当に持続可能な未来のモデルとなるような再建を勇気づける。&lt;br /&gt;エコハウジング、非電化製品、地域の木材を使うようにしたり、食べ物、エネルギー、水などを自分たちで調達し、管理できるような、精力的で、活気があって、相互に助け合える、モノじゃなくて、つながりのライフスタイルを提供できるようなコミュニティーをサポートすること。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3）何十年にもわたって研究されてきた持続可能なライフスタイルの情報のネットワークを強化し、普及させること。&lt;br /&gt;それは日本の伝統的な小規模農業システムであったり、パーマカルチャーであったり、シードセイバーズのネットワークであったり、あるいは地域交換システムであったりするかもしれないけれど、その様々なアイディアや実践的な解決策を交換しあったりすること。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4）失われたいのちへの悲しみを抱きながら、いのちあることの喜びや生きているものの果たすべき使命を感じることができるようにすること。キャンドルナイト&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5）この大災害は、「生き抜くこと」とは何かを問い直しています。どのくらいの希望、信念、そして情熱をもって私たちはこの困難や限りなく続くチャレンジに向き合い続けなければならないのでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;生き残った人々、そしてこの脅威と危険に対して敏速に対応できた人々にとって（限られた情報の中で、燃える原子炉から逃げたことも含め）次のステップは何でしょう？私たち自身やその他の人々にとって、難しい問題を聞くことができるようなネットワークを構築していきましょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：和田彩子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5823298252176702381?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5823298252176702381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5823298252176702381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5823298252176702381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5823298252176702381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/328_01.html' title='3/28和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4022379053941911587</id><published>2011-04-01T20:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:05:25.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3/28</title><content type='html'>Everyday life goes on for me, looking after visitors and my kids and projects - but Japan is always in my mind. I would like to be as useful as possible, please don't hesitate to ask/request things of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is the right kind of tone to take, but I have been thinking about the role that the Sloth Club may be able to play. As I mentioned, I had a good meeting with Helena recently and I like her movie and look forward to promoting it. The tricky part is putting these ideas into political action (which is mostly what Helena seems to be encouraging). I am willing to try to my capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are with you and all members of the Sloth Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, For Life,&lt;br /&gt;anja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What the Sloth Club Can Do*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sloth Club has for over ten years studied, networked and promoted a sustainable culture; now is the time where the Sloth Club and all its members can step forward and offer its ideas, wisdom, encouragement and practical support in response to the ongoing disaster, relief effort and re-building challenge that Japan now faces. Here are a few ideas about the ways I think the Sloth Club may be able to help in the months and years ahead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Provide leadership in empowering democracy. Decision making on behalf of the people of Japan has been full of danger and risk (un-needed nuclear power) with little foresight of long-term consequences. This disaster has shown just how poor communication channels are between corporations, the government and everyday people in Japan. It is time to unplug the nuclear cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Encourage a rebuilding effort that models a truly sustainable future; housing that follows ecological design principles, non electric technologies, utilizes domestic plantation timber sources and supports dynamic, resilient and inter-related communities able to set up and manage their own decentralized systems of food, energy and water, promoting a way of life that values connections, not things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Foster and disseminate information about networks that have been studying sustainable lifestyle information for decades; exchanging ideas and practical solutions whether it be Japanese traditional small farming systems permaculture, seedsavers networks, local economy exchange systems, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Nurture a meaningful mourning of loss while also encouraging a renewed celebration and commitment to life. Candlenight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) This disaster has raised the question of ‘survival’. How much hope, faith and enthusiasm do we have to continue on in the face of suffering and continuing challenges ahead. For those who have survived and who were able to respond immediately to the threat and danger (even by moving away from the burning nuclear reactor while the information given was limited), what is the next step? Let’s provide the supporting network to be able to ask the difficult questions of ourselves and others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4022379053941911587?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4022379053941911587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4022379053941911587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4022379053941911587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4022379053941911587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/328.html' title='3/28'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1902585168411382354</id><published>2011-03-04T15:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:13:50.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacha Stands Up on her new surfboard!</title><content type='html'>Here's a video of Pacha standing up on her new surfboard: &lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Q1Bavdu_Sg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Q1Bavdu_Sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1902585168411382354?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1902585168411382354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1902585168411382354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1902585168411382354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1902585168411382354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/03/pacha-stands-up-on-her-new-surfboard.html' title='Pacha Stands Up on her new surfboard!'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8101616656175334159</id><published>2011-03-03T10:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:54:19.880+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3/1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NVxg1LagiAk/TW7YG5ubJsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CAaGaPHggX4/s1600/pachabusks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NVxg1LagiAk/TW7YG5ubJsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CAaGaPHggX4/s320/pachabusks.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pacha Busks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUlwWItg1nI/TW7YOvMo-PI/AAAAAAAAAg8/YTHvekUBNrs/s1600/oursurfboards1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUlwWItg1nI/TW7YOvMo-PI/AAAAAAAAAg8/YTHvekUBNrs/s320/oursurfboards1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Our old surfboards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gPXkhhKBveg/TW7YUVpiKlI/AAAAAAAAAhA/xBQNcnh-dRs/s1600/pacha%2527s+new+surfboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gPXkhhKBveg/TW7YUVpiKlI/AAAAAAAAAhA/xBQNcnh-dRs/s320/pacha%2527s+new+surfboard.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pacha’s new surfboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--Jeq6Fw1RHQ/TW7YjjEmX2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/sqed4vQ78CA/s1600/cousinsafterfirstsurf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--Jeq6Fw1RHQ/TW7YjjEmX2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/sqed4vQ78CA/s320/cousinsafterfirstsurf.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4. With Yani and cousins after her first surf on the best birthday present in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Pacha’s birthday. Ten years have passed since she came into the world in Cotacachi, Ecuador. For ten years we have shared our lives, travelling, singing, dancing, planting, growing, learning, giving. She has already had so many amazing experiences in her young life; living in the cloud forest of Ecuador with no electricity, fishing for piranha in the Amazon, helping her brother Yani being born at home, performing with her Mum in front of thousands of people…but perhaps one of the best life lessons came just two days ago on the Gold Coast.&lt;br /&gt;We had gone to the Gold Coast as a pre-birthday treat. Pacha’s biggest birthday wish was a surfboard – and I wanted to see if I could find one in the secondhand shops. By coincidence there was a major surfing competition on near my Mum’s house, with the best surfers in the world. We decided to go along (my Mum came along too – she is such a cool Grandma!) to be ‘inspired’. I also mentioned to Pacha that she might be interested in busking there to see if she could raise some money towards buying a surfboard – Pacha was keen and set about making a sign saying: ‘Busking for a Board’.&lt;br /&gt;The surfing was incredible, so beautiful and athletic and in harmony with the ocean. Then Pacha set up the borrowed CD player (thanks Mum!), put up her sign, and started to do what she loves the most – Dance. Passersby smiled and started to put some coins in the old grey felt hat I had lent her for the purpose. Then a gorgious young woman stopped and looked and joined her dancing – it was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;A little while later that same young woman came back with a surfboard under her arm. It turned out that she was one of the pro surfers in the competition, Laura Enever, and was giving Pacha one of her back up surfboards! (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Enever/290028245065?ref=ts#!/Nike6/posts/10150152947211271"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Enever/290028245065?ref=ts#!/Nike6/posts/10150152947211271&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura wrote a message on the board saying: ‘To Dear Pacha, Your the most amazing dancer ever, now have some fun in the surf’. We were absolutely amazed – our emotion welling up as tears in our eyes. What a beautiful life lesson about kindness and generosity and spontaneity…. Laura is doing what she loves and knows that the most important thing is to have fun doing it and share that joy. I hope that Pacha (and I) will meet her again someday, dance together and catch up with the many more wonderful adventures ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Pacha, Yani and I go to the beach (Yani is still the best so far) as often as we can, loving the waves and revelling in the ocean. Our old boards (see them in the pictures) were kind of falling apart – having come from the dump shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible 10th birthday for Pacha - that none of us will ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are not big enough to contain all the love (and pride) we have for our children, it spills out to spread to all. And Pacha, in turn, shares her love, her joy, her enthusiasm, her life spirit, it’s infectious…She already has the courage to follow her dreams – who knows what adventures she will have in the next ten years to come…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8101616656175334159?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8101616656175334159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8101616656175334159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8101616656175334159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8101616656175334159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/03/31.html' title='3/1'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NVxg1LagiAk/TW7YG5ubJsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CAaGaPHggX4/s72-c/pachabusks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8027295892823025792</id><published>2011-02-20T20:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:53:04.778+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2/7和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s1600/snakeclock2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s320/snakeclock2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真１：時計の上のヘビ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tA4rMFO-kyc/TV5lJNq7q5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ID0ec5z9IXQ/s1600/pachawithsnake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-tA4rMFO-kyc/TV5lJNq7q5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ID0ec5z9IXQ/s320/pachawithsnake.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真２：梁の中のヘビ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XaP8G_HXvrA/TV5lWkbGHzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/lCPHWSapQHU/s1600/LisaAnjaPlayground2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XaP8G_HXvrA/TV5lWkbGHzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/lCPHWSapQHU/s320/LisaAnjaPlayground2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真３：完成した校庭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hhxcWBLEfm8/TV5lQAOeoUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/syU6Eqp37Ew/s1600/playgroundpacha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hhxcWBLEfm8/TV5lQAOeoUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/syU6Eqp37Ew/s320/playgroundpacha.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真４：校庭を作るのを手伝うパチャ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mfZvORrvrf8/TV5lhjAmZUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nzdp1VvRFVQ/s1600/goanna+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mfZvORrvrf8/TV5lhjAmZUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nzdp1VvRFVQ/s320/goanna+2.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真５：庭にいたオオトカゲ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jhjcLQl6A2s/TV5lqq_l01I/AAAAAAAAAgo/51YTfvoofRQ/s1600/olliesprinkler2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jhjcLQl6A2s/TV5lqq_l01I/AAAAAAAAAgo/51YTfvoofRQ/s320/olliesprinkler2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写真６：ある暑い日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■ニュースフラッシュ&lt;br /&gt;・J-waveからKokoさんが家族と一緒にこのとても幸せな「morinokoe」を訪れてくれました。Kokoさんが、私たちのワイルドな生活に夢中になり、彼女の娘テラちゃんが、オリーやパチャ、ヤニと笑いながら遊んでいるのを見るのはとてもすばらしいことでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自然の中で彼女たちは心の底からリフレッシュし、ここでのシンプルライフを受け入れ、バナナサークルやコンポストトイレなどの実践例もとても興味深く見ていました。&lt;br /&gt;・私たちはようやく20人を超す親たちと、学校の校庭を作り終えました。子供たちはとても喜んでいます！&lt;br /&gt;・私たちのところにとても美しい訪問者がありました。それはニシキヘビです。ある朝、ヤニが平然と言いました。「ママ、時計の上にヘビがいるよ。」私は冗談かと思いましたが、そうではなかった。私たちはとても興奮し、嬉しい思いでした。ヘビは無害であり、野生のネズミを支配下においていました。パチャはこれについて、ある物語を書きました。（添付）&lt;br /&gt;私たちは友達Domと一緒に、学校で全校生徒がかかわる新しい環境プログラムをはじめました。そこでは、すべてが「いのちの織物」によって、お互いを支えあっていることを学ぶことができます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;・天気はとても暑く、オリーと子供たちは涼しい場所を探し回っていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ブログ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日私は予防接種の犠牲者のための「英霊記念日」（2月16日）についてのメールをもらいました。私はそれを読んでとても心が痛みました。その内容は、予防接種の副作用のために子供をなくした母親についての話（http://www.naturematters.info/）で、私は涙がこぼれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被害の程度は異なるにしても、主流メディアからもたまに他のワクチン犠牲者の話を多く耳にする機会がありました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして私は慢性的な病（喘息、アレルギー、持続性の咳、風邪などなど）に苦しむ子供たちが増えていることを知ることになります。現代社会に生まれてくる子供たちは免疫機構が弱くなるたくさんの原因がありますが、その中のひとつがワクチンの過剰だと怪しんでいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;製薬会社が本当に苦しみを軽減するためだけにワクチンを多く作っているのだと信じたいと思っていますが、私には、彼らの主な動機は利益を増やすためではないかと思えてならないのです。&lt;br /&gt;（最近オーストラリア政府も全てのオーストラリア国民のために「卑劣」なインフルエンザワクチンを購入し、ワクチンを広範囲に促しました。人々は本当の病弊にすぐに気づくでしょう。ワクチンはメディアが主張しているほど、破壊的な効果をもたらすばかりでなく、生命を脅かす存在であるということに。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;実際オーストラリアの主流のメディアグループMurdochのグループ企業に、オーストラリア市民の血税1300万以上をかけてワクチンを開発していると信じられているMurdoch子供研究所があるという興味深い一致に気づきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は子供たちにワクチン接種をさせない稀な母親たちの中にいます。その結果として、主流社会の人々から「無責任」とみなされています。自宅出産から「慣例に従わない」を選択し、それを続けていくことをケアしていくのが私の義務だと思うからです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そのような子供たちはめったに病気にかかりません。彼らはアレルギーもなく、呼吸障害もありません。スポーツも万能で、学校でも良くでき、人生に熱心に向き合います。&lt;br /&gt;私は医学界全体を攻撃したいわけではありません。私は医者（やテレビ）が言うことが全て正しいと信じてしまう親たちと議論するつもりもありません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慣例に従わない選択（自宅出産、ワクチン接種の拒否、肉食やジャンクフードの拒否、「第三世界」の国々への旅行やそこでの生活、地面にはいつくばって遊ばせること）によって、自分の子供たちを傷つけていないか、たまに確認をするようにしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はたくさんのハーブを庭で育てています。私はハーブを治療に使うために勉強をするのがとても楽しくて仕方ありません。（その一方で、ヨーロッパでは多くのメディカルハーブの多くが不法になりつつあると聞いてショックを受けています。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はこの変化の激しい世界において、肉体的にも精神的にも、生存・成長能力のある「野生児」を褒め称えたい！「主流」の社会に対してこのことを知らしめる日が来ることを望んでいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：間宮加奈子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8027295892823025792?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8027295892823025792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8027295892823025792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8027295892823025792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8027295892823025792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='2/7和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s72-c/snakeclock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2067241816152007144</id><published>2011-02-18T23:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:24:13.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2/7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wDE5HSk6m1Q/TV5k39RkxyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/J5m29a9Aclc/s1600/snakeclock2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wDE5HSk6m1Q/TV5k39RkxyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/J5m29a9Aclc/s320/snakeclock2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s snake o clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Pacha Light, age 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One stormy morning I was getting ready for the swimming carnival and I went outside to get the rabbit then came down to the kichen to have a cuddle with it. My brother(Yani) came down and sat with me and talked about the storm last night and then he said “Pacha there is a snake on the clock.’’I thought he was just joking around but when I looked up I saw a beautiful python circling my mum's clock. (Mum says now she knows who has been stealing her time!)&lt;br /&gt;It was so cute and it wasn’t that big at all! It took a while for it to get off the clock and onto the roof beams. I tried to feed it a carrot but mum said that they don’t eat carrots - they eat rats and chickens and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared of snakes (I know they are more scared of me), especially the ones I know that are not venomous. I have held a python before at a wildlife sanctuary and some people keep them as pets. I will never be afraid of snakes!&lt;br /&gt;Pacha Luque-Light age 9&lt;br /&gt;48 emu dr woombah&lt;br /&gt;N.S.W 2469&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2067241816152007144?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2067241816152007144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2067241816152007144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2067241816152007144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2067241816152007144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/27.html' title='2/7'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wDE5HSk6m1Q/TV5k39RkxyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/J5m29a9Aclc/s72-c/snakeclock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3272697479433167635</id><published>2011-02-18T23:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:27:39.997+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2/16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s1600/snakeclock2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s320/snakeclock2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;photo 1: snake on clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA4rMFO-kyc/TV5lJNq7q5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ID0ec5z9IXQ/s1600/pachawithsnake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA4rMFO-kyc/TV5lJNq7q5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ID0ec5z9IXQ/s320/pachawithsnake.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo 2: snake in rafters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XaP8G_HXvrA/TV5lWkbGHzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/lCPHWSapQHU/s1600/LisaAnjaPlayground2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XaP8G_HXvrA/TV5lWkbGHzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/lCPHWSapQHU/s320/LisaAnjaPlayground2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;photo 3: playground finished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hhxcWBLEfm8/TV5lQAOeoUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/syU6Eqp37Ew/s1600/playgroundpacha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hhxcWBLEfm8/TV5lQAOeoUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/syU6Eqp37Ew/s320/playgroundpacha.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo 4: Pacha helps with playground construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfZvORrvrf8/TV5lhjAmZUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nzdp1VvRFVQ/s1600/goanna+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfZvORrvrf8/TV5lhjAmZUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Nzdp1VvRFVQ/s320/goanna+2.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo 5: goanna in garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhjcLQl6A2s/TV5lqq_l01I/AAAAAAAAAgo/51YTfvoofRQ/s1600/olliesprinkler2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhjcLQl6A2s/TV5lqq_l01I/AAAAAAAAAgo/51YTfvoofRQ/s320/olliesprinkler2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos 6: A hot day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Koko, from J-wave, has just been to visit us with her family here at ‘morinkokoe’ - which was lovely. It was great to see her enthusiasm for our ‘wild’ life here and to watch her daughter Tera laughing and playing with Ollie, Pacha and Yani. It was refreshing to feel their trust in nature, acceptance of our simple life and interest in practical solutions like our banana circles and compost toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· We finished the playground at the school with the help of over 20 parents coming in at the end. The kids are very happy!&lt;br /&gt;· We had a beautiful visitor, a carpet snake. In the morning Yani said:&lt;br /&gt;‘Mum, there’s a snake on the clock’ in a very normal voice. I thought he was joking! He wasn’t. We were very excited and happy, the snake is harmless and will keep the native rats under control. Pacha wrote a story about it(attached).&lt;br /&gt;· We started a new environmental program at school with our friend Dom involving all the children in a beautiful activity where they learned how everyone and everything is supported in the ‘web of life’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The weather has been hot. Ollie and the kids found a way to keep cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received an email calling for a ‘Remembrance Day’ (on February 16th) for victims of vaccinations. I read the heart-wrenching story about a mother who lost her child due to reactions from vaccinations (&lt;a href="http://www.naturematters.info/"&gt;http://www.naturematters.info/&lt;/a&gt; ) and share my tears.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard many stories of other vaccination victims, in varying degrees of suffering that very rarely get any objective mainstream media coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I observe with deepening concern the chronic diseases increasing among children (asthma, allergies, continuous coughs and colds, etc, etc). I suspect that over-vaccination is one of the many contributing factors that seem to be weakening immune systems of children being born in our modern world. I wish I could believe that the drug companies who make these vaccinations do so because they truly only wish to alleviate suffering but my deepening suspicion is that their main motivation is to increase their profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Recently the Australian government purchased ‘swine’ flu vaccines for every Australian and encouraged wide-scale vaccination – not only were their some devastating side effects, people soon realised that the actual disease was not as life threatening as the media had made out. In fact I found it an interesting coincidence that a major media group in Australia: Murdoch, is linked to the Murdoch Children’s Research Institute that I believe helped develop the vaccine which cost Australian tax payers over $130 million. Now apparently most of that vaccine has had to be thrown away because it was ‘out of date’.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am among the rare mothers who refuse to vaccinate their children. I accept the consequences of being regarded as ‘irresponsible’ by many people in mainstream society. These ‘unconventional’ choices started at their homebirths and will continue while their care is my duty.&lt;br /&gt;I look at my children every day and marvel at their health and vibrancy. They are hardly ever sick. They have no allergies or breathing difficulties. They are great at sports, they do well in school and they are enthusiastic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to attack the whole medical world and I don’t want to argue with all the parents who seem to need to believe that what the doctor (and TV) tells them is always right, but I would sometimes like to feel some acknowledgement that I have not harmed my children by making unconventional choices like homebirth, non-vaccination, reducing meat and junk food consumption, travelling and living in ‘third world’ countries and letting them play in the dirt. I grow many different herbs in the garden and love studying their uses in healing (and am shocked to hear there is a move in Europe to make the use of many medicinal herbs illegal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate the ‘wild child’ who has the capacity to survive and thrive in this changing world, both physically and mentally. I hope that one day this is acknowledged by ‘mainstream’ society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3272697479433167635?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3272697479433167635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3272697479433167635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3272697479433167635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3272697479433167635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/216.html' title='2/16'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIzibUqVL6I/TV5lDVkMZlI/AAAAAAAAAgU/m2qE33M31AQ/s72-c/snakeclock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5896740962861657265</id><published>2011-02-12T19:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:34:36.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/27和訳</title><content type='html'>2011年も、もう１ヶ月が経ちましたね。時間にさえも「もう少し、ゆっくり動いていいのよ」と声をかけたくなります。そんな思いを抱きながらも、私がうまく生きているように見えるのは、日々「する」ことがあるからでしょう。ここでの私たちの「ＳＬＯＨＡＳ」に生きる試みは、すべて「する」ことに集約されています–それは一定のものであって、肉体労働や泥まみれになりながら「する」ことであったりします。私はいつもそれらの「する」ことを、早く早く進めようとしてしまいます。（なぜなら、ただ「この土地をつくり上げる」ということよりも、もっと多くのものを生み出したいから！）いつも思うことですけれど、私ってなんて不良なナマケモノ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都会の「豊か」とされる世界に暮らす大多数の人々との間にある深く大きな溝に、橋を架けることはとても難しいことです。彼らの考える快適で安全な環境は、命をつなぐために最も大切な源である食物、水、エネルギーが溢れる場所とは、遠くかけ離れたところにあります。彼らのしているほとんどの豊かとされる経験は、「仮想」現実の中で繰り広げられていることにも気付かないまま・・。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私のベストフレンドの何人かは、パーマカルチャーという考えに大きな影響を受けています。たしかに、自分の庭から家族のために十分な食べ物を収穫することは、あらゆる面でハードワークを伴うけれど、欲しいものを欲しい時にお金をつかって手に入れる行為よりも、はるかに簡単である、ということにも彼らは気付き始めています。（選択権がない「貧しい」国に暮らす人でない限り・・。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;とはいえ、私たちは働くことを要求されていますよね？私たちの体や頭は、フルに使ってあげた時にこそ喜びを感じます。筋肉がつくられ、血はめぐり、酸素が流れ、あらゆる経路がつながっていく–これが生きている、ということ。そして私たちの体は、ちょっとした汚れやバクテリア、はたまた寄生虫ともうまく共存しながら、常に進化し続けてくれています。私たちの体が弱り調子が悪くなることを理由付けに、殺菌消毒をしたり、環境をコントロールすることが私たちのしようとしていることではないですよね？私は、自然に囲まれた暮らしの中で、自分のペースで自由を創造するために、ヨガと瞑想をとりいれていますよ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;カエとここで共に過ごした時間を経た今（カエは英語を勉強するために、ゴールドコーストへ行くことに決めました。）慣れ親しんだ心地よい環境から、完全に新しい世界へシフトすることが、どれだけ大きなチャレンジを伴うか、ということを実感し始めています。と同時に、今私はたくさんの計画を手がけていて、すべてを「する」、成し遂げたい！となれば、もっとたくさんのヘルプやサポートが必要だわ！と実感しています。2011年、この１年で、すべての計画を進めていかなくっちゃ！&lt;br /&gt;こちらはこの２週間での、主な出来事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AvrA9t5HJk/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vNVJPDTWe1M/s1600/yanipaints1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AvrA9t5HJk/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vNVJPDTWe1M/s320/yanipaints1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャが、トイレの壁を塗り替えることに決めました。私がリサイクルショップで残り物のインクを買ってくると、ヤニが「バシャッ」と勢いよく壁にインクをかけました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;カエが私たちと共に暮らし始めてから、別々に用を足す場所をつくりました。（一定の尿を保存する場所で、それらは柑橘系の木たちの肥料となります。）コンポストトイレ（堆肥をつくるトイレ）には、ほとんど臭いがありません、それは私たちができるだけ尿を加えないように試みていることが理由のひとつです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PC_IlJf1Olw/TUd3S0RqwMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7co39Xxc3Mc/s1600/playgroundstart1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PC_IlJf1Olw/TUd3S0RqwMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7co39Xxc3Mc/s320/playgroundstart1.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ＰＴＡのお仕事で、私たちは今学校に新しいプレイグランドをつくるためのヘルプをしています。プレイグランドが完成したら、子どもたちがとっても喜ぶ姿が目に浮かぶからでしょうか、素晴らしいことに、生徒たちのほとんどの両親がヘルプを申し出てくださっているのですよ。（それに、両親の９０％もの人たちも、プレイグランドができることをワクワク待ち望んでいるんです！）この暑い暑い夏の日々、校長先生さえも積極的に私たちと共に汗を流してくれる姿には、感心してしまいます。一緒になって穴を掘ったり、柱つくりのためのコンクリートを運んだりしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y15j5B9KvqA/TUd4vtfwQWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wA-tVGkiBHQ/s1600/ilukaboardsignon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="303" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y15j5B9KvqA/TUd4vtfwQWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wA-tVGkiBHQ/s320/ilukaboardsignon1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;サーフィンの季節がやってきた！パチャとヤニと一緒にアイルーカ・サーフィンクラブに申し込みに行ってきましたよ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRhblHCDWLY/TUd3oZmNC2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/o3Jv-do5Ir0/s1600/ollies+youngest+rider1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRhblHCDWLY/TUd3oZmNC2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/o3Jv-do5Ir0/s320/ollies+youngest+rider1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬のオリーは、その優しく穏やかな存在で、いつも私たちの心を潤わせてくれます。子どもたちのための、お馬さんデーです。オリーはもう最年少のお客さんを乗せてしまいました、生後３ヶ月のシルビーちゃんです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3daEU5Brkdg/TUd3fRn6eBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/G9w4S90_mcM/s1600/magnificent+sourdough.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3daEU5Brkdg/TUd3fRn6eBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/G9w4S90_mcM/s320/magnificent+sourdough.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ミナミが残していったサワー種酵母（トモコから引き継いだもの）で私はパン焼き器を使ってパンを焼くことに成功しました。そうです、ここはちょっと妥協してしまいました-ソーラー電気を使ってパン焼き器（友達から譲ってもらったもの）の充電をし、時間とエネルギーを節約したのです、ほかの事に当てるためにね。パチャとヤニは、パンの香りが大～好きで、学校のランチに早速持って行きたいんですって。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：小倉明子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5896740962861657265?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5896740962861657265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5896740962861657265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5896740962861657265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5896740962861657265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011-2011.html' title='1/27和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AvrA9t5HJk/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vNVJPDTWe1M/s72-c/yanipaints1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8061768870596112735</id><published>2011-02-01T13:56:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:06:52.441+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/27</title><content type='html'>A month has already passed by in 2011. I think I want time to stand still. And yet, the way I seem to cope best with despair is to ‘do’. Our slohas living experiment here is all about ‘doing’ - it is constant, it is physical, it is dirty and I go fast (because I want to do so much more than just building this place). So, as usual, I feel like a bad Sloth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to bridge the gulf between the majority of people living in the ‘rich’ world in an urban, comfortable, protected situation, so distanced from the sources of life like food, water, energy and where most experiences are now coming as ‘virtual’ reality – to the hardcore facts of survival. Some of my best friends who are so inspired by ideas like permaculture now realise that to provide enough food for your families from your garden means a lot of hard work on so many levels – it is so much easier to use money to buy what you want when you want it (unless you are part of the majority living in 'poor' countries who have no choice)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we are supposed to work (aren’t we?). Our body (and brain) rejoices when it is used fully, muscles building, circulation flowing, oxygen pulsing, circuits connecting – being alive…And our bodies have evolved to cope with a bit of dirt, bacteria and even parasites...aren't our attempts to sterilize and control our environment part of the reason we are becoming so weak and unwell? For me being surrounded by nature with the freedom to create at my own pace is yoga and meditation combined.&lt;br /&gt;Kae’s visit here (Kae has now decided to study English on the Gold Coast) has helped me understand more about how challenging it is to ‘shift’ from what is comfortable to a completely new experience. It has also made me realise I take on too much and need more help and support if I want to ‘do’ it all - must work on this for the year 2011! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past two weeks here are a few of our ‘highlights’:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XQSzgBLE1Uk/s1600/yanipaints1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XQSzgBLE1Uk/s320/yanipaints1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha decided it was about time we painted the toilet walls. I bought some left over paint from the ‘dump’ shop and Yani helped splash it on. Since Kae has visited we have created a seperate ‘pee’ area (where urine can be collected to age and then feed the citrus trees). The compost toilet has very little smell and part of the reason is that we try to reduce the addition of urine in it where we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3S0RqwMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UXRudFk5Gdo/s1600/playgroundstart1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3S0RqwMI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UXRudFk5Gdo/s320/playgroundstart1.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of my P and C (PTA) responsibilities, we have been helping the construction of the new playground at the school. It really is amazing how few parents offer their help, especially when you think that all the children will benefit from having a playground (and 90% of parents wanted one). I was so impressed by the Principal of the school working hard with us, digging holes and carrying concrete for the posts, on the hot summer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd4vtfwQWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Cyzg-vYP6sY/s1600/ilukaboardsignon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd4vtfwQWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Cyzg-vYP6sY/s320/ilukaboardsignon1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the year we surf! Pacha, Yani and I signed up for the Iluka boardriders club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3oZmNC2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/b0JdvL2M3Ww/s1600/ollies+youngest+rider1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3oZmNC2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/b0JdvL2M3Ww/s320/ollies+youngest+rider1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie has been continuing to enrich the community with his gentle presence. We have had a few ‘horsey’ days for children. He has also had his youngest rider yet – Sylvie, 3 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3fRn6eBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/N4ShZRMjYTc/s1600/magnificent+sourdough.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd3fRn6eBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/N4ShZRMjYTc/s320/magnificent+sourdough.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minami left her sourdough starter (passed on from Tomoko) and I have been making loaves successfully in the bread maker. Yes, it is a compromise – I am using the solar electricity to ‘power’ a machine (secondhand given by my friend) to save time and energy to put into other things. Pacha and Yani love the flavour and want to have this bread for their school lunches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8061768870596112735?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8061768870596112735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8061768870596112735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8061768870596112735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8061768870596112735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/127.html' title='1/27'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TUd2-1PHuHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XQSzgBLE1Uk/s72-c/yanipaints1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3362946632536511772</id><published>2011-01-25T23:04:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:05:40.219+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/10和訳</title><content type='html'>皆さんに伝えたい話がいつもたくさんあるのですが、今日はここ数日間のスナップ写真を皆さんに楽しんでもらえたらと思います。題して、フォトダイアリー！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●新年のお餅&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s1600/anja1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s320/anja1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ミナミとカエのお陰で、私達の新年のお祝いにも、日本文化がほんの少しですがやってきました。パチャとヤニは新しい食べ物に何でも熱心に挑戦したがり、この新年のお餅をもぐもぐとよく噛みながら楽しみました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オーストラリアでは、新年のお祝いはたいていパーティーをしてお酒を飲み、新年の決意をし、そして長時間ベッドにもぐって寝て過ごします&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私達は元日をビーチで楽しみました（もちろん、1年の計画を立てるために2011年のスケジュール帳を持ちだしましたヨ）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●クラレンス川に舟あそびに行く&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x5fHeXLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RIMktkmlZEI/s1600/anja2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x5fHeXLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RIMktkmlZEI/s320/anja2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友だちが、川でいかだに乗って一緒に遊ばないかと電話で誘ってくれました。―もちろん返事は‘Yes！’。その日はとても風が強い日でした。そのことによって、私達は自然がいつだって予測不能で人の手に負えないことを思い起こされました。乗馬と同様、命を落とさないためには、いつでも直感的に行動しなければならないーそして、これらの感覚によってこそ、私達は「生きている」ことを実感するのではないでしょうか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●アイルーカで紐作り&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x_QkpIxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6bhHBchILcU/s1600/anja3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x_QkpIxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6bhHBchILcU/s320/anja3.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日パチャ（とカエとヤニ）は、オーストラリア原産のハイビスカスの茎の皮を使って、紐作りを覚えました。彼は地元の友人の文化人類学者で、地域に根差す共同体を支え、聞き取り調査や手つかずの自然を体験する学校を主宰しています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼や奥さん、その家族の存在は、この地域にとっての大きな希望です。持続可能な未来へ移行していく理由の一つなのですから。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●降りやまない雨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1yF_EcOtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/g-s_mtAeC0o/s1600/anja4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1yF_EcOtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/g-s_mtAeC0o/s320/anja4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨がずっと降っています・・・かなりの量です・・・。けれども、パチャとヤニは、雨の日にどうやったら楽しい時間を過ごせるのかを知っています。写真は家の正面ドアの外側です。私達の地域では（まだ）洪水になっていませんが、家の周りは雨でびしょびしょです。果物の木を植えなくっちゃ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●新しい命の奇跡：フィグバード（メガネコウライウグイス）の雛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2ERMJZkBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/B-gzi9Tr3XQ/s1600/anja6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2ERMJZkBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/B-gzi9Tr3XQ/s320/anja6.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;みんな何を見ているのでしょう？？？雛のお誕生日パーティーの頭上では、オーストラリア固有種のフィグバードが雛たちに木の上で餌をあげています。人々が今でも、自然の世界に驚異する時間を持つことができるのは、とても素晴らしいことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●フィグバードのお世話係みつかる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FG7ry1II/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LB9lwhBpSj4/s1600/anja6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FG7ry1II/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LB9lwhBpSj4/s320/anja6.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数日後、野生動物の世話をしている私の友人が、フィグバードの赤ちゃんの面倒を見ることになりました。パチャも彼女を手伝い、赤ちゃんフィグバードが、混ぜ合わせて作った特別なえさを食べる様、うまくあやします。この様なちっちゃな雛が生き延びるためには、24時間つきっきりで世話をしなければならないのですね。大変な仕事です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●未来のために種をまく&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FS38QeGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bUCnd_EJpFw/s1600/anja7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FS38QeGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bUCnd_EJpFw/s320/anja7.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その後で私達は、数種類の種（だいたい20程の異なる種類）をまきました。これは来週に「働きバチ」の子どもたちが予定している学校のフードガーデンの準備のためです。私達は、たくさんの種をまき、新しい学年が始まるまでに間に合うよう、植物を育てる計画をしています。この様な豊富な生命のいぶきに触れられることは、なんてすばらしいのでしょう！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：小山邦子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3362946632536511772?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3362946632536511772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3362946632536511772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3362946632536511772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3362946632536511772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='1/10和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s72-c/anja1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6316873031676471686</id><published>2011-01-12T21:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:41:43.061+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/10</title><content type='html'>A photo diary…There’s always so many stories to share! This time I hope you enjoy these snapshots of the last few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Mochi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Japanese culture has come into our New Year celebration thanks to Minami and Kae. Pacha and Yani are so eager to try any new foods and enjoyed chewing this mochi. In Australia, the New Year celebration mostly parties and alcohol, new years resolutions and a long sleep in. We enjoyed a day at the beach (with out 2011 diaries along with us to make plans). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s1600/anja1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s320/anja1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Sailing on the Clarence River:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend called and asked if we wanted to come sailing in the river on their catamaran – of course we said ‘Yes’! It was a very windy day and the power of the wind reminded me of the unpredictable and almost uncontrollable power of nature. Like riding a horse, you must always be ready to respond instinctively for survival – these are the feelings that life is most worth living for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mighty windy sailing day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x5fHeXLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RIMktkmlZEI/s1600/anja2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x5fHeXLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RIMktkmlZEI/s320/anja2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making String in Iluka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Pacha (and Kae and Yani) learned how to make string from native hibiscus bark. Our local friend is an anthropologist who assist indigenous communities and leads tracking and wilderness school activities. He, along with his wife and family are part of the reason I have great hope for this area – shifting to a sustainable future…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x_QkpIxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6bhHBchILcU/s1600/anja3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1x_QkpIxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6bhHBchILcU/s320/anja3.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ending Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been raining…a lot…Pacha and Yani know how to get the most enjoyment from it. This picture is outside my front door. We are not flooded (yet) in my area, but it is very soggy around our house! Time to plant more fruit trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1yF_EcOtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/g-s_mtAeC0o/s1600/anja4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1yF_EcOtI/AAAAAAAAAfE/g-s_mtAeC0o/s320/anja4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The miracle of new Life: fig bird chicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is everyone looking at??? A native fig bird is feeding her chicks in the tree above the birthday party. So nice that people still take the time to marvel in nature…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2ERMJZkBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/B-gzi9Tr3XQ/s1600/anja6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2ERMJZkBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/B-gzi9Tr3XQ/s320/anja6.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fig bird orphaned but in good hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later my friend, who is a wildlife carer, was asked to look after a baby native fig bird. Pacha helped as it was coaxed to eat the special food mixture. It is a hard job, with tiny chicks like this needing 24 hour care to be able to survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FG7ry1II/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LB9lwhBpSj4/s1600/anja6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FG7ry1II/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LB9lwhBpSj4/s320/anja6.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planting for the future: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we planted a range of seeds (about 20 different varieties) to plant in preparation for the school food gardens working bee planned for next week. Our plan is get lots planted and growing in time for the start of the school year. It feels so good to touch this abundance of life spirit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FS38QeGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bUCnd_EJpFw/s1600/anja7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS2FS38QeGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bUCnd_EJpFw/s320/anja7.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6316873031676471686?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6316873031676471686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6316873031676471686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6316873031676471686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6316873031676471686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/110.html' title='1/10'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TS1xuZyU5fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7KepRD7MnSc/s72-c/anja1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3327252508321291497</id><published>2011-01-08T15:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:31:46.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/5和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TSfoZVNqaTI/AAAAAAAAAds/04F6BBP_PmM/s1600/janblog2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TSfoZVNqaTI/AAAAAAAAAds/04F6BBP_PmM/s320/janblog2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;新しい年はあなたに、地球を癒すためのインスピレーションとパワー、希望、そして深い関わりをもたらすでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新年、わたしの中でいつものようにいろんな感情が入り混じっています。&lt;br /&gt;生きているという喜び、役に立ちたいという思い、「する」ことに必死になる感覚、最も効果的に地球のために活動するという内なる義務感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また、わたしはいつものように、地球の上で起こっていること（生活を支えるシステムの崩壊）と、わたしたちのまわりの信じられないような美しさとの、奇妙な断絶を感じます。&lt;br /&gt;わたしたちの未来を支えるガーデンで植物を植える一方で、たくさんの生き物と共に森が失われていること、石油供給の減少、経済の崩壊、気象の混乱、そして次の数十年、わたしたちはもっと大きな変化を目撃することになるでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;私たちにシフトする準備はできているでしょうか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつものわたしたちができるベストは、多分、ポジティヴに、愛をもって、実り多く、日々の子育てと、この土地を育むことを楽しむ。優しく、決意とともに、率直に、現実に気づく敏感さをもちつづけながら。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちは日本からKaeを迎えています。彼女はここウーンバでスローライフをつくりだすことを学び、手助けすることになるでしょう。先週から、KaeとMinamiはここで、家の周りのことを大いに手伝いながら、街との違いにゆっくりとなじんでいます。わたしはここの森の生き物の力強さに慣れたけど、激しい音、自然の力、足元で生きている地球、毎朝大きな馬が外のドアの隣にいるという環境は、街で暮らしてきた人にとってきついものかもしれない。それはわたしが街に行ったときに感じる奇妙な空虚感と、逆のこと。一種の魂の掃除かもしれない。&lt;br /&gt;人間という種の優越とは、わたしたちは生活を「コントロール」できるという認識をまねく幻想。その人たちにとって「自然」はエアコンのきいた快適な部屋で、大きな高画質のテレビの中でしか見るものでしかない。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしたちは、海に行ったり、オリーと歩いたり、友達と過ごす時間の合間に、ガーデニングや木を植えたり、と家で忙しくしています。庭にさらに４つ、アボガド、トロピカルピアー(梨の一種)、ザクロ、グァバの果樹をコレクションに追加し、今のところ２２種類の果樹が育っています。今は、朝早く、Kaeは畑を広げているところです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日はここに地元の友達が来て、マクロビや微生物の発酵に影響を受けてきたMinamiの指導のもと、ミニベーカリーＷＳをします。わたしたちはアイディアとガイダンスを与えてくれるブラウンズフィールドのデコさんのレシピ本を持っていて、さらに、焚き木をして外のオーブンでパンが焼けるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先週から、シンプルで健康によい（ほとんどビーガンの）食事を美味しく食べています。しかもものすごく安い予算で！とてもSLOHASなのです。たとえば、地元の新鮮で小さなエビを400グラム買い、５人分の食事を、４回作りました。&lt;br /&gt;１）川沿いでそのまま食べ、２）ライスペーパーに(ミントとガーリックチャイブと)巻いて、３）タイカレースープ、４）味噌汁のだし&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしは、新しい味に挑戦しようとするパチャとヤニを誇りに思います。多くのオーストラリアの子どもは毎回同じような味の食事を日常的に食べているからです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暮らしのちょっとした合間に、今年の計画とスケジュールを書くことに忙しくしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深い平和と考えが、あなたのこころを導いてくれることを願っています。&lt;br /&gt;愛をこめて、いのちのために&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：kae）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3327252508321291497?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3327252508321291497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3327252508321291497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3327252508321291497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3327252508321291497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/15.html' title='1/5和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TSfoZVNqaTI/AAAAAAAAAds/04F6BBP_PmM/s72-c/janblog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8874065362081658277</id><published>2011-01-05T08:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:28:34.748+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1/5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSOPaINdeBI/AAAAAAAAABw/_gLCxPsieiw/s1600/janblog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSOPY2R83CI/AAAAAAAAABg/u8UfCCjMAo4/s200/janblog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558444022155762722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSOPYNFYmjI/AAAAAAAAABY/CkKug5enBZs/s1600/janblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSOPYNFYmjI/AAAAAAAAABY/CkKug5enBZs/s200/janblog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558444011097201202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Jan 2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;May the New Year bring you inspiration, empowerment, hope and deep commitment to heal the Earth. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I feel, as usual, such a jumble of emotions as the New Year comes into being – elation to be alive, eagerness to be useful, desperation to ‘do’ and a sense of inner obligation to fulfil this purpose to act for the Earth in the most effective way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And I feel, as usual, the same strange disconnect between what I know is happening on the Earth - the collapse of our life support systems - and the incredible beauty and abundance around us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we keep active planting our future self-sustaining garden (we hope), I know the forests are going, along with so much life, and I know that oil supplies are dwindling, economies collapsing, climate in chaos and we will witness huge change in the next couple of decades. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Are we ready to shift?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The best we can always do, I guess, is try to stay positive and loving and productive and keep dancing between the practical daily realities of raising children, nurturing this land and gently, but forthrightly and with determination, stay awake and responsive to the reality of our time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We welcome Kae from Japan, who will be here for a few months to learn and help us create this slow life in Woombah. For the past week Kae and Minami have been here with us, helping so much around the place and slowly adjusting to a very different life from the city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am used to the powerful life force of the forest here, the intense sounds and energy of nature, the living earth under my feet, a big horse standing outside your door every morning waiting for a pat – but it can be daunting for people who have lived their whole life in a city. It’s the opposite for me when I go to cities and sense a strange emptiness - a kind of vacuum of life spirit – that overwhelming dominance of the human species living in a kind of bubble of misguided perception that we can ‘control’ life itself and that ‘nature’ is something we usually only see from massive high definition TV screens in air conditioned comfort. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We have been busy at home, gardening and planting over the past week, in between visits to the beach, walks with Ollie and time with good friends. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We’ve added four more fruit trees to our collection here; another avocado, tropical pear, pomegranite and fejoa - this makes some 22 types of fruit trees growing here so far. And right now, in the early hours of the morning, Kae is in the garden extending our vegetable planting area. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Later on today my local friends will come for a mini baking workshop here, guided by Minami who has been so inspired by macrobiotic cooking and living (bacteria) cultures. We have the lovely recipe book of Deco (from Brownsfield) to provide more ideas and guidance and build a fire so we can bake in the camp oven. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Actually, for the past week we have celebrated simple and wholesome (mostly vegan) food and the tastes have been delicious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it’s been on a very tight budget! Very Slohas. For example, 400grams of small, freshly caught, local school shrimp provided 4 meals for the 5 of us: 1) a few eaten by the riverside, 2) some used for the rice paper wraps (with mint and garlic chives), 3) becoming a Thai laksa flavoured stew and 4) flavouring a miso soup. I’m proud of Pacha and Yani who enthusiastically try these new tastes - unlike most Australian kids who mostly eat the same plain meat and dairy based products for every meal. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In between just living, we are busy writing plans and schedules for the year ahead - which you will hear about soon! I hope you have some moments of deep peace and contemplation over the next few days to allow your heart to guide you forward. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Love, For Life,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Anja&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8874065362081658277?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8874065362081658277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8874065362081658277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8874065362081658277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8874065362081658277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/jan-2011.html' title='1/5'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSOPaINdeBI/AAAAAAAAABw/_gLCxPsieiw/s72-c/janblog4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6816111774095086969</id><published>2011-01-04T19:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T19:56:16.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>12/22和訳</title><content type='html'>時間はなんて早く過ぎていくのでしょう！このブログは二週間前に書いたのですが、UPするのが遅くなってしまってごめんなさい。二週間以上前からいろんなことが同時に起きていて、わたしは来年にむけてエネルギーで満たされています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの1983年の車Taragoは壊れ、新しくDelicaに代わりました。なぜこのモデルを選んだかというと、使用済みの植物油で走ることができるからです！幸運が重なり、わたしはこれを母の家からたった１～２kmのところで、10台限定1000ドル以下という値段で見つけることができました。この車を見ていた二日以内に、古い車がちょうど大通りで、劇的にオーバーヒートしました。ついに買い換えるときがきたのです。地元のフィッシュ＆チップスショップから廃食油をもらって走らせたらいい！と思いついたところです。(こちらのサイトで調べています&lt;a href="http://www.vegiecars.com/home/"&gt;http://www.vegiecars.com/home/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また、わたしはiPhoneを買い、新しいテクノロジーの世界へと踏み出しました。わたしの夢は、オリーが歩いているとき、草を食べているとき、もしくは子どもたちが(今のように)地元のプールか海で泳いでいるときに働けるようになることです。この電話をつかってYoutubeビデオの録画や、わたしの頭にやってくるメロディを録音したいと思っています。(パチャの新しいビデオご覧ください&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nT5-85TuDto"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nT5-85TuDto&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;「バーチャル」な仕事場、これはスローな生活と矛盾するでしょうか？そうは思いません。わたしは1989年から地球を救うためのツールとしてコンピューターを使ってきました。何ごとも使い方次第で、良くも悪くも使うことができるのです。&lt;br /&gt;このはなしをしていると、ウィキリークスを思い出します。Julian Assangeという人が、今まで明らかにされなかったことや今世界で起きている事実を暴くシステム「ウィキリークス」をつくりました。これにより、今まで虐げられていた真実や隠された犯罪を明かすことができるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私がいちばん心配しているのは、大多数の人が、真実を知ることに対して無関心にみえることです。真実を学ぼうとすることは、おそらく従来の快適な世界観を変える挑戦となるからでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アメリカで何不自由なく暮らしていた人でさえ、銀行の巧みな契約にはまり、プラスチックのクレジットカードに縛られたあげくに、喜んで「買った」はずの家を手放し、路上生活を強いられています。多くの人は、いろんな問題がつながり合っていることに気づいていないのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：カエ】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6816111774095086969?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6816111774095086969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6816111774095086969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6816111774095086969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6816111774095086969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/1222_26.html' title='12/22和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-218789760287438187</id><published>2011-01-03T02:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T02:41:24.353+11:00</updated><title type='text'>12/22</title><content type='html'>Dec 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast time moves! This blog post was written two weeks ago – but I haven’t had the chance to send it yet…my apologies. More very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last two weeks many things have come together, making me feel full&lt;br /&gt;of energy for the next year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old falling apart 1983 Tarago has now been replaced by an old, not falling apart Delica - chosen because it is one of the only models suitable&lt;br /&gt;for conversion to using waste vegetable oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By luck or well fated coincidence, I found it just a kilometer or two away&lt;br /&gt;from my mother’s house among only around 10 cars under $10 000 available all around Australia. Within 2 days of first looking at it my trusty old car gave up overheating dramatically on the main road - time to let go…&lt;br /&gt;So now I jut have to save up for the conversion process to be able to use&lt;br /&gt;the waste vegetable oil from my local fish and chip shop. (I’ve been researching at: &lt;a href="http://www.vegiecars.com/home/"&gt;http://www.vegiecars.com/home/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also jumped into a whole new techno world in buying an iPhone. My dream is to be able to do my work while taking Ollie for a graze/walk or while my&lt;br /&gt;kids are swimming in the local pool (like now) or while at the beach. I want to be able to record bits of video for YouTube (check out Pacha’s new video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nT5-85TuDto"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nT5-85TuDto&lt;/a&gt; ), or new melodies as they come into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the ‘virtual’ office...but is it compatible with a slow lifestyle? I'm not sure. I do know that I have been using computers since 1989 as a tool to help save the earth - like everything they can be used for good or evil depending on the intention of the people using them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the topic most on my mind at the moment - Julian Assange&lt;br /&gt;and Wikileaks. Never has it been more obvious -  the way the current system&lt;br /&gt;works – it seems that the person who reveals the truth is persecuted and the criminals are protected.    What worries me most is that the majority of people seem not to be interested in learning the truth - perhaps because it will challenge people’s comfortable view of the world. Yet as we see even the privileged people of the USA being tossed out of their homes to live on the streets because they so willingly ‘bought’ the slick promises of the banks and were seduced into living a life on their plastic credit cards - it seems very few people are joining the dots…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-218789760287438187?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/218789760287438187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=218789760287438187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/218789760287438187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/218789760287438187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/1222.html' title='12/22'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2256667167489577906</id><published>2011-01-02T15:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:37:32.988+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSAA94wA4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ex2rKxmmXUw/s1600/chrissiephoto2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSAA94wA4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ex2rKxmmXUw/s320/chrissiephoto2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557443003380982018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha, Yani and their cousins Finn, Neroli and Griffin on Christmas Eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2256667167489577906?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2256667167489577906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2256667167489577906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2256667167489577906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2256667167489577906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-photo.html' title='Christmas Photo'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TSAA94wA4QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ex2rKxmmXUw/s72-c/chrissiephoto2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-267885089519575610</id><published>2010-12-22T01:16:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T01:20:00.341+11:00</updated><title type='text'>12/8和訳</title><content type='html'>みなさん&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしは２０年以上、地球のための活動やプロジェクトの一環として、音楽をつくり、歌ってきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつも自分の歌を宣伝することは恥ずかしく思っていました、&lt;br /&gt;それはわたしの音楽の目的がお金を稼ぐことや、有名になることではなく、&lt;br /&gt;地球のため、人々の意識を高め、力づけ、参加をうながすためのものだからです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの音楽の「しごと」は１５年以上前から主に日本で、&lt;br /&gt;多くのすばらしい仲間たちと、ナマケモノ倶楽部(www.sloth.gr.jp) のような団体に大いに助けられ、&lt;br /&gt;いくつかのＣＤを製作し、展開してきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ＣＤの売上は、森や、平和のため、&lt;br /&gt;現地の人々の活動や、エクアドルの森の保全活動をする団体、エル・ミアグロ（&lt;a href="http://permaculture.org.au/project_profiles/south_america/el_milagro_ecuador.htm"&gt;http://permaculture.org.au/project_profiles/south_america/el_milagro_ecuador.htm&lt;/a&gt;)の設立を支えてくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして、今、これらのミュージックがインタネーットで世界中からダウンロードできるようになりました！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Voices for the Forest"/ 森の声&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight2"&gt;http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slow Mother Love"/ スロー・マザー・ラヴ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight3"&gt;http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ぜひこのリンクを見て、聴いて、気に入ったらあなたの友達やネットワークは広めてください。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの曲‘Candle-night’/キャンドルナイトは、youtubeからも聴くことができます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i0JbmBHs5I "&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i0JbmBHs5I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これらの音楽のすべての売上は、今までどおり、世界を癒すプロジェクトや活動のために使われます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さらに詳しい情報や背景は、こちらのページからご覧いただけます。&lt;br /&gt;(eg. &lt;a href="http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com"&gt;http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;/) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの新しい「スロー」ビジネスのページも、まもなく完成します。&lt;br /&gt;曲の歌詞や、写真、その他おもしろいことを載せていく予定です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slowsmallsimple.com "&gt;www.slowsmallsimple.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そろそろ新年を迎えます。&lt;br /&gt;愛する人々と、喜びに満ちた、すばらしい季節を過ごせますように。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いのちのために。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ・ライト&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.　日本の仲間たちへ&lt;br /&gt;最近出版された、辻信一さんとわたしの対談本「しんしんと、ディープエコロジー」も、ナマケモノ倶楽部から購入することができます。&lt;br /&gt;楽しんで…ゆっくり読んでいただけるとうれしいです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（訳：Kae）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-267885089519575610?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/267885089519575610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=267885089519575610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/267885089519575610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/267885089519575610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/128.html' title='12/8和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3649515230228217284</id><published>2010-12-08T17:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:32:25.686+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow music'/><title type='text'>Slow Mother Music now on the internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TP8mNTy2B3I/AAAAAAAAABA/p7TLPOfMejg/s1600/DSC_5316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TP8mNTy2B3I/AAAAAAAAABA/p7TLPOfMejg/s320/DSC_5316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548195276037425010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 8th, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know that over the past 20 years I have been writing and performing music as part of my campaign and project work for the Earth. I’ve always been rather shy about promoting my music - I guess because my intention wasn’t to make money or be famous but to raise awareness, empower and nurture people’s commitment to heal the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Most of this music ‘work’ has been done in Japan and with the enormous help from many great friends and organisations like the Sloth Club (www.sloth.gr.jp) there have been several CDs produced over the past 15 years. Funds collected from these CD sales have supported forest, peace and indigenous peoples campaigns and helped establish the El Milagro cloud forest reserve in Ecuador (http://permaculture.org.au/project_profiles/south_america/el_milagro_ecuador.htm).&lt;br /&gt;Now, finally, this music available for downloading on the internet. Please take a look/listen and pass this link on to your friends and networks if you like.&lt;br /&gt;Voices for the Forest: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight2&lt;br /&gt;Slow Mother Love: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/anjalight3&lt;br /&gt;You can also see one of my songs, ‘Candle-night’, on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5i0JbmBHs5I&lt;br /&gt;All proceeds from the sale of this music will fund campaigns and projects to heal the Earth – as it has always done. More background and information can be found around the net (eg. http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/) and will soon also be available on my new ‘slow’ business web page www.slowsmallsimple.com along with song words, photos and other fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you have a joyful, rejuvenating season with your loved ones with clarity and vision for the New Year ahead,&lt;br /&gt;For Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anja Light&lt;br /&gt;PS. For my friends in Japan, a recently published book, “Slow and Deep Ecology” about a life conversation between Keibo Oiwa and I, is available through the Sloth Club. I hope you enjoy reading it…slowly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3649515230228217284?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3649515230228217284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3649515230228217284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3649515230228217284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3649515230228217284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/slow-mother-music-now-on-internet.html' title='Slow Mother Music now on the internet'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OM0Ji_VbW0c/TP8mNTy2B3I/AAAAAAAAABA/p7TLPOfMejg/s72-c/DSC_5316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3634035175539774044</id><published>2010-12-03T18:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:17:14.348+11:00</updated><title type='text'>12/1和訳</title><content type='html'>今朝、私は先延ばしにしていたビジネス関連のことに手をつけるべく、「することリスト」を反芻しています。というのも、経営コースを無事修了した私は、あたらしい会社「スロー・スモール・シンプル」を起業するべく、ビジネスプランを練っているところ。そう、今の私にとって、これは「やる」べきことなのです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;実は、私はリストが好きなほうでした。いつも長～い「することリスト」を書き連ね、その中から、本当に好きなことだけをする、またはリストのことなんか、きれいさっぱり忘れ、毎日の「今、ここ」に向き合っていくのが常でした。&lt;br /&gt;世の中には、「すべきこと」リストと「したいこと」リスト、それから、考えるまでもなく行動することがあると思うんです。たとえば、子どもを抱きしめる、庭をぶらぶらする、（瞑想しているかのように）家の中を整理整頓する、近所の人とおしゃべりする、料理する、木と抱きあう、馬をなでるーーーそれらの「する」のほとんどは、リストには決して見つけることはできないでしょう。つまり、これらの「する」は本能によって導かれているのです。私はこういう「する」が大好きです！&lt;br /&gt;今週の私の「本当にしなくてはならない」リストは、てんぷら油で走らせることのできるディーゼルカーを探すことでした。お金をつかう、他人を信じる、自分が少し知っている知識をつかって正しい決断を下す・・・これらの作業は、私自身の価値観と向き合うことでもあります。けれども、私たちの古い車がゆっくりと引退したのですから、今こそ、深呼吸をして、一歩を踏み出すときなのです！いい車と出合えますように！！&lt;br /&gt;どうして、私たちは、自分や子どもたちを養うのと同じように、毎日いちばん大切なことをひとつだけ選ぶことができないのでしょう？でも、ふたつのことを一緒にできたとき、私たちはより深い幸せを感じるのかもしれません。今、音楽のインターネット配信について調べています。それがうまくいけば、私たちがシンプルな生活を営むのに、どうお金を稼ぐかという心配をしなくて済むようになるからです。&lt;br /&gt;けれども、私は、今まで一度もお金を稼ぐために音楽をつくったことがありません。世界を癒し、育て、変えるために音楽をつくっていたからです。そんな私が、私の音楽を「買って」とみなさんにお願いするのはおかしいことでしょうか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちが暮らすこの世界では、音楽は、ＣＤになり、市場に出て、消費されると、経済的なモノサシでしかみられません。このようなジレンマに挟まれながらも、もしかしたら、私の音楽が、インターネットを通じて、この世界を少しでもいい方向に変えようとがんばっている人たちを癒し、励ますことができるかもしれないと、希望を持ち続けるのです。&lt;br /&gt;いのちのために&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3634035175539774044?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3634035175539774044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3634035175539774044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3634035175539774044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3634035175539774044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/121.html' title='12/1和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2126713049989163694</id><published>2010-12-02T07:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T07:20:07.984+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SLow Mother Blog December 2010</title><content type='html'>Slow Mother Blog &lt;br /&gt;Dec 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am contemplating lists as I procrastinate in setting out on a busy day of ‘business’ building.  I have now completed and passed my business course and produced a business plan for my new company: slowsmallsimple…now I just have to ‘do’ it… &lt;br /&gt;I have always rather liked lists – I write long lists regularly, then just do what I really like doing, or forget about the list and respond to how the day evolves. &lt;br /&gt;There is the ‘should do’ list and the ‘want to do’ list  - and then there are things I don’t even have to think about; cuddling my children, poking around in the garden, putting my house in order (like meditation), having a chat with my neighbour, cooking a meal, hugging a tree, stroking the horse – some things never find their way to the lists, they are guided by instinct… of course these are the things I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;This week on my ‘should really do’ list is finding and buying a diesel van that can be converted to veggie oil.  It means confronting many personal comfort zones; spending money, trusting strangers, making the right decision about something I know little about…but, since my old car is slowly giving up -  it really is time to take a deep breath and take the plunge…wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;How do we single out the most important things everyday as well as find a way to feed ourselves and our children? When the two things combine I guess we find most complete happiness. Today I will try to find a way to ‘market’ my music on the internet so I don’t have to worry so much about earning enough income to support our simple lives. &lt;br /&gt;But, I never wrote music to make money - I create music to heal, nurture and to change the world – how strange it is then to ask people to ‘buy’ my music?  Like almost everything in our society, music only seems to have economic value when it has been packaged, marketed and commodified. I console myself in grappling these dilemmas with the thought that perhaps the further my music can reach, the more encouragement and healing it can bring people to change the way we live. &lt;br /&gt;For Life,&lt;br /&gt;anja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2126713049989163694?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2126713049989163694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2126713049989163694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2126713049989163694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2126713049989163694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/slow-mother-blog-december-2010.html' title='SLow Mother Blog December 2010'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8104214083401918323</id><published>2010-11-21T18:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:28:15.923+11:00</updated><title type='text'>11/20和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svXRSQ6xlUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ja_JP"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svXRSQ6xlUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ja_JP" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;みなさんへ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生物多様性のテーマでエントリーしていた子どもたちが通う小学校のダンスが、オーストラリア全国大会・僻地学校の部で、最優秀賞に選ばれたと連絡がありました！！ユーチューブでその一部をご覧いただくことができます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こちらは雨降りで、私は庭の手入れ、屋根に上って雨どいを掃除したり、ヤニの個室を二階につくったりといそがしく過ごしています。昨日、旧友ジョン・シードと、パトリック・アンダーソンが立ち寄ってくれました。短い時間でしたが、彼らとディープ・エコロジーについて、日本でのライフ・スピークス・ツアーについて共有できましたよ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近況はまた書きます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いのちのために&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8104214083401918323?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8104214083401918323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8104214083401918323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8104214083401918323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8104214083401918323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/1120.html' title='11/20和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6836648882607230597</id><published>2010-11-20T13:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:29:08.341+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Mother Blog Nov 20</title><content type='html'>Hello Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;We just heard that the school's dance entry for Wakakiri on the theme of biodiversity won first prize in the competition for all over Australia in the country schools section! You can see some of the dance at the end of this youtube clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=svXRSQ6xlUM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=svXRSQ6xlUM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rainy day and I am busy gardening, climbing up the roof to clean out the gutters and building Yani's new room upstairs. Yesterday my old friends John Seed and Patrick Anderson stopped by for a visit as they were traveling down the coast. It was great to share with them a little about the deep ecology theme we shared during the 'Life Speaks' tour in Japan...&lt;br /&gt;More soon,&lt;br /&gt;For Life,&lt;br /&gt;anja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6836648882607230597?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6836648882607230597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6836648882607230597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6836648882607230597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6836648882607230597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/slow-mother-blog-nov-20.html' title='Slow Mother Blog Nov 20'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6800517109826595558</id><published>2010-11-10T00:16:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:26:37.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>11/3和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s1600/101009-17.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s320/101009-17.jpeg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10月は私にとって生産と収穫の月でした。再び日本を訪れたライフスピークツアーは、新しい可能性に溢れ、刺激的なものとなりました。成長する日本のスローな仲間たちと、つながりなおすことができたことが本当にうれしかった。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多くのハイライト(またレポートします)の中のひとつは、日比谷公園での土と平和の祭典です。東京コンクリートジャングルのオフィスビルに囲まれたこの公園で、人々の喜びに満ちた表情と、持続可能な暮らし方についての多くの希望と実践的な知識を見ることができました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また、信じられないような体験をしました。国分寺駅からカフェスローまで馬車に引かれて向かったのです。(寄田さんありがとう)　わたしは、馬車の横に止まった派手なスポーツカーに乗る男の人の顔が忘れられない。私たちを見て笑顔でこう言うのです、「わぁ、ぼくは最新のスポーツカーに乗ってるけど、馬車のほうがかっこいいなぁ。それどこで手に入るんだろう…」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そう、わたしはナマケモノ倶楽部やスロームーヴメントが一番”かっこいい”と思うのです。私は東京駅とすべての山手線で流れる「マイボトルを持とう」というコマーシャルに、また、多くのレストランが使い捨てではなく何度も使うことのできるお箸を使っているということに、感激しました。きっとズーニー運動が変化を起こしたのでしょう。おめでとう、ナマケモノ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしは今オーストラリアの小さな森の楽園に帰って、仕事のいらないフルーツを楽しんでいます。実は、今まで庭をまったく手入れしていませんでした、ただ植物がお互い世話し合えるような共生型パーマカルチャーシステムをつくっただけで。&lt;br /&gt;これらの写真をご覧ください。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2lhRI4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UO3ZsFLvdIg/s1600/bananas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2lhRI4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UO3ZsFLvdIg/s320/bananas1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの最初の収穫は、泥水を太陽エネルギーで再生産するシステム&lt;br /&gt;…美味しいバナナの束です！バナナにはもうひとつ有名な使い方がありますね。わたしが企画した” the Living the GoodLifeいい暮らしフェスティバル”では、ベジタリアンブースでバナナの葉っぱがお皿として大活躍しました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2wBEup3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OSNMbyAfWn8/s1600/bananas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2wBEup3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OSNMbyAfWn8/s320/bananas2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしの家のキッチン排水のすべては、（わたしたちの祝いのたき火でできた）木炭でいっぱいの濾過床、”油のトラップ” にまかれます。そしてそこで分解された土はバナナが育つサイクルに加える。そう、このシステムはシンプルで、お金が一切かからない、それだけでなく食べ物まで生産してくれるのです！（どうして人間は、生活を高価に、とても複雑にしてしまうのでしょう？）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もうひとつ、（コンフリー、ノコギリソウ、cannna lilies(ユリの一種)といっしょに植えた）バナナはコンポストの役目も果たします。おもしろい食べものは、すべてここから生まれる気がします。今の時期は数種類のカボチャ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN5AJFIpVI/AAAAAAAAAco/ssAolx4VWUU/s1600/kitchenwaste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN5AJFIpVI/AAAAAAAAAco/ssAolx4VWUU/s320/kitchenwaste.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN4_pMbY6I/AAAAAAAAAcg/yW-p8BCUdUs/s1600/gardenoct.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN4_pMbY6I/AAAAAAAAAcg/yW-p8BCUdUs/s320/gardenoct.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;このガーデンは、さまざまな種類の虫と、多くのハチによって生かされ、すべてをヘルシーに保っているように見えます。水をやったり、雑草をすこし抜いたり、食べものを収穫したり、わたしはただ一日30分ガーデンで働くだけなのに、本当にかんたんで、満足できるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本から帰ってきてからの二週間以上、わたしは最も多くの時間をコンピューター画面の前で過ごすことになりました…嫌気がさしてしまうほど…。わたしが「スロースモールシンプル：slowsmallsimple」と名付けたとても重大な、新しい会社のビジネス計画を書いていたのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この内容は、実はすべて過去20年間今もやっていることであり、これから先20年間やり続けていきたいことです。もう少し組織的に、はっきりとした形にして、わたしの家族をサポートすること、持続可能なライスタイル(生活の中の文化)を引き出すことを目的として計画しています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;余った資金で、地域の活動や、エクアドルやサラワクのような森が脅かされる「途上国」をサポートしたいと思っています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そしてもちろんわたしは今も学校のPTAに参加し、ちょうど、新しいコミュニティー構築プログラム（３年以上）を提案しているところです。これは、幸せで、健康で、持続可能で、柔軟な未来をつくりだすためのもの、うーん、すこし大がかりかもしれませんが、喜びとポジティヴなビジョンをもって、PTA会長の権利とともに進めていきたいと思います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャとヤニ(とオリー)はわたしと再会できたことに、そしてわたしが日本から持ち帰った納豆に、とても喜んでいました！パチャはダンスコンサートを終え、ステージで彼女のダンスは喜びで輝いていました。（子どもの発表をみる母はみんなこう見えるのでしょうか？）オリーは、私が帰ってからさらに優しく、わたしのことを正しく認識してくれているように見えます。そしてわたしたちはみんな、12月からKaeがボランティアとして来ることをとても楽しみにしています。(ガーデンはすばらしいものになるでしょう！)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸運なことに、(ライフスピークツアーによる資金で)、レトロでステキなキャラバン(1970’s)を購入することができました！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNlKFabz5RI/AAAAAAAAAdM/W4lWmtxKP5M/s1600/caravan2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNlKFabz5RI/AAAAAAAAAdM/W4lWmtxKP5M/s320/caravan2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2d2h_DxI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZfM8LnHzKl0/s1600/caravan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2d2h_DxI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZfM8LnHzKl0/s320/caravan3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;前の持ち主の愛のある手入れのおかげで、来客が泊まるための完璧な場所です。家の中にも10人は入るスペースがあるので、いつでも遊びに来てくださいね。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：カエ】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6800517109826595558?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6800517109826595558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6800517109826595558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6800517109826595558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6800517109826595558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/113_10.html' title='11/3和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s72-c/101009-17.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5996233045512925680</id><published>2010-11-05T14:22:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:40:32.225+11:00</updated><title type='text'>11/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2wBEup3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OSNMbyAfWn8/s1600/bananas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2wBEup3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OSNMbyAfWn8/s320/bananas2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October has beena time of production and harvest for me. Visiting Japan again for the Life Speaks tour was invigorating and full of new potential – how wonderful it was to reconnect with the growing Slow tribe of Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the many highlights (report coming) was the Soil and Peace festival in Hibiya park – how beautiful to see faces of such joy, hope and practical knowledge about how to live sustainably under the looming office towers of the Tokyo concrete jungle. And the incredible experience of riding in a horse pulled cart through Kokobunji (thanks Yorita-san), connecting the station with café Slow. I will never forget the look on the face of the man in the snazzy sports car that pulled up beside us– watching us with a smiling expression that said (to me): “wow – I have the latest sportscar – but that buggy is even cooler…wonder where I can get one…”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true, I think the Sloth Club and the Slow movement is the ‘coolest’ trend in town. I was blown away by the massive ‘thermos’ advertisements in Tokyo station and all over the Yamanote line encouraging people to bring along their own drinks, and the fact that so many restaurants now have re-useable chopsticks…maybe the zooni campaign has really made a difference…congratulations Sloths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I am back in our little forest oasis in Australia enjoying the fruits of non-labour. Seriously, I haven’t really done much at all in my garden, just set up a simple permaculture system where the plants look after each other – and take a look at these pictures. The first harvest of my solar powered grey water recycling system – a delicious bunch of bananas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, those world famous banana plants that also provided the Living the Good Life’s festival’s vegetarian hut with banana leaf serving plates!!! All the kitchen waste water from my house goes into a ‘grease trap’ filled with filtering charcoal (from our many celebratory bon fires), then into a banana circle. So simple and it doesn’t cost anything – and provides a food resource! (Why do we humans tend to make living so complicated and expensive?...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other banana circles (also planted with comfrey, yarrow and canna lilies) double as my compost heaps – and all sorts of interesting food grows out of them – this time it is some kind of pumpkin. The garden is alive with many different kinds of insects and lots of bees on the Chinese cabbage plants going to seed – seems to keep everything healthy. I only spend around ½ hour a day working in the garden, watering, pulling out a few weeds, harvesting for meals…it really is so easy and so fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two weeks since Japan though, most of my time has been spent behind a computer screen…cringe…I’ve been working on the very serious matter of writing a business plan for a new company I plan to launch soon called: slowsmallsimple. Actually its really everything I’ve been doing for the past 20 years and that I want to keep doing for another 20 years – just a little bit more formalised and perhaps more organised…My aim is to be able to support my family, while inspiring a sustainable lifestyle shift – a Culture where Life Matters. Any extra funds will support community projects in ‘developing’ countries with threatened forests, like Ecuador and Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I’m still involved with the school P and C committee. At the moment I’m proposing a new community builders program (over 3 years) to engage and stimulate the local community towards a happy, healthy, sustainable and resilient future…hmmmmm…..yes, maybe just a little bit ambitious! But (as usual) I feel compelled to act – with joy and a positive vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha and Yani (and Ollie) were so happy to see me again – and very happy with the natto I brought back for them from Japan! Pacha has just had her dance concert – she shines with joy when she dances (I wonder if all Mums feel like that when they watch their children perform?). Ollie has become more affectionate since my return – seems he appreciates me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very excited about Kae coming to volunteer with us from December (the garden will be amazing!) – and by fantastic luck, I could buy (funded by the Life Speaks tour) a funky, retro caravan (built in the 70s), lovingly cared for by its last owners and a perfect place for visitors to stay! We now have lots of inside house space for about 10 people at a time, so you are welcome to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, For Life,&lt;br /&gt;anja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5996233045512925680?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5996233045512925680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5996233045512925680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5996233045512925680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5996233045512925680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/113.html' title='11/3'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TNN2wBEup3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OSNMbyAfWn8/s72-c/bananas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3969994299864988613</id><published>2010-10-22T09:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:04:28.578+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Forest Bliss...</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;What a whirlwind, inspiring visit to Japan, with such wonderful re-connections! Thanks to everyone who was involved and who came along to events, meetings and discussions. A report is coming, but I am being slightly distracted by the beauty around me here, the beauty in my children, the beauty of the forest, the beauty of this life...This time, Japan gave me such a strong reaffirmation that we are following the right path - celebrating sustainability, cherishing and nurturing the sacredness of life so that we can act in the healing of the Earth as easily and naturally as breathing.&lt;br /&gt;For Life,&lt;br /&gt;anja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3969994299864988613?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3969994299864988613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3969994299864988613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3969994299864988613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3969994299864988613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-to-forest-bliss.html' title='Back to Forest Bliss...'/><author><name>Slow Mother Anja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01096154946285806686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lOwJM6o0o/ThzUaawYWvI/AAAAAAAAADI/jXPb03csucs/s220/best%2Bportrait.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3081385134784640006</id><published>2010-10-18T22:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:01:52.128+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Message for Peace and Soil Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="448" height="272" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jJXTN6u688I" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3081385134784640006?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3081385134784640006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3081385134784640006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3081385134784640006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3081385134784640006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/message-for-peace-and-soil-festival.html' title='Message for Peace and Soil Festival'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jJXTN6u688I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-780696202004101749</id><published>2010-10-11T02:25:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T02:31:40.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Biodiversity dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qmu1fS9LZ1E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ja_JP"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qmu1fS9LZ1E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ja_JP" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="272"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this inspiring video of the Iluka Public School Year 4/5 class (Australia) dancing to the theme of biodiversity at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qmu1fS9LZ1E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This original dance marks the UN Year of Biodiversity and the Year of Learning for Sustainability.  It is, to me, one of the clearest and most passionate explanations of what biodiversity is and how important it is to protect and nurture it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children’s dance teacher, Mandy Pashen has led this talented class in creating a wonderful performance that was videoed and entered into the Australian ‘Wakakiri’ school dance competition. With almost no money for sets and costumes, parents, students and teachers volunteered their time and creativity.  Please share this and let’s inspire everyone to celebrate and protect biodiversity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Anja Light&lt;br /&gt;Director, The Sloth Club Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-780696202004101749?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/780696202004101749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=780696202004101749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/780696202004101749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/780696202004101749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/biodiversity-dance.html' title='Biodiversity dance'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3454942129245644925</id><published>2010-09-30T03:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:40:12.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9/28翻訳</title><content type='html'>夜明けのコーラスが私の耳に鳴り響いています。あらゆる方向からこだまする喜びに満ちた「今、ここ」を生きている鳴き声。私は最低でも15種類の鳥を聞き分けることができます。それはまるでからっぽの容器に1日を生きるだけの十分なエネルギーを注いでくれるかのように私を満たしてくれます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちにとっての一大イベント「いい人生を送ろうフェスティバル」が終わって１週間が経ちました。まだ燃え尽きた感じをひきずっています。 みなさんもまもなくウェブサイトで、当日の様子をいくつか見ることができるでしょう: www.livingthegoodlife.com &lt;br /&gt;幸運にも、イベントにはたくさんの人が集まって多くの楽しみがあり、いくつかの学びと校庭の遊び場のための資金集めにも素晴らしい功績を残せ、うまくいきました。家族や友人(遠くのタスマニアからマイケル、そして日本からミナミ)からのサポートには心から驚かされました。ハートビートのようにビジョンをどんどん形にしていくのですから！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャとヤニは、彼らのお母さん、つまり私が、学校の行事に深く関わりながら、家事の余分なストレスにもうまく対処したことを誇りに感じているようです。そして馬のオリーには‘乗り物'草刈り機と庭の肥料プロデューサーとしての彼の役割の他に、私のパーソナルセラピストとフィジカルトレーナーの称号が与えられることになりました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;フェスティバルが成功しないと考えた多くの人々は、アイルーカでこのようなイベントが実現可能だという事を信じなかったことについて謝罪しました。そして最も厳しい評論家でさえ、滅菌されたバナナの葉をお皿に食事を提供したベジタリアン・ブースがすばらしいことを認めたのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;少しずつであっても、このフェスティバルが私たちの地域での文化的なシフトに貢献することを願っています。「持続可能性」が汚い言葉だとみなされず、人々がこの自然界の一部に生きていることの幸運さを理解し、それを大切にし、修復し、次の世代のために守っていくように。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ちょうど1週間後に、私は日本に戻ります。 手帳でスケジュールを確認しながら、どうやって準備を間に合わせようかと思っています。再び現在の問題として浮上してきた「宿題」の一部について思いを巡らせます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私がツアー中に言及すべき重要な「問題」たち、それは、エクアドルでの新たな鉱山開発の脅威、マレーシア、サラワクでの止まらない森林破壊とペナン民族による非暴力行動、天然林から手を引くことを発表したガンズ社のグッド・ニュースにも関わらず、タスマニアで継続される森林伐採…、エンジンが切られてから完全に停止するのに時間がかかる重機に似ています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;けれども、「地球の一部である私たちを思いだそう」というメッセージは明確です。みなが地球と自分の分断を癒し、「私」の意識を広げたなら、数え切れない苦しみを引き起こしている古いシステムをひっくり返すパワーになります。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本で再び友人たちと思いを分かち合えることをとっても楽しみにしています。この間、少しも「新しい」歌は書いていませんが、音楽はいつだって私たちと共にあります。昼夜問わずパチャとヤニと口ずさみ、私たちを取り囲むいのちの織物のような美しい自然の中で歌っています。来週会いましょう！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：田中みのり】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3454942129245644925?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3454942129245644925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3454942129245644925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3454942129245644925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3454942129245644925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/928.html' title='9/28翻訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4528307020700948687</id><published>2010-09-28T03:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:43:06.311+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9/28</title><content type='html'>Slow Mother Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn chorus is ringing in my ears. I can hear at least 15 different bird calls echoing from all directions – joyous, present, alive. It fills me up like some empty container – more than enough life energy to last through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been over a week since our big ‘Living the Good Life’ festival here and we’re still recovering from the effort!  You will soon be able to see some of the images on the website: www.livingthegoodlife.com Luckily it was a successful event, with lots of people, lots of fun, some learning and a great result in fundraising for a school playground.  The support from family and friends (as far as from Tasmania, Michael and Japan, Minami) has been truly amazing - like a heart beat – keeping the vision alive! Pacha and Yani seem to be proud that their Mum is so involved with the school and have been coping beautifully with the extra stress in the household. And our horse Ollie has now been elevated to the title of my personal therapist and physical trainer along with his role as our ‘ride on’ lawn mower and garden manure producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people who didn’t think the festival would succeed have apologised for&lt;br /&gt;not believing it was possible to do something like this in Iluka and almost everyone who went has commented positively about the concept and the general good 'vibe' around the festival. Even the harshest critics admitted that the  egetarian hut (with food served on ‘sterilised’ banana leaves) was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, little by little I hope this contributes to a culture shift in our area, where ‘sustainability’ is not regarded as a dirty word and that people start to realise how lucky they are to live in this part of the world and feel inspired to cherish it, restore it and protect it for future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just over a week I’ll be back in Japan.  I keep looking at the days in my diary and wonder how I will be ready in time.  Then again I think part of the ‘homework’ preparation is just staying open to being present. There will be important ‘issues’ to present: new threats in Ecuador, continuing forest destruction and peaceful protests by the Penan in Sarawak and even continuing logging in Tasmania – despite the recent success of the Gunns timber company pulling out of native forests…it’s like a giant machine that takes time to stop even after the engine has been switched off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the message: to remember we are part of the Earth – is clear. Our collective intention to heal our separation with the planet and each other and extend our sense of self has the power to topple the monolith of old thinking that is causing so much suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so much forward to sharing with my friends in Japan again. While I&lt;br /&gt;haven’t written any ‘new’ songs, music is always with us here, in the spontaneous song with Pacha and Yani any moment in the day or night, in the tapestry of the beauty always around us. See you next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4528307020700948687?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4528307020700948687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4528307020700948687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4528307020700948687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4528307020700948687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/928_28.html' title='9/28'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3787161651481424973</id><published>2010-09-24T05:07:00.019+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T05:34:58.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Speaks Tour 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s1600/101009-17.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520187712456519794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s400/101009-17.jpeg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 345px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--More info about each event, please email&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="mailto:info@sloth.gr.jp"&gt;info@sloth.gr.jp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.9th,Sat 12：00-13：30　talk event at Ocyanomizu Gaia (tokyo) &lt;/p&gt;18：00-20：00　live event at organic café , Matyaputyare (kyoto) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.11th,Mon 11:00-15:00　deep ecology workshop at Yoshimizu,Ayabe  (kyoto)&lt;/p&gt;19：00-21：30　Council of All Beings at Shiratori Garden (nagoya) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.12th,Tue 19：00-20：30　fair trade talk and live (hamamatsu) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.13th,Wed 20：30- deep ecology talk at Patagonia kamakura (kanagawa) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.14th,Thu 19：30- deep ecology talk at Patagonia Shibuya (tokyo) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.15th,Fri 10：50-12:20　give a lecture at Meijigakuin univ. (yokohama) &lt;/p&gt;18：30-  music event at Cafe dela Terra &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.16th,Sat 13：00-17：00 Council of All Beings at Cafe Slow (tokyo) &lt;/p&gt;18：00-20：30 Party of All Beings at Cafe Slow (tokyo) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct.17th,Sun  Peace and Soil Festival 2010 at Hibiya Park (tokyo) &lt;/p&gt;11：00-11：20 music performance at main stage &lt;br /&gt;13：30-14：10 Slow Mother Talk at peace stage&lt;br /&gt;14：30-15：30 Free discussion with Anja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3787161651481424973?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3787161651481424973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3787161651481424973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3787161651481424973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3787161651481424973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-speaks-tour-2010.html' title='Life Speaks Tour 2010'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TJulei5ycHI/AAAAAAAAALM/69bGWZtgU0E/s72-c/101009-17.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4757556298089571672</id><published>2010-09-15T14:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:17:50.729+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9/5翻訳</title><content type='html'>この時期は、家の外で思う存分‘生活を楽しめる’1年の中でとても素晴らしい時期です。たき火の上でお料理をし（火の上で焼く、パンの一種である伝統的なダンパーの面白い&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USYf7tUCkbo"&gt;ビデオ&lt;/a&gt;はこちらで見られます：http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USYf7tUCkbo ）オリーを散歩に連れ出して新鮮なスプリンググラスを食べさせ、今、ここに流れているスローで上質な時を過ごします。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして至福の「今、ここ」から、四方を壁に囲まれた家に戻ると、私は “物事をこなす”ことのプレッシャーに心がかき乱されていくのです。電話をそばに置いて、コンピューターの前に座るとすぐに、私はビジョンや考えを言葉に置き換える作業の渦に飲み込まれます。私が長い年月の間大事にしてきた思想を、簡単にまとまっていて、理解しやすい言葉で伝えようともがいていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は今、ちょうど2週間後に開催する‘&lt;a href="http://www.livingthegoodlifefest.com"&gt;いい人生を送ろうフェスティバル’&lt;/a&gt;の準備にどっぷり関わっています。ときおり、10年以上も前にエクアドルで開催したオルタナティブ・エキスポを準備していた時の方が、今よりずっと楽だったのではと考えることがあります。それは言葉の壁があるにも関わらず、より多くの人が今までの体制にとらわれない全く新しい発展の理想像がわかっていた・・・まあ少なくとも、私が親密に関わった人はそうであったように思うからです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ひとつ例をあげてみましょう。私たちはフェスティバルで、ベジタリアンのお菓子をバナナの葉をお皿にして（ゴミを出さないために）販売しようとしていました。ところが、それに「待った」がかけられたのです。－それは‘食品衛生上のリスク’が理由でした。食品衛生上のリスクですって？　同じ会場内で、工場産の豚肉ソーセージを紙ナプキンに乗せて販売することは大丈夫なのに？納得がいきません。－私たちの周りには、ぜんそくやアレルギーなどの慢性病を患い、ぶくぶく太って健康的でない子どもたちがいっぱいです。－子育てをするのにそんなに過保護になる必要があるのでしょうか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;協議の結果、私たちはバナナの葉を使う前に必ず‘消毒’して（バナナの葉は天然の抗菌作用があるにも関わらず）、フェスティバルの運営に関わる人全員に満足してもらうことにしました。&lt;br /&gt;今回の一件で、大量生産と現代の‘便利さ’に従順になってしまった文化から、古くて新しい常識的な考えを取り戻そうとするのは、とてつもなく骨が折れる作業なのだということを思い知らされたのでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：小山邦子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4757556298089571672?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4757556298089571672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4757556298089571672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4757556298089571672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4757556298089571672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/95_15.html' title='9/5翻訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8834890155765390306</id><published>2010-09-05T16:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:47:48.800+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9/5</title><content type='html'>It is such a glorious time of the year that we are ‘living’ outside as much as we can. Cooking on the bonfire (see: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USYf7tUCkbo for a funny video of our fire made traditional ‘damper’), taking Ollie out for walks to munch fresh Spring grass, spending slow quality time in the present – then, going back inside the four walls of my house, I enter the pressured frenzy of ‘getting things done’. As soon as I sit in front of the computer, with the phone at my side,&lt;br /&gt;I get sucked into a vortex of turning visions and thoughts into words, trying to communicate ideas that I have been living for so many years, into easily digestable, understandable information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now fully involved in organising the ‘Living the Good Life’ Festival ( livingthegoodlifefest.com) that will be on in just two weeks. Sometimes I think it was easier to organise the Expo Cotacachi in Ecuador over ten years ago – despite the language barrier, more people seemed to understand the vision of alternative development…well at least the people I was working closely with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you just one example. There is some ‘concern’ about our plan to serve the healthy, vegetarian snacks we are making on banana leaves (to avoid rubbish) – because of the ‘health risk’. Health Risk??!! But its fine to serve up mushed up, factory farmed pigs in the form of sausages on paper serviettes! Why? - when things seem so obvious to me, when we look around and see fatter and more unhealthy children with chronic diseases like asthma and allergies all around us - do I have to feel so defensive for caring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, of course we will make sure we ‘sterilize’ the banana leaves before we use them (despite the fact that banana leaves have natural anti-bacterial properties) and keep everyone happy…but it gives you an idea about how challenging things can be sometimes in trying to bring in new, commonsense ideas back into a culture that has become so obedient to mass production and modern ‘convenience’.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8834890155765390306?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8834890155765390306/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>8/9：和訳</title><content type='html'>ディープでスローなジレンマ～車編&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日、私たちのオンボロ車のドアがはずれてしまいました！その時間に出かける予定がなかったことは不幸中の幸いでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;確かにここ１ヶ月ほど、スライド式のドアは開けにくくなっていて、子どもたちはドアを使わずに窓をよじ登って車内に出入りしていました。そんなある日、駐車場で女の子から「なぜ窓から出なくてはならないの？」と尋ねられました。「ドアが少し固いからだよ」とパチャは答えました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャが私にこの出来事を話してくれたとき、私は次からはこう返事したらとアドバイスしました。「あなたの生活はユニークだと思う？みんながみんな、ドアが普通に開く車を持っているわけではないのよ。F1カーのように、窓から出入りする車を持っている人は特別なのよ。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;・・とは言ったものの、私たちの車はＦ１仕様であるはずもなく、時速80km以上出そうとすると四苦八苦です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;実際、私たちの車に乗った子どもは、必ずといっていいほど気に入ってくれます。1983年製のトヨタ・タラゴを私たちはエミルーと呼び、彼女が坂を登るときにはみんなで応援します。「がんばって、エミルー！私たちはあなたが大好きよ！がんばって、エミルー！愛してるわ！！」と。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私の甥っ子で２歳になる息子グリフィンも喜んで「おんぼろワゴン」に乗り込みます。それほどこの車は快適なのです。サンルーフから空を見上げ、エンジンの音に消されないように大きな声て歌う。サーフボードをすべて後ろに積んでも、砂まみれの足を心配する必要なんてありません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;エミルーはこの６年、大変頼りがいのある車でした。ほとんど故障することなく、私たちを何千キロと連れていてくれたのですから。建材、植物、土、海藻、肥料、マルチ・・・、ウーンバで私たち家族がスローライフを営むために必要なものを、彼女と数え切れないほどドライブして運びました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数年前に走行距離計が止まってしまったとき、これは「もう年をとりたくない」という彼女のサインなのかなと受け取りました。それ以来、彼女の遠出はなくなり、石油や水（私はこれらを満タンにしたことは一度もありませんでしたが）をあまりとらなくなりました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近、彼女は身体（車体）に何かトラブルを抱えていたのかしら？でも、これもエミルーの性格なのでしょう。決してあきらめずに、いつだって次の冒険を楽しみにしているという。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;しかし、車を所有するということは、持続可能なライフスタイルを送ろうとしている私たちにとって最大の矛盾です。地球の血液ともいえる化石燃料を満タンにするのはとても心苦しいことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;石油が流出して、ぐしゃぐしゃに汚れた鳥の映像を見ると、近年人類が選択し、それに加担してきた短絡的で身勝手な技術を使った馬鹿げた開発に対して怒りを覚えます。同時に、私もこの愚行の一部であるという深い罪の意識に捕われます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ですから、私はできる限り運転を制限しています。週２回、学校もしくは地元の街へ、月１回、２時間かけてゴールドコーストへ。しかしそれも正解ではないのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世間では古い公害車を運転するのは「無責任」で、少しでも低公害の「新しい」車に代えるべきだといわれています。でも、新しい車を買うことは、さらなる温室効果ガスを生み出すことになりませんか？なぜなら車を作る過程で多くのエネルギーを消費するからです。だから私は長いこと「新しい」車を買うことを避けていました。環境に影響が少ないように・・・。みなさんはどう思いますか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、私は今、行き詰まっています。別の車が「必要な」状態になってしまったからです。私が今暮らしているのは、公共の交通手段がとても限られた田舎です。ゴールドコーストに暮らす自分の家族とのコネクションは維持したい。でも古くなったエミルーは間違いなくリタイア寸前です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は中古車をウェブページで探しつつ、「ありえない車」（永遠にありえないのかも）、つまり地球を壊さない車を求めてしまいます。結論は、中古の小さいディーゼルカーになりました。電気自動車はオーストラリアではまだ普及していないのです。少なくともエコビレッジで有名なバイロンベイでバイオディーゼルを補給することができるし、いつか、自分でバイオディーゼルを自給することへの投資と思ったからです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ちょっとしたスローダウンを積み重ねることで、いつの日か、私の「足を知る」ラインがシフトし、馬や自転車や自分の足で自分のすべての欲求を満たすことができる日がやって来るでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：間宮加奈子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2212844764374675995?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2212844764374675995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2212844764374675995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2212844764374675995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2212844764374675995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/89_20.html' title='8/9：和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2278851661328233825</id><published>2010-08-18T16:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T16:14:03.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>8/9</title><content type='html'>My Deep, Slow, car dilemma…&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the door of our old van fell off. Luckily we were not moving at the time. It had been getting harder to open the sliding door over some time. Actually the kids have been climbing in and out the windows rather than using the door for at least a month.  (Once a girl in a park asked Pacha why she got out of the window and Pacha answered that the door was a bit stuck. When Pacha told me this story I said next time to say that your life is unique – just about everyone has a car with doors that open – not many people have one like a rally car where you have to go in through the windows…ha…rally car! – our car struggles to make it over 80kms per hour…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about every child who has ridden in our van absolutely loves it. We call our 1983 Tarago: Emilou and we give her encouragement as she struggles up the hills (‘go Emilou – we love you – Go Emilou – we love you’).  My sister’s two year old son Griffin pleads with me to ride in – ‘da bongo wagon’ because it is always so much fun – looking up through the skylight roof, singing as loud as we can to mask the noise of the engine, loading all the surfboards in the back, not worrying too much about sandy feet when we get back in…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our ‘Emilou’ has been completely reliable over the past 6 years, taking us thousands of kilometres with almost no mechanical problems. I can’t count the many times she has been loaded to the gills with salvage building materials, or plants or soil or seaweed or manure or mulch – all the things we have used to create our slow life in Woombah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago the odometer stopped going around – so I figure she has decided she is not getting any older, and since she is not moving anywhere she is not using any oil or water (I have never had to fill these). Lately she has had some trouble going backwards – but I figure that she is just taking on my own personality traits: never give up, always look forward to the next adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, owning a car is one of the biggest contradictions in trying to create our sustainable lifestyle. It pains me to fill her up with fossil fuel - the blood of the Earth. I see the images of oil spills and bedraggled birds and rage at the stupidity of humans in developing this shortsighted, selfish technology that modern humans have been given little choice but participate in. I feel so guilty that I am part of this insanity.  I limit our driving as much as possible – around twice a week to the school or local town, once a month for a 2 hour trip to the Gold Coast – but it is still not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While people say it is ‘irresponsible’ to drive a polluting old car and instead should be a slightly less polluting 'new' car – I know that buying a new car means there are additional greenhouse emissions created just in the embodied energy to manufacture the car – so the longer I can avoid buying a 'new' car the less impact I have…or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am stuck. I ‘need’ another car. I live in the country where public transport is very limited and I want to keep my physical connections with my family and old Emilou is definitely ready for retirement.  I look at the secondhand car web pages – but I am constantly searching for something that doesn’t seem to exist yet (and may never exist) – a car that doesn’t destroy the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is to look for a secondhand small diesel car (used electric cars are not yet an option in Australia) – where I can at least fill up with bio-diesel in Byron Bay and at some point investigate making my own bio-diesel for fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps one day I will be able to slow down enough to feel satisfied with just horseback or bicycle or my own two feet to feed this appetite to shift my horizons…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2278851661328233825?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2278851661328233825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2278851661328233825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2278851661328233825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2278851661328233825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/89.html' title='8/9'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3185132177005746996</id><published>2010-08-12T16:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:34:12.212+10:00</updated><title type='text'>8/8和訳</title><content type='html'>1カ月に一度、私とパチャとヤニは、母と妹家族を訪ねに大都市のゴールドコーストに出かけます。この「お出かけ」を利用して訪れるリサイクルショップには、ウーンバでの生活をより快適にしてくれる服や靴、建材がすべてそろっています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今週末は大きなリサイクル市が開かれました。パチャはそこで通行人の前で躍る大道芸をすることで、もうすぐやってくる音楽キャンプの費用を稼ぐことを思いつきました。私はさほど気乗りしませんでした。なぜって、パチャがソーセージ屋さんの前でラップやディスコミュージックを流すCDプレイヤーのバッテリー代に、30ドルも支払わなければならなかったからです。しかしその後、私が見ていると、人びとは立ち止まって笑顔になり、子どもたちはパチャのダンスに加わり…、たちまち彼女の小さなカンパ箱は募金でいっぱいになったのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャが心をこめて3時間もの間踊りつづけ、笑ったり、体を揺り動かしたり、くるくる回ったり…、ついにはアスファルトで足の皮がめくれるほどでした。こうして、彼女はバッテリー代を払い、さらに音楽キャンプのために50ドルも稼いだのです。今や彼女は、機会があればいつでも人前で踊る決心を固めています。それほど今日のパチャは、本当にたくさんの人に喜びをもたらしました。シンガーソングライターとして活動する私でさえ、到底及ばないことでした。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;私と妹はよく、いかに自分たちがものごとの本質を見ていないか、そして、世界システムが変われば自分たちは生き延びることができると、私たちに多くの期待を寄せてくれる人々がいることに思いを馳せます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹は、夫と3人の子供たち（末っ子のグリフィンはまだ2歳！）と6週間のカンボジアの旅から戻ってきたところです。人々はこのような旅行ができる彼女を「金持ち」だと思っていますが、彼女の家庭はごく一般的な所得で、めったに「新しい」ものを買わず、彼らの周りにいる人たちが買いたがるような「最新の」キッチンやお風呂には目もくれずに暮らしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼らが購買欲より旅を優先させるのは、旅こそがホンモノのいのちの営みをまるごと体験できる「教室」だと信じているからです。カンボジアで、貧困の極みにありながら、笑顔で幸せそうな子供たちや家族に出会ったことは、妹家族にとって強烈な体験だったようです。きっと、オーストラリアに戻った彼らは、この物質社会に対して新しい気付きを得ることでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちは生きながら、学ぶ存在です。ならば、私たちを取り巻く「勝って、勝って、勝ちまくれ！」という競争原理をこちら側に引き込もうではありませんか。希望にあふれた愛と命と平和のメロディで踊りながら。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：田中みのり】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-3185132177005746996?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3185132177005746996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=3185132177005746996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3185132177005746996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/3185132177005746996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/88.html' title='8/8和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8400157994497824973</id><published>2010-08-11T15:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:17:23.328+10:00</updated><title type='text'>8/8</title><content type='html'>About once a month Pacha, Yani and I travel to the big smoke of the Gold Coast to visit my Mum and sister’s family.  This also gives us the chance to visit the ‘dump’ shops and recycle markets to find all the things we need (clothes, shoes, building materials) to make our lives more comfortable in Woombah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the big Burleigh recycle markets and Pacha decided that she might be able to earn some money to pay for an upcoming music camp by dancing in public (busking). I wasn’t really very supportive. I complained when I had to spend $30 to buy batteries for the portable CD player to play her modern rap and disco music in front of the sausage sizzle stand. But then, as I watched, people stopped and smiled, children joined in her dancing and her little basket filled up with spare change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there she was, dancing her heart out for 3 hours, smiling and swaying and spinning – wearing out her bare feet on the tarmac. She paid for the batteries and earned an extra $50 toward the music camp and is now determined to dance in public at every chance she gets. Today Pacha brought joy to so many people – and none more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I often talk about just how ‘out of the box’ we are and how we must remember that when we have such high expectations of people and the world to be able to change so that life can continue. My sister has just travelled with her husband and 3 children (Griffin is only 2 years old) through Cambodia for 6 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think she is very ‘rich’ to be able  to travel like this – but her family lives on a basic single income, rarely buy anything ‘new’ and don’t worry too much about having a ‘modern’ kitchen and bathroom like most people around them. They make travel their priority because they believe it is the best classroom - complete with real life experiences. It seems their strongest experience was in meeting so many smiling, happy children and families despite living in abject poverty.  This gives them new appreciation of everything we have here in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we live, so we learn, so we engage in the opportunities that provide a ‘win, win, win’ around us – dancing to that hopeful tune of Love, Life and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8400157994497824973?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8400157994497824973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=8400157994497824973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8400157994497824973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/8400157994497824973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-once-month-pacha-yani-and-i.html' title='8/8'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5385087682662107107</id><published>2010-07-27T17:34:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:56:45.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7/26：和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;あなたは馬を愛するのと同じように車を愛することはできないでしょう。 馬は、私たちから人間らしい感情を引き出してくれます。それは機械には決してできないことです。このように機械は、私たち人間の中にあるものを引き出しもしますが、また疎かにもするのです。そして、私たちに本来備わっている感情を「用なし」にすることで、私たちの暮らしを非人間的で機械的なものにしていくのです。&lt;br /&gt;アルバート・アインシュタイン&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今朝は、いつものように、パチャとヤニを馬（オリー）の背中に乗せて、スクールバスのバス停へ連れて行きました。先週末、パチャとヤニとオリーと私は、森へ4時間散歩に出かけてきました。お弁当を持って、途中、オリーがみずみずしい芝生をむしゃむしゃ食べるために立ち止まったり、自転車とオリーの背中交互に乗ったり、遊んだり、歌ったり、呼吸したり、ふれあったり、つながりあったり・・・。毎日私は自分をつねって、これが夢でないことを確かめるほどです。なんて私たちは恵まれているのでしょう！楽園のような大自然の中で、簡素な家に暮らし、地域と関わる中で自分の意見を述べ、よりよい社会への働きかけをする自由があるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自由は、時には「気ままさ」ともいえます。「馬を飼うなんて、アンニャはすごい金持ちに違いない」と思う人たちのことが、私には不思議でたまりません。そうね、確かに私たちの生活は「豊か」です。でもそれは金銭的なものではありません（もちろん、誰の収入と比べるかによりますが）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いずれにせよ、私たちの馬、オリーは、家族の一員として、自分の担当をしっかり「稼いで」いることは確かです。たとえば、オリーは草をはびこらせません。もしオリーがいなければ、草刈機を買う（3000ドルにプラスして維持費とガソリン代も継続的に必要）か、誰かを雇って毎月草を刈ってもらわなければならないでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;それから、オリーは肥料もつくってくれます。もし庭の手入れに馬糞を買ったら１袋3ドルはかかるでしょう。オリーなら１日で2袋は満杯にします（オリーはたくさん糞をするのです）。さらに、オリーはセラピストでもあります。辛抱強くて優しく、いつもここにいてくれます。それに暖かく穏やかで力があり、どうやって他人を敬い、一緒に過ごしたらよいかを教えてくれます。オリーは人間以外の視点で世界を見ることを教えてくれるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オーストラリアでは連邦の総選挙がもうすぐです。私にとっては全てが茶番にしか見えません。中心となっている2つの政党は、どちらも大して変わらず、欲望で頭がいっぱいの企業に支配されているのですから。&lt;br /&gt;選挙の最大の争点の一つは、いわゆる「ボート難民」問題です。彼らは、戦闘状態の国から、今にも沈みそうなボートで自らの命を危険にさらしながら、オーストラリアに避難場所を求めて逃げてきます。不法移民のほとんどは飛行機でオーストラリアに入国しているのに、二大政党のどちらもが、ボートピープルをオーストラリアに寄せつけないための政策で大騒ぎしているのです。なんて冷酷で非情なのでしょう。特に我が国は、アフガニスタンの様な戦争で引き裂かれた国に軍隊を送りこんで、その国の混乱を助長しているというのに・・・。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下の文章は、選挙について私が新聞に投書したものです。ある人が「キリスト教を熱心に信仰する人が私たちの指導者として投票されるべきだ」と語ったことへの返信として書きました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拝啓&lt;br /&gt;私はウェンディ・ボニフェイス氏にただひとつ、この質問を尋ねてみたいのです。&lt;br /&gt;「イエス・キリストは誰に投票するのでしょうか？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私が知っているキリストなら、欲や被害妄想、個人的な権力ではなく、思いやりや寛容さに基づいて行動する候補者を支持するでしょう。すなわち、嘲笑されたり責められたりすることを恐れず、真実を口にする勇気を持つ人であり、不言実行である候補者です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;キリストなら、旧約聖書に出てくるゴリアテのような巨大企業に立ち向かう青年ダビデのような候補者を支持するでしょう。人々よりも利益を優先させ、貧しい人を食いものにして利益を得るような企業ではなく。キリストならきっと、政策に丹念に目を通し、福祉や住宅、教育を犠牲にして、際限なく防衛予算を増額することのない政党を支持するでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一方で、平和を愛する人、キリストなら、外国で誤って始められた戦争に対し、我々の国の若者を送り続けるような政党は支持しないでしょう。戦争での主な負傷者はいつも決まって女性と子どもなのですから。私は信じています。イエス・キリストは、企業や土建業者による政治献金を受けとらない候補者をもつ政党の元に集まることを。そしてとりわけ、私の知っているイエス・キリストは、地球のことを最優先に考える政党を支持するでしょう。汚染という冒涜を受け、もはや生きものが住めなくなった惑星において、「信仰」はどれほどの意味があるのでしょう？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は、ボニフェイス婦人に私の通う「教会」にぜひ来ていただきたいと思っています。その「教会」には礼拝堂も壁もありません。白人たちがキリスト教とともにこの地にやってくるずっと前からあったもの。あなたを取り囲んでいて、あなたの呼吸やあなたの存在すべてとつながり合っているもの。私がいう「教会」とはつまり、空気・水・土・火、そして多様性。人間と人間以外の社会を、優しく敬いをもって支え合う、この地球システムのことです。私が従うべき「教義」は、誰かが書いた教典ではなく、私の心の中にあります。そして、私は信条によってではなく、愛によって行動するのです。　敬具&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：小山邦子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5385087682662107107?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5385087682662107107/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>7/26</title><content type='html'>“You cannot love a car the way you love a horse. The horse brings out human feelings the way machines cannot do. Things like machines may develop or neglect certain things in people ... Machines make our life impersonal and stultify certain elements in us and create an impersonal environment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, like most mornings, I brought Pacha and Yani to the school bus stop on horse back. On the weekend Pacha, Yani, Ollie and I went for a 4 hour walk through the forest. Bringing a picnic, stopping for munches on juicy grass, sharing Ollie’s back between riding our bikes, playing, breathing, singing, interacting, connecting… everyday I pinch myself to remind myself I’m not dreaming - how lucky we are! Living in paradise in nature, in our simple house, with the freedom to engage with community, express opinions and work to make things better for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does feel indulgent sometimes, and I wonder about people thinking we must be so very rich to be able to afford a horse. Well we are rich, but not so much in money (though this depends on who you compare our income with). In any case, I have figured out that Ollie, our horse, earns his place in our family, this is why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie keeps the grass down. If he wasn’t here I would have to either buy a ride on mower ($3000 plus ongoing maintenance and petrol), or pay someone else to mow the grass every month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie produces manure. If you buy horse poop for the garden it costs about $3 per bag, and he produces about 2 big bags a day (yes, he poops a lot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie is our ‘therapist’. He is patient and gentle and always present. He is warm and soft and powerful and teaches about how to respect and behave with one another.  He teaches us to see the world through non-human eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Australian federal election is coming up and to me, the whole thing is a farce. The two main parties are just about the same as each other – and controlled by corporations who are controlled by greed. One of the biggest campaign ‘issues’ now is the so-called ‘boat people’ problem - people risking their lives on leaky boats, fleeing countries of war in order to seek shelter in Australia.  The vast majority of illegal immigrants come into Australia by plane – but both big political parties are making a big deal about doing whatever they can to keep the ‘boat people’ out of Australia…how heartless, how cruel – especially when we contribute to the chaos in war torn countries like Afghanistan by sending our military there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a recent letter I wrote to the newspaper regarding the election, in response to a person who basically said that only practicing Christians should be voted in as our leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one question for Wendy Boniface: ‘Who would Jesus vote for?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jesus I know would support candidates who are guided by compassion and tolerance, not greed, paranoia and the desire for personal power; those with the courage to tell the truth regardless of being ridiculed or harassed as a result; those whose actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he’d be backing the Davids against the corporate Goliaths who put profits before people, who ‘prosper’ at the expense of the poor. He’d be taking a good look at policies and supporting parties that do not continuously increase the ‘defence’ budget at the expense of health, housing and education.  As a man of peace, Jesus wouldn’t be backing parties who keep sending our young people to misguided wars in foreign lands where the main casualties are invariably women and children. I believe Jesus would be rallying behind the only party whose candidates do not accept political donations by corporations or developers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above all, the Jesus I know would support the party that puts the highest priority on caring for the Earth, because there’s not much point in having ‘faith’ on a desecrated, polluted, unliveable planet is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also welcome Mrs Boniface to the Church I go to. It has no walls. It’s the one that was here even before white Christians came to this land with their ‘faith’. It is all around you, connecting you with every breath and with every kind, gentle and respectful interaction with our human and non-human community. The truth I follow is written in the heart, motivated by love – not in a book written by men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-888819986971178789?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/888819986971178789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=888819986971178789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/888819986971178789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/888819986971178789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/726.html' title='7/26'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-370441630396459169</id><published>2010-07-21T04:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T04:32:13.165+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7/20翻訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TFcN9YtHg5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/isroB-rcZt8/s1600/permaculture+farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TFcN9YtHg5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/isroB-rcZt8/s400/permaculture+farm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500880818111218578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私にとっての次の大きなプロジェクトがもうすぐです！&lt;br /&gt;アイルーカにある、子どもたちが通う学校で、９月18日に「いい人生を送ろうフェスティバル」を主催するのです。フェスティバルの名前には、穏やかに生きること、地球を壊さないライフスタイルを意識し、選び取っていくことを“再ブランド化”したい、という願いを込めました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;プロジェクトの一環で、私たちは「持続可能な暮らし」がバーチャル体験できるウェブサイトづくりにも取り組んでいます。そうすることで、化石燃料（ガソリン）を燃やし、ロールモデルたちに会いに行かずとも、地球にインパクトを与えないように暮らしている地域住民のいろんなやり方について学ぶことができるからです。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;そのために、持続可能なライフスタイルを送っている素敵な人たちを取材して、この新しいウェブサイトで紹介しようとしています。イベントを企画する中で、同じようなマインドを持った人たちとのつながりが増えています。私が暮らすこの地域が、将来、持続可能なコミュニティになる可能性を秘めていることを知り、とても勇気づけられました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そしてこのつながりは、“スロー・スモール・シンプル”というビジネスを展開したい私の目的にもつながります。健康で、幸せで、持続可能なライフスタイルへの情報やアイデア、アドバイスを提供するビジネスです。たぶん、私は優秀な事業家とはいえないでしょう。なぜって、お金のために何でもします！とは言えない性分だから…。でも、現実には、パチャとヤニを養うために、私の人生の一部としてやらなければならないのです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、その素敵なライフスタイルを送っている人を探す中で、最近、私はキャロラインと知り合いました。彼女は350エーカーのパーマカルチャ-農場に、2人の子ども、ご両親、おばあさん、さらに馬やニワトリ、牛、豚、アヒル、犬などと一緒に住んでいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自分たちで建てた3棟の小さな、シンプルな家（彼らが育てた材木を使っている！）は、エネルギーは太陽光発電でまかなわれていて（送電系統から完全に切り離されています）、料理には木やガスストーブを使います。すべての水は、彼らの屋根から集めたものです。庭には彼らが必要な野菜がすべてそろっています。世代を超えて彼女が作り上げたものに、私は大きな感動を覚えました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家族全員が強く支えあい、愛情に満ちた結びつきを持っていることは、何と素晴らしいのでしょう！それは、私が先住民の人々と一緒に暮らした時、またインタグの貧しいコミュニティで暮らしたときに、よく目にした光景でした。オーストラリアでは珍しいことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャとヤニは3時間近く、遊んだり、探検したりして過ごしました。そして「絶対ここに住みたい！」と決め込んでしまいました。それでも私はそうは思いません。というのも、近隣の集会所に行くのに、車で最低30分はかかるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私たちが今住んでいるところは、同じ通りだけで、20人以上の子どもがいます。パチャとヤニはすぐに一緒に遊ぶ友達を見つけられるし、私も学校やコミュニティでの活動に便利です。私がこの地域を選んだのは、いつか（自転車歩道ができたら）ビーチや町に自転車で行くことができることを知っているからです。そう、今、私がするべきことは、残りの家族がここで一緒に暮らすよう、決心させること！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヤニは7歳になりました。友人たちや家族とともに、たくさんの時間を過ごしました。ヤニはみんなに愛されていること、大切にされていることを深く感じたことでしょう。私たちにとって、それ以上に必要なものはあるでしょうか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;みなさんに愛を！&lt;br /&gt;アンニャ・ライト&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：間宮加奈子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-370441630396459169?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/370441630396459169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=370441630396459169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/370441630396459169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/370441630396459169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/720_20.html' title='7/20翻訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TFcN9YtHg5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/isroB-rcZt8/s72-c/permaculture+farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2461571989614447051</id><published>2010-07-20T12:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T04:30:10.079+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7/20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TE5KCaEKMHI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZuF01Oq9_s0/s1600/pacha+dancing+in+the+kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TE5KCaEKMHI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZuF01Oq9_s0/s400/pacha+dancing+in+the+kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498413600282914930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next big project is building up fast! On September 18th, I will be organising the ‘Living the Good Life Festival’ at our school in Iluka. The name is an attempt to ‘re-brand’ the choice to live a gentle life - a conscious life -  a lifestyle that doesn’t destroy the Earth. We’ll have stalls, entertainment, food and lectures encouraging a sustainable lifestyle shift, while also supporting our School Fete.  Through the festival website (www.livingthegoodlifefest.com) we plan to create a ‘virtual sustainable lifestyle’s tour’ so that people can get an insight about the many different ways people in this area are trying to lighten their impact on the planet without burning fossil fuel to drive around to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now collecting inspiring sustainable lifestyle examples that I will showcase on the new web site. As I get involved in organising the event, the web of like-minded people expands and I feel great encouragement about the potential of this area to become a sustainable community in the future.  And this connects with my aim to run a business; ‘slowsmallsimple’ that  provides information, inspiration and advice about how to live a healthy, happy and sustainable lifestyle. I’m not a good business person – I find it very hard to ask for money for anything…but the reality of feeding Pacha and Yani make it important to face this part of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, through this glorious search for good sustainable lifestyle examples, I have recently met Carolyn. Carolyn lives on a 350 acre permaculture property with her two children, her mother and father and her grandmother along with horses, chickens, cows, pigs, chickens, ducks and dogs. The three small, simple home-built houses (from their own harvested timber) are run from solar energy (completely off the grid) with wood and gas stoves for cooking. All water is collected from their own roofs. The garden provides all the vegetables they need.  For me, the intergenerational aspect of her set-up was the most inspiring.  How wonderful to see and feel the strong and supportive, loving bonds between everyone!  It is something I&lt;br /&gt;have often seen when living with indigenous peoples, and even the poor communities in Intag, but it’s not so common in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha and Yani spent 3 hours playing and exploring, and decided that they would definitely like to live there! Though I’m not so sure. It was at least&lt;br /&gt;a ½ hour drive to reach any kind of village centre. Where we live now, there are more than 20 children living in just this street. Pacha and Yani can find friends to play with and I am in easy reach of my activities at the school and in the community. I chose this area knowing that some day (when a bike path is built) I will be able to ride to the beach and to the town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need to do is convince the rest of my family to live here!&lt;br /&gt;Yani has just had his 7th birthday. We celebrated with friends and family and lots of time just being together. I think he feels loved and appreciated.  That's all any of us really need isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anja Light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2461571989614447051?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2461571989614447051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2461571989614447051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2461571989614447051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2461571989614447051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/720.html' title='7/20'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TE5KCaEKMHI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZuF01Oq9_s0/s72-c/pacha+dancing+in+the+kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-7027216653264439540</id><published>2010-07-14T20:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:32:10.160+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7/9和訳</title><content type='html'>「歌は、私を楽しませ、自由にしてくれるわ」とは、娘・パチャの発言です。 学校の聖歌隊の子どもたち（およそ80人）に、隣の人どうしで「歌うことで何を感じるか、なぜ聖歌隊に参加したいと思ったのか」を質問しあってもらったときのことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼女の発言は、私の歌に対する思い、そして、音楽が私にどれほどの喜びをもたらしているかを思い出させてくれました。どこにいても、どんな時も、誰とでも、歌は橋渡しをし、ハートとハートをつなぎ、私たちの心の奥深くにある感情を表現してくれます。それは一生続くものであり、ハートや精神、魂を持続させます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;けれどもこの公立学校では、友人ティナと私が、聖歌隊のお世話役を買って出なかったら、子どもたちは今年でいなくなっていたでしょう。学校の教育制度において重要視されるのは‘数量的思考能力と読み書き能力'です。教師たちは、子どもを書き取りや文法、数学などすべてテストの点数で評価します。子どもたちが日々、どれだけ幸せを感じ、誇りを持っているかはそこには反映されません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１人の大人として、私は自分の受けた教育にとても感謝しています。足し算ができたり、読み書きが上手にできることは確かにとても良いことです。けれども、自分自身のアイデンティティや、自分がどういう背景やビジョンを持っているかを理解することの方がはるかに重要です。残念ながら、私は、型にはまった学校組織から、こういったことへの学びはまったく得られませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私の学校時代の一番の思い出は、「教室」の外での活動でした。それはつまり、ミュージカルだったり、演劇コンクールだったり、討論をするチームだったり、友情を形成したり、身の周りの問題に取り組んだりすることでした。もちろん、テストでよい点数を取ることで、学生に本来求められている義務は果たしましたが、人生を楽しむことの方がはるかにいろんなことを教えてくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今の学校教育において、子どもたちが必然的にお金を使ったり、競争に勝つことなしに無条件の喜びや幸せを感じられる術を見つけられるよう励まし、その喜びを自由に分かち合えるようになることが、もっと重要視されるべきだと思います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すべての子どもたちが、テストの結果によってではなく、自分や周りの人に喜びをもたらしてくれる個々のユニークな才能によって自信に満ちている姿を想像してみてください。このことを可能にするべく、私は学校でますます多くのことを自分に課しています。フードガーデンや、聖歌隊、遊び場を作るための資金集めや、今年のサステナブル・フェスタを企画することなどがそうです。先週の聖歌隊でのパチャの発言は、そういった私の努力が報われた気がした一瞬でした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：田中みのり】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-7027216653264439540?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7027216653264439540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=7027216653264439540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7027216653264439540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7027216653264439540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/79_14.html' title='7/9和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-780397938600537822</id><published>2010-07-09T17:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:58:12.634+10:00</updated><title type='text'>7/9</title><content type='html'>“Singing makes me feel joyful, it makes me feel free” said Pacha.  I was leading the school choir and had asked all the children (around 80 people) to describe to the person standing beside them how singing made them feel and why they liked coming to choir.  Her words reminded me about how I feel about singing, and how much the joy of music has given me. Anywhere, anytime, with anyone, song builds bridges, connects hearts and expresses our deepest emotions. It is life-long, it sustains the heart, the spirit, the soul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in our public school, if my friend Tina and I hadn’t volunteered to lead the choir group, the children would have gone without this year. In the public education system the emphasis is on ‘numeracy and literacy’. Teachers value their worth by exam results in spelling, punctuation and maths tables – not so much by the sense of children’s wellbeing and self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult, I greatly appreciate my education – it is good to be able to add up and to read and write well – but understanding my identity, and the context and the purpose of these tools has been so much more important.  And this was never assisted much by the conventional school system. All my best memories of school were activities outside of the ‘classroom’ – the musicals, drama competitions, debating team, forming friendships, engaging in issues around me. I did my duty to pass my exams well, because that was what was expected of us, but enjoying life taught me much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that encouraging children to find ways to feel unconditional joy and happiness, without necessarily spending money, or winning competitions – and being able to share this joy freely – should be given more emphasis in the education system. Imagine every child feeling empowered, not only by their exam results, but by their own unique talents that can bring joy to themselves and others. I find myself doing more and more at school to try to help make this possible; the school food gardens, the choir, raising funds to build a playground and organising the sustainability fete this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha’s words at choir last week make me feel like it’s worth the effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-780397938600537822?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/780397938600537822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=780397938600537822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/780397938600537822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/780397938600537822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/79.html' title='7/9'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-8841741426586264123</id><published>2010-06-21T02:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T02:25:00.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6/21和訳</title><content type='html'>今日、私はもう少しで、パチャとヤニに学校を休ませ、家で過ごさせるところでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二人は昨日ロウソクに灯した火に‘再点火’しようとしていました。私は二人の動きに完全に集中し、炎がまたもう一度上がるのを見てうっとりとしています。色んな見地や過去の記憶、感情、つながりやゆったりとした時間の感覚．．．など本当に多くの事を学べます。おそらく教室で座って授業を聞いているのとは違う方法で、学びができてよい日になるのではないでしょうか。でも責任感の強い親である私は、気付くと子どもたちに口うるさく言っていました。‘靴を履いて、急いで、かばんの準備をしなさい！学校に持っていくものは全部忘れずに持った？’そして子ども達をバス停へ連れ出します。2人はかなりむくれていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日は1年で一番日が短い冬至の日。やらなければならない仕事のTo　Doリストがあるのにも関わらず（その仕事は身体を使う本物の作業なので、好きなのですが）、私は今ここでコンピューターの前に座っています。深く反省したり、今の様な子育てのやり方で子どもたちに正しい事をしているのだろうかと自問していると、動く事ができなかったのです。そして毎日押しつけられている大衆文化のほとんどを私は拒んでいるのかをはっきりさせようとしていました。あまりに多くの大衆文化が、学校のシステム：義務や遵守、画一化や盲目的な信仰、“先生”と言われる人への信頼、愛好心、大衆消費文化・・・などを通して強くもたらされているのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;例えば、パチャは地元の全国女性連合から学校の課題／プロジェクトをもらった時のことです。トピックはスコットランド。私はおそらく、写真や旅行者向けの情報を乗せてきちんとまとめたポスターのようなものを作成するのだと思いました。そして‘優秀な’課題には賞がもらえます。実際にスコットランドを訪れた事のある数少ない親として、私は気づくと、パチャに私自身の経験に基づいた、スコットランドについて最も重要で生きた情報だと思う事を教えていました。それはスコットランドがイギリスの違法な核の備蓄先であり、地球上のほとんどの都市を破壊してしまう程の容量があるという事実でした。パチャのポスターには‘ネッシー’と隣に核を搭載した潜水艦を描き、“スコットランドの海には、ネッシー以外の怪物も潜んでいる”というタイトルを付けていました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャのポスターへの反応は？&lt;br /&gt;私自身の経験や物の見方をパチャに押し付けるのはずるいこと？パチャはこの‘ユニーク’な知識や意見を持っている事で、のけものにされたり冷やかされたりするの？たまたま私が親だからって、9歳で自分の意見を持つのは早すぎるの？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近フェイスブックに私の子育ての仕方が、家族ぐるみの友人より問いただされました。彼女の考え方は広く一般に支持されている（けれどもなかなか声に出されない）主流の考え方ではないかと思います。私はその考え方を深く受け入れたい。なぜなら子どもたちにとって出来るだけよい母になりたいからです。&lt;br /&gt;私がパチャに、私自身の‘政治的なアジェンダ’を表現させようとしているのではないかと友だちが心配している事に対して、私の答えはこうです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“深く気遣って連絡下さりありがとう。心から心配してくれたのですね。&lt;br /&gt;これは実際に、1992年に12歳でリオ地球サミットで世界のリーダーに向けて演説をしたセヴァン・スズキの言葉です。 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZsDliXzyAY)&lt;br /&gt;彼女は9歳の時に環境学習グループを始めました。セヴァンが自分の子ども時代、あなたが考えるように、他の大人の政治的アジェンダの広告塔をさせられていたと感じているかどうか、彼女と話してみてはいかがでしょう。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“これを書き出すと長くなりますが、以下は全て真実です。子どもたちは、小さい頃からメディアや広告にさらされることで、洗脳されていきます。それらの威力は絶大で、両親のコントロールなど到底及びません。コカコーラやマクドナルド、美化された軍隊の広告、医薬品で得られる「健康」、値段が高いほど効くという思い込み、サプリや医療整形からくる美しさ、産地から完全に切り離され、過剰包装された食べ物、人間社会が成長し続けるために地球から取り尽くされる石油、多く消費するほど幸せになれるという妄想・・・。&lt;br /&gt;子どもたちだけでなく、大人もまたメディアに取り込まれ、これらのメッセージを信じこんでいるのです。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“子どもたちは、どのような文化や価値観をもった社会に暮らしていきたいか、その仕組みづくりに参加する機会を与えられるべきではないでしょうか？特に、現在の、地球を破壊し、親の言いなりになることで心を病むような社会においては。&lt;br /&gt;私は子どもたちを自分の存在以上に愛しています。そして、生命の奇跡ともいうべき地球において、私たちは、全ての生きとし生けるものと相互につながりあっていることを、私は知っています。ですから、私は、先の質問に「イエス」と答えるのです。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳；小山邦子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-8841741426586264123?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1516432849591254781</id><published>2010-06-21T01:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T02:14:21.229+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6/21, Solstice/Candlenight</title><content type='html'>I was so close to letting Pacha and Yani stay home from school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were ‘reigniting’ a fire we had lit yesterday. Completely focused in their task, fascinated watching the flames come alive once again. So many lessons learnt on so many levels, ancient memories, emotions, associations, a sense of slow time…maybe it was a good day to learn in a different way than sitting in a classroom - but I - the dutiful parent, found myself nagging: ‘Get your shoes on kids, quick get your bags ready, have you remembered everything you need for school?’ And forced them to the bus stop - the kids were pretty grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. Despite the long list of ‘jobs’ to do (and jobs I love doing – physical jobs, real tasks), I’m here at the computer - not able to move from a sense of deep reflection and questioning; am I doing the right thing for my children, bringing them up the way I am -  making it so obvious that I/we reject the majority of the mass culture foisted on us everyday? So many of these are reinforced through the school system: duty, obedience, conformity, blind faith and trust of annointed ‘teachers’, patriotism, consumerism…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you an example; Pacha has a school assignment/project given by the local Country Women’s Association. The topic is: Scotland. I believe the expectation is of a neat, orderly poster with pictures and touristy type information – and for the ‘best’ result a prize will be given.  Having been one of the few parents of children that has actually visited Scotland, I find myself guiding Pacha about what I think is a most important current information about that country, based on my own experience, the fact that Scotland is home to England’s illegal nuclear arsenal that has the capacity to destroy most cities on the planet.  So, on her poster there is a picture of the ‘Loch Ness monster’ and beside it a picture of a nuclear submarine with the caption: ‘other monsters lurking in Scottish waters’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will the response to her poster be? Is it unfair that I have imposed my own experience and viewpoint on her? Will she be ostractised or ridiculed for having this ‘unique’ knowledge and opinion? At 9 years old is she too young to have a voice – because she happens to have me as a parent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On facebook recently my parenting style has been challenged by a family friend. I suspect her views are a commonly held (but not often spoken) mainstream view, and I take them to heart, because I want to be the best mother I can to my children. I’ll include my response to her concerns about my using Pacha to express my own ‘political agenda’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for your deep and concerned response L - I know it is coming from a real place. The words in the song were actually of Severn Suzuki who, at age 12, addressed world leaders at the Rio Earth Summit in 1992 ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZsDliXzyAY). She started an environment group when she was 9 years old. I guess it would be good to talk with her about whether she has similar feelings to you about her own childhood (ie.　being a mouth-piece for other adults political agendas).”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is a long conversation and it incorporates just about everything, it's　about the subversive and seducive influences that our children are exposed　to throughout their childhood that we have little control over: coca cola,　mcdonalds, glorified military ads, health (and diets) coming from a chemist　shop- and the more expensive the 'better' they must be, beauty coming from a　bottle or a doctor's surgery, food being neatly packaged and totally　detached from its source, oil gushing out of the Earth because our human　culture considers itself more important than anything else,  consume more to　be more happy... Not only children - adults are still so trusting of these　messages engulfing us from modern media.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Should children be given the opportunity to participate in shaping the culture that is currently destroying the Earth and causing untold suffering through the guidance of their parents? Because I love my children more than my own existence, because I know we are interconnected with everything else　in this miracle of life - I believe so, yes.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1516432849591254781?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1516432849591254781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1516432849591254781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1516432849591254781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1516432849591254781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/621-solsticecandlenight.html' title='6/21, Solstice/Candlenight'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-1942506141602766153</id><published>2010-06-14T12:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:50:51.684+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6/14和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TDKZ4UPST8I/AAAAAAAAADo/U7w9Q3Cnvlo/s1600/pachgeton2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TDKZ4UPST8I/AAAAAAAAADo/U7w9Q3Cnvlo/s400/pachgeton2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490620088502603714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここ数日、だんだんと涼しくなってきています。しかしどうしてか、だるまストーブ用の薪の準備を優先するほどの寒さではありません。私たちは靴下やジャンパー、毛糸の帽子で冬の凍えるような夜を避けるように、さっさとベッドに入ります。&lt;br /&gt;太陽のエネルギーからの恵みを受ける素晴らしい家！北から射し込む太陽の光が、日中セメントとタイルを加熱してくれるおかげで、夜まで室内は暖かさを保っています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この2週間は、私にとってとてもエキサイティングで感情高ぶるものでした。 というのも、私は親友から、彼女と折半して買った土地の、彼女の分も買うことになったからです。彼女は今、都会での生活が中心で、家族をサポートする役割を担っているため、ここにエネルギーを注ぐことが難しいのです。&lt;br /&gt;これから、ちょっと住宅ローンができてしまったけど、私はこの土地を、スロー、スモール、シンプルな夢を皆さんや私の友だちとその家族で共有するために、将来にわたって、責任を持っていきたいと思います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ですから、みなさん、ぜひ私たちの家に来てください。都会の毒素を出し、持続可能なライフスタイルをつくりだしましょう！私たちは、本当の「学び」が得られるスロー・スクールを開き、そこで冥想やホースセラピー、ストローベイル（藁ブロック）をつかった工房、ピザを焼くためのオーブン、そしてもちろん、みんなを感動させるようなパーマカルチャー農園や森林農法の畑を作ることができます。このプロジェクトを実現していくために制約があるとすれば、豊かな想像力を持てるかどうかでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それとは別に、お願いがあります。ここの場所の名前を一緒に考えてもらえませんか? 私は未来の “輪”の姿を私なりに表現して「輪・未来」や「未来の輪」はどうだろうと思いつきました。「ゆっくり」とか「スローライト」（私の姓のライトと、ローソクの灯りのライトをかけたダジャレです・・笑）などもいいかな？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また、私はパチャとヤニの学校のことでとても忙しくしています。今の私には、お金はもらえないけれど、やらなけれならないことがたくさんあります。パチャとヤニのPTA会長、フードガーデンのコーディネーター、そして学校の聖歌隊のオーガナイザーなどなど。しかし、誰かがやらなくてはなりません！というわけで、先週、私はマラソン大会に出場する子どもたちのためにミニバスの運転手を買って出ました。また、私は「いい人生を送ろう」という名のお祭りを企画中です。これらが全てどのようになっていくかは私にもわかりません。そもそも、挑戦もしないで分かることなんてないのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今の私は、相変わらず低収入（だいたい月150ドル前後）で生活しています。とても質素なご飯だし、新しいものも買いません。ですが、私たちの暮らしは変化に富み、やりがいと刺激がたくさんで、仕事が喜びと一体です。新しいフルーツの木を植えたり、オリーの牧草地を広げるために穴を掘ったり、このブログを書いたり！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日はとても素晴らしい日です。パチャとヤニは、どこまでも彼らに寛容な馬のオリーと一緒に遊んでいます。写真がすべてを物語っているでしょう。みなさんが、こちらに来て、私たちと本当のスローライフをわかちあうのを心からお待ちしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：間宮加奈子】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-1942506141602766153?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1942506141602766153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=1942506141602766153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1942506141602766153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/1942506141602766153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='6/14和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TDKZ4UPST8I/AAAAAAAAADo/U7w9Q3Cnvlo/s72-c/pachgeton2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-5185914361655336214</id><published>2010-06-14T12:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:56:22.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6/14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TB7T588oCfI/AAAAAAAAADg/5PdcXI9rZeo/s1600/pachstandollie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TB7T588oCfI/AAAAAAAAADg/5PdcXI9rZeo/s400/pachstandollie2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485054388750256626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days here are cooling down – but somehow not getting cold enough to make a priority of preparing firewood for the pot belly stove. We get cosy and warm with socks, jumpers and woollen hats, and go to sleep early enough to avoid the winter night chill. It's a great house for passive solar energy, with the sun streaming in from the north to heat the cement and tiles through the day, keeping the warmth in at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks have been very exciting and emotional for me on a very practical level. I am buying the half share of this land from my best friend. Her life is fixed in the city right now, with responsibilities to support her family making it hard to put energy here. So now, with a bit more mortgage debt, I am fully responsible for looking after this land, creating slow, small, simple dreams to share with you and all my friends and family for the years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, come along and visit and together lets shake off some urban toxins and create this sustainable lifestyle!  We can build a Slow school, meditation huts, horse therapy centre, straw bale studio, pizza ovens and of course an inspiring permaculture garden and food forest.  Our imagination is our only limitation. And I have another request – can you help me decide on the name for this property? I had thought about ‘wamirai’ or ‘mirai-no-wa’ &lt;br /&gt;(my version of a circle of the future), but perhaps just ‘yukkuri’ or ‘slowlight’…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been very busy at Pacha and Yani’s school. Now I find myself with a long list of unpaid jobs, P and C president, food garden coordinator and school choir organiser – but someone has to do it! Last week I drove the minibus for the kids who made to the big long distance running competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are organising the school fete along with an event I am creating called: ‘Living the Good Life’ festival. I’m not sure how it will all go, but we’ll never know if we don’t try. We still seem to exist with very little income (around $150 per week at the moment), eating very simple foods and not buying anything new. There is so much variety, challenge and stimulation in our lives, and work combines with pleasures – like the act of planting a new fruit tree, or digging holes for posts to extend Ollie’s paddock – or writing this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a glorious day.  Pacha and Yani have already been playing with Ollie the horse, who is infinitely patient with them.  The pictures here say it all. We welcome you to come along and share this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-5185914361655336214?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5185914361655336214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=5185914361655336214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5185914361655336214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/5185914361655336214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/614.html' title='6/14'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TB7T588oCfI/AAAAAAAAADg/5PdcXI9rZeo/s72-c/pachstandollie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4528483341967082885</id><published>2010-06-10T02:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:09:48.823+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5/22和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TA-8tK2hN3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Wpb--NnHHgs/s1600/SANY0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TA-8tK2hN3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Wpb--NnHHgs/s400/SANY0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480806755726342002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一日がゆっくりと短くなり涼しくなってくればくるほど、私たちの家は居ごこちがよくなります。朝、北から陽の光が差し込むとパチャとヤニは敷物の上にすり寄ります。オリーの温かい背中にまたがって森を散歩すると気持ちがいいです。紫外線から身を守るための帽子なんか必要ありません。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここ数日間で私たちは薪を集めました。だるまストーブに火を灯す時期がやってきたのです。ストーブの上でスープを料理したり、マシュマロを焼いたりします。&lt;br /&gt;スローハウスプロジェクトは少しスローダウンしています。と言うのも、今は庭に注意が必要だからです。フクロネズミとワラビーがサツマイモ、いちご、レタス、トマト、トウガラシといったあらゆる葉物をたった二晩で食べつくしてしまいました。幸い、彼らが背の高いバナナの木までは到達することができなかったので、なんとかお腹を空かせたフルーツハンターから守ることができました。ということで、私たちの食糧源である野菜畑を守るために、囲いを作らなくてはいけません！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近、旧友が数日間訪ねてきました。私が最初にカレンと会ったのは金沢で、彼女がカフェバー'沖合'をちょうど始めたところでした。オーストラリア出身の彼女は当時まだ若く、日本語が全く話せませんでしたが、彼女のプロジェクトを「うまくいきっこないよ」と言う人たちの声にはまったく耳を傾けませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼女はオーストラリア人的な温もりとお日様のような人柄で、カフェを軌道に乗せようとがんばっていました。時々、私はそのお店で歌ったり、彼女が外出している1週間、お店を切り盛りしたこともあります。それらは全くの新しい経験でした!&lt;br /&gt;カレンはいわゆる活動家ではないけれど「自分の信念やハートをもって積極的に取り組み続ければ、どんなことでも成し遂げられる」と言う彼女の人生哲学は、私に共通するところでもあります。経験、つながり、そして人生の意義を見いだすことは「豊かさ」のための貯蓄より重要です。彼女は、ＧＮＨ的な思想を家族とも分かち合っています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;カレンは今、夫と子どもと、オーストリアのアルプスのようなところで、ハイジのような生活をしています。彼女たちが暮らす家は、彼女のお父さんが山から取ってきた木で建てた手づくりの家です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その村は小さいけれど伝統的なコミュニティで、彼らが長年暮らす中で培われてきた経験が文化として根付いています。それはまさしく自給自足的なスローライフと言えるでしょう。けれども、今、外的環境の急激な変化により、彼らの伝統的な暮らしが脅かされているようです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;変わったもの、それは私たちの価値観です。長期的な視点でケアしていくという文化から、短期的で「今」しか見ない文化への変化。つまり、子ども、そのまた子どもが生きていけるよう、彼らを支える環境そのものを維持していこうという視点が抜け落ちてしまったのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在、共同体としての土地は分割され、売却され始めています。伝統的な家は手入れされないまま放置され、人々は現代の便利さを追求していきます。そのことは私に日本各地の田舎を思い出させます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;カレンと彼女の夫は古民家の一つを救い出し、改修する計画を立てています。新しいものを建てるために取り壊すのではなく、低エネルギーで持続可能な家としてリデザインするのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、今の私にとって最大の課題は、他人の確立されたやり方を脅かさずに新しいアイデアを紹介していくことです。ＰＴＡ会長である私は、学校組織の中で、凝り固まった順応主義の意見に出くわしています。それらの意見が、より地球に優しい考え方や行動につながるよう、優しく、前向きに取り組んでいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自分の子どもたちを型にはまった公立学校に通えるよう私にできること、それは、私がこれらの組織に関わり、子どもたちを新しい考え方に導いてあげられるかということです。&lt;br /&gt;現在、友人ティナと私は校庭で野菜を育てるフードガーデンと子ども聖歌隊に取り組んでいるところです。私たちが取り組まなかったら、これらの活動は子どもに手の届かないものとなってしまうでしょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時々、「私って、でしゃばり？」と思うこともあります。&lt;br /&gt;でも、私がしなければ誰がするんでしょう？今やらなければ、いつ？&lt;br /&gt;（翻訳：田中みのり）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4528483341967082885?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4528483341967082885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4528483341967082885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4528483341967082885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4528483341967082885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/522_10.html' title='5/22和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TA-8tK2hN3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Wpb--NnHHgs/s72-c/SANY0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-7195386993341710641</id><published>2010-05-22T13:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:58:47.775+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5/22</title><content type='html'>As the days slowly become shorter and cooler, our family house gets cosier. Pacha and Yani snuggle on the rug in the morning as the sun comes in from the north. It’s comfortable sitting on Ollie’s warm bare back, riding in the forest, not needing hats to protect us from the sun. We start to collect some firewood for the few days that it gets cold enough to light up our pot-belly stove, cooking soup and toasting marshmallows over the embers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building projects have slowed down a little, and the garden needs attention. The possums and wallabies have taken a liking to all the greenery - with the sweet potatoes, strawberries, lettuce, tomatoes and capsicum eaten up over two nights. Luckily they can't reach the big bunch of bananas, that I have protected from the hungry fruit bats! I must build an enclosure to protect our vegie garden food source!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently our good friends visited us for a couple of days. I first met Karen in Kanazawa, Japan, where she had started a café/bar: 'Offshore'. She was a young Australian woman, not speaking any Japanese, who didn’t pay much attention to the people who said it was ‘impossible’ to do what she was doing.  She managed to find a way to make it work - bringing a little ray of Australian warmth and sunshine into Kanazawa.  Sometimes I would sing at her café/bar and once I even looked after the cafe while she was away for a week – a totally new experience! While Karen is not what you would normally call an activist – I think we have a lot in common in our general attitude to life; anything is possible if you put your mind/heart to it and stay positive. Experiences, relationships and finding meaning in life is more important than the accumulation of wealth – and that approach is something she shares with her family as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Karen lives in a ‘Heidi’ village in the Austrian Alps with her husband and children, in the house his Father built with his own hands from the trees carefully harvested from the mountain. It is a small, traditional community with age-old customs and habits, formed from watching and learning from the environment they live in. It seems to be a very Slow life, self-sufficient in many ways, but under threat from outside pressures. It is the ‘thinking’ that is changing – short-term ‘now’ culture rather than long term care to ensure the children and their children will be able to maintain this lifestyle and care for the environment that has sustained them.  Land that was held as a collective for the whole community, is now beginning to be cut up and sold off.  Traditional houses are left to disintegrate through neglect, while people look for modern convenience. It reminds me a great deal of  ‘inaka’ in Japan. Karen and her husband plan to ‘rescue’ one of these old houses and restore it, redesigning it to become more energy efficient and sustainable, rather than tearing it down to build something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seems to be the greatest challenge for me right now, is introducing new ideas without threatening other people’s established routines and systems. I am coming across entrenched, conformist views embedded in the school system and struggle to find ways to gently, positively and safely promote more earth friendly ways of thinking and behaving. The only way I feel I can send my children to a conventional, public school, is if I am involved and supporting the children in new ways of thinking. Now my friend Tina and I have taken on the school choir, along with the school food gardens, because if we didn’t do this, these activities wouldn’t be available for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems like too much – but if not me: who? If not now: when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-7195386993341710641?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7195386993341710641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=7195386993341710641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7195386993341710641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7195386993341710641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/522.html' title='5/22'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-2674813462265185705</id><published>2010-05-22T12:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:03:41.529+10:00</updated><title type='text'>For Biodiversity Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="448" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpZMTTNRhlk&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;hl=ja_JP&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpZMTTNRhlk&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;hl=ja_JP&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="448" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-2674813462265185705?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2674813462265185705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=2674813462265185705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2674813462265185705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/2674813462265185705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-biodiversity-day.html' title='For Biodiversity Day'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-6851802781576352559</id><published>2010-05-18T13:42:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:49:09.325+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5/10：和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S_IOMPUqn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/kbxaLB29T4g/s1600/digging+posts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S_IOMPUqn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/kbxaLB29T4g/s400/digging+posts.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472452100643004306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;パチャとヤニは昨日の朝、両手いっぱいの手作りの母の日のカードを持って私を起こしました。パチャは「母の日の1日、奴隷になります」という一言メッセージを書いていました。なんということ！ 娘は私が一番欲しいものは奴隷だと考えているのかしら? 彼女は誰かが自分の奴隷となることを夢見ているのかしら？他人をコントロールしたり、支配したりすることは、果たして人間の本質なのでしょうか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;とにかく、私にとって、母の日はいつも厄介です。 いまだに、人々がより多くのものを買うようけしかける日でもあるからです。(平和と友好の誓いとして始まったものであるらしいのですが)。まるであなたが買物に費やす金額が、相手への愛の深さを証明するかのように。復活祭、クリスマス、ハロウィーン・・・。私たちはたくさんの「買物をする日」に囲まれています。こういう日がやってくると、私はとげとげした気分になります。&lt;br /&gt;心が乱れ、機嫌が悪くなるので、子どもとマントラを唱えて心を静めます。「祝福しましょう、家族といることを。コミュニティとともにあることを。」&lt;br /&gt;本当に大切なものは何か。私たちは、もう一度、オカネやモノではかる以外のモノサシを取り戻す必要があるようです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;しかし、現実の私は、学校でＰＴＡ会長に再選され、子どもたちのために「母の日用売店」を取りまとめなければなりませんでした。「お母さんを愛そう、地球を愛そう、自分を愛そう」というキャッチコピーを思いついたのですが、さすがの私もそれを売店のバナーに書く勇気がありませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既に、リサイクルの品を扱うことについて(表立ってではないけれど)不満の声（自分の子どもに「古い」ものを買わせたくない)が何人かの親たちからありました。それでも私たちは商品が魅力的に見えるように鉢植えの植物を準備したり、価格をとっても低く(1ドル)したり、手作りのテーブルをセッティングしたりと自分たちに出来るベストを尽くしました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここ最近、私のアイデアは新しすぎて、主流社会にとっては革新的で急進的であることを思い知らされています。まるで私の経験と能力がコミュニティの調和への妨げであるかのよう。他の言語を話したり、他の国に住むことが「怪しく」思われているのでしょう。ありのままの自分でいること、自由な意志と個の思想を持ち、質問したり、考えをわかちあったり、疑問を投げかけたり、ポジティブな社会変化を促していくことが、一部の人にとっては脅威に感じるようです。私のそれらの行動が、地球への深い愛から来ていることは、彼らにとってまったく問題ではない…。まあ、他人はともかく、私は自分に忠実に、謙虚さと慈悲を求めて、導かれる道を歩んでいきましょう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、母の日の顛末ですが、パチャは終日、私の「奴隷」となり、ヤニは宣言した割には30分しか続きませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;別の休日には、馬のオリーを連れて散歩にでかけたり、隣人を訪ねたり、馬糞(子供たちはお小遣い用にそれを袋に入れて売るんです)を拾ったりと、いつもスローライフを楽しみながら、素晴らしい秋の気候の中、素敵な日々を過ごしています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：田中みのり】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-6851802781576352559?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6851802781576352559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=6851802781576352559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6851802781576352559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/6851802781576352559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/05/510.html' title='5/10：和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S_IOMPUqn5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/kbxaLB29T4g/s72-c/digging+posts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4591285229043907956</id><published>2010-05-17T13:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:43:44.167+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5/10</title><content type='html'>Pacha and Yani woke me yesterday morning with an armful of handmade Mother’s&lt;br /&gt;day cards. Pacha wrote a note saying that she would ‘be my slave’ for the&lt;br /&gt;day…My gosh – is that what she thinks I want the most?  Is that what she&lt;br /&gt;herself dreams of - having someone as her 'slave'? Is the human condition&lt;br /&gt;really that geared to controlling and dominating others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mother’s Day is always hard for me. It is yet another day that&lt;br /&gt;encourages people to buy more stuff (even though it apparently started as a&lt;br /&gt;declaration of Peace and Goodwill). As though the amount of money you spend&lt;br /&gt;correlates to the love you have for someone. It makes me feel more cynical.&lt;br /&gt;Like all the other ‘buy more stuff days’ like Easter, Christmas, Halloween –&lt;br /&gt;I feel generally confused and a little bit grumpy and try to keep convincing&lt;br /&gt;myself (and my children) with the mantra: ‘it’s all about celebration, it’s&lt;br /&gt;all about family, it’s all about community’. There is so much we need to&lt;br /&gt;reinvent in our culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, since I am the re-elected president of the school P and C, I was&lt;br /&gt;obligated to organise a Mother’s Day Stall, so kids could buy things to give&lt;br /&gt;to their Mothers. I came up with a slogan: ‘Love your Mother, Love the&lt;br /&gt;Earth, Love your Self’ – but didn’t have the courage to put it on a banner&lt;br /&gt;for the stall. There were already rumblings of disapproval (not openly&lt;br /&gt;declared) among some of the parents about using ‘recycled’ gifts (“I don’t&lt;br /&gt;want my kids to buy ‘old’ stuff”). We did the best we could do, preparing&lt;br /&gt;potted plants as well, keeping the prices very low ($1), and setting up a&lt;br /&gt;craft table to go along with the products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I feel like I am being constantly reminded that my ideas are too&lt;br /&gt;new, innovative and radical for mainstream society. It seems my experiences&lt;br /&gt;and skills are a set back to ‘fitting in’; speaking other languages or&lt;br /&gt;living in other countries regarded as somewhat suspicious. Just being who I&lt;br /&gt;am; of free will and independent mind, asking questions, sharing thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;challenging assumptions, encouraging positive change, seems to make some&lt;br /&gt;people feel threatened. It doesn’t seem to matter that my deepest motivation&lt;br /&gt;comes from love. Oh well, I can only be true to myself and continue on,&lt;br /&gt;asking for humility and compassion to guide the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Pacha was my ‘slave’ for Mother’s day and Yani lasted for about half an&lt;br /&gt;hour. We enjoyed another glorious day here with this lovely autumn weather,&lt;br /&gt;taking Ollie the horse for a walk, visiting neighbours, picking up horse&lt;br /&gt;manure (the kids sell it in bags on the roadside for pocket money) and&lt;br /&gt;generally enjoying our slow life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4591285229043907956?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4591285229043907956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4591285229043907956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4591285229043907956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4591285229043907956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/05/510_17.html' title='5/10'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-7170524633115597936</id><published>2010-04-23T12:27:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:52:51.317+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4/21：和訳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9EFtI20rAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o47PMjaM338/s1600/view+pacha%27s+room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9EFtI20rAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o47PMjaM338/s400/view+pacha%27s+room.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463154096006802434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私ほど「スロー・ブログ大賞」にふさわしい人はいないのではないかしら。 この4カ月間、時間があっという間に過ぎていって、こうやってパソコンの前に座り、みなさんと意見を共有する時間をとれなかったんです! 私たちのスローライフ・アドベンチャーの続報を心待ちにしてくれていた人、ごめんなさい。 以下が最新の情報です。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨年12月、日本での「森の声キャンペーン」中に、ケイボー（辻信一）と、スローとディープエコロジーについて、長く、深い会話を交わしました。そのときのやりとりが、来月「ゆっくりノートブックシリーズ」として出版されるそうです（『しんしんと、ディープ・エコロジー～アンニャと森の物語』）。私たちの数日間に渡るディスカッションは、私が長い間意識してこなかった感情や思い出たちを思い起こさせてくれるよい機会となりました。また、今回の対話を通じて、私が何者で、どうしてここにいるかが明らかになり、未来に向けての新たなビジョンをもたらしてくれました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オーストラリアに戻って私が新しく決めたことの1つは、家族のために馬を探すことでした。 実は、私は幼いころから馬にずっと魅了され続けてきたのです。自分でもどうしてかわからないのですが、多分それは、本能が求めたコミュニケーション、つまり、馬と触れることによって「野性の」パワーとつながりたかったのだと思います。エクアドルにいたときにも、パチャとヤニが私たちの馬（シャンティ）と同じ生きものとして交流しているのを見て、祝福の気持ちでいっぱいになりました。そのときの体験は、子どもたちが自然との信頼関係を深める（ディープ・トラスト）きっかけとなったと思います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、窓から外を眺めると、美しい野性の馬オリーが見えます。私たちの家の近くにあるガイフォークス国立公園(http://www.guyfawkesheritagehorse.com/)から連れ去られ、処分されようとしていたのを譲ってもらいました。毎日、私たちはオリーとの散歩が待ち遠しくてたまりません。森林の中や雨の中、日光、おいしい空気。彼は私たちにとても多くのことーー敬うこと、慈しむこと、理解すること、「群れる」こと(優しく、謙虚に、社会と相互に関わり合うこと)、さらに責任やケアの精神について、私たちに教えてくれます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オリーは私たちにとって特別な生きもの。凛として、やさしくて、安らかで、広い心で接してくれます。パチャとヤニはもちろん、 近所の子どもたちも愉しませてくれます。オリーをなでたり、ブラッシングしたり、彼にまたがって森へ出かけたりすることによって、子どもたちは生きものと「つながり」を持つことができるのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;また、彼は日常の小さなストレスに対する素晴らしい解毒剤、いわば私たちの生活‘療法でもあります。私の小さなストレスというのは、morinokoeキャンペーンで忙しかったり（www.morinokoe.comを見てください）、どうすればより効果的にインターネットを使用できるかを研究したり（ウェブページ等www.anjalight.orgを見てください）、定収入を得る方法を探したり（まだとってもスローだけど！）、PTA会長に再選されコミュニティをサポートしたり、家づくりを続けたり・・・と言ったことです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家を建てること。それは、私にとって、最高の「癒し」であり、見た目にも生産的な活動です。今、上の階には断熱材を敷き、パチャのすてきな部屋も完成しました。 新しい台所もできたので、みなさんが我が家を訪れたら、ゆったりくつろぐことができるでしょう。敷地内にフェンスを作ったので、週末を馬と共に過ごすこともできます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近オーストラリアのメディアが、この低価格で持続可能な住宅プロジェクトに関心を寄せ、記事としてオーストラリアの大衆雑誌に掲載されました。この記事に感動した読者たちから「自分たちもこんなエコハウスを建てたい！」という投稿があったと聞きました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;持続可能で幸せな生活をどう実現していくのか。具体的なアイデアや解決策への関心にはまだまだ個人差があるようです。理論や哲学はもちろん重要です。けれど行動しなくっちゃ！みなさんはどんな風に取り組んでいますか？&lt;br /&gt;もちろん、私たちも今のライフスタイルに辿りつくまでには長い道のりがありました。もしかしたら、このスローで、スモールで、シンプルなライフスタイルが、これから多くの人たちにより魅力的に映っていくのかもしれませんね。 自然の中で、いのちを祝福しながら、自由に暮らしていく。私たちにとって、これ以上に素晴らしいことはありません。&lt;br /&gt;【翻訳：田中みのり】&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-7170524633115597936?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7170524633115597936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=7170524633115597936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7170524633115597936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/7170524633115597936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/421.html' title='4/21：和訳'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9EFtI20rAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o47PMjaM338/s72-c/view+pacha%27s+room.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-4554327993449730779</id><published>2010-04-23T09:35:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:30:49.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4/21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9Dd4hDxv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qTGGX2SjZS0/s1600/hous+apr+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9Dd4hDxv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qTGGX2SjZS0/s400/hous+apr+2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463110311017037666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I get the prize for the slowest blog.  My life has been so fast over&lt;br /&gt;the past 4 months that sitting down to share reflections just hasn't&lt;br /&gt;happened!  My apologies if you have been waiting for some word about our&lt;br /&gt;latest slow life adventures. Here, finally, is an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit to Japan last December involved a long, deep conversation with&lt;br /&gt;Keibo ・one that is forming the basis of a new book to be published this&lt;br /&gt;May: Slow and Deep Ecology. Our discussion, over several days, revealed&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and feelings and memories I hadn't visited for a long time. It&lt;br /&gt;clarified, one again, who I was and why I am here ・and it brought new&lt;br /&gt;realisations and resolutions for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I decided was to look for a horse for our family. From my&lt;br /&gt;early childhood I have been quite obsessed with horses, I'm not sure why--&lt;br /&gt;perhaps that sense of communication by instinct, that connection to the&lt;br /&gt;power of Child's nature a horse can bring.  During our time in Ecuador, I&lt;br /&gt;watched and celebrated the link that Pacha and Yani had with our horse&lt;br /&gt;(Shanti) there ・that I think helped them deepen their trust and connection&lt;br /&gt;with nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, from my window, I look out to a beautiful brumby (wild horse), Ollie,&lt;br /&gt;rescued from slaughter by being taken out of the Guy Fawkes National Park,&lt;br /&gt;which is near where we live (http://www.guyfawkesheritagehorse.com/). &lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;we have a wonderful added reason to be outside, in the forest, in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;in the sunshine, in the fresh air. He teaches us so much: respect,&lt;br /&gt;compassion an understanding of a "Herd" instinct (gentle, humble and&lt;br /&gt;socially interactive) and a sense of responsibility and care.  He is an&lt;br /&gt;exceptional creature, solid, gentle and stable, with a big heart. Not only&lt;br /&gt;have Pacha and Yani been enjoying every moment they spend with him, many&lt;br /&gt;children in the neighbourhood have been able to 祖onnect・with him,&lt;br /&gt;stroking, brushing or riding in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also a wonderful antidote to every day little stresses. ・our living&lt;br /&gt;Therapy・ I've been busy with the morinokoe campaign (see・&lt;br /&gt;www.morinokoe.com) , studying how to use the internet more effectively (web&lt;br /&gt;pages etc, see www.anjalight.org), finding a way to get a regular income&lt;br /&gt;(still very slow!!), supporting the local school as the re-elected President&lt;br /&gt;of the Parent and Teachers Association and in continuing the building of our&lt;br /&gt;house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building the house is by far the most therapeutic and visibly productive&lt;br /&gt;activity. Now upstairs has insulation and Pacha has her own lovely room. The&lt;br /&gt;new kitchen is complete and people can have a very comfortable stay here&lt;br /&gt;when they visit. I built a fence so our horse can stay here with us on&lt;br /&gt;weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been some interest by media in Australia in this low cost,&lt;br /&gt;sustainable housing project, with an article in one of the most popular&lt;br /&gt;magazines here recently. I heard that people have written in to the magazine&lt;br /&gt;saying it was one of the most inspiring stories and they also want to build&lt;br /&gt;their own eco-house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a building wave of interest in practical ideas and&lt;br /&gt;solutions about how actually to live a sustainable, happy life.  Theories&lt;br /&gt;and philosophies are important, but how do you actually do it?  While we&lt;br /&gt;still have a long way to go here, perhaps our slow, small, simple lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;will become more attractive to everyday people. For us, it is a truly&lt;br /&gt;wonderful existence; living in nature and living in freedom; celebrating&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16627705-4554327993449730779?l=anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4554327993449730779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16627705&amp;postID=4554327993449730779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4554327993449730779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16627705/posts/default/4554327993449730779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-i-get-prize-for-slowest-blog.html' title='4/21'/><author><name>anja</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/TLwEE4fYEXI/AAAAAAAAALY/6xADx71k_RY/S220/famportrait2web.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/S9Dd4hDxv2I/AAAAAAAAACw/qTGGX2SjZS0/s72-c/hous+apr+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16627705.post-3056573706072138405</id><published>2009-12-07T13:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:35:30.229+10:00</updated><title type='text'>12/9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/SxxtQ9swAeI/AAAAAAAAACo/rZJKc-pt1gc/s1600-h/SANY0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HiCpb37c8us/SxxtQ9swAeI/AAAAAAAAACo/rZJKc-pt1gc/s400/SANY0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412320990400086498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th December, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this finds you well. Thanks for your support for our ‘slohas’ tour&lt;br /&gt;last year. I’d like to let you know I will be visiting Japan again next week&lt;br /&gt;and hope you can let your friends and networks know. You can find more&lt;br /&gt;information about my schedule at http://www.sloth.gr.jp/top/top.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this short visit, the Sloth Club, Keke the Koala (&lt;br /&gt;http://keke.sblo.jp/ )  and I will be launching ‘morinokoe’ - a movement to&lt;br /&gt;protect the worlds remaining native forests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago, I first visited  Japan. I was following the trees being&lt;br /&gt;cut down in Sarawak, Borneo. I quickly realised that most people in Japan&lt;br /&gt;did not really understand or think about where the products they were using&lt;br /&gt;every day came from. Most people were so busy just trying to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, we started the Sloth Club. We wanted to make it fun and&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable, empowering and inspiring to be involved in the environment&lt;br /&gt;movement. We encouraged people to consume less and enjoy life more.  And&lt;br /&gt;there are many positive changes, as more and more people are feeling&lt;br /&gt;empowered enough to find true happiness without destroying life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the world’s last native forests are still being cut down and we’re&lt;br /&gt;probably the last generation that can save them. In the case of Australia,&lt;br /&gt;almost all the trees are turned into woodchips sent to Japan to make paper&lt;br /&gt;products like tissues, toilet paper and office paper. So we are asking for&lt;br /&gt;your help to use less paper and to ask paper companies to please import only&lt;br /&gt;woodchips from plantations. After the 20th December, please check out&lt;br /&gt;www.morinokoe.com to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacha, Yani and I live in Australia now (&lt;br /&gt;http://anjaslowmotherdiary.blogspot.com/) in our ‘slohas’ house (&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZ2fgaz5se8), but my heart (like yours) is&lt;br /&gt;beating for the whole Earth.  It is challenging time and an exciting time.&lt;br /&gt;People are hungry for positive solutions - models of a lifestyle that is&lt;br /&gt;gentle to the Earth and is full of joy and happiness.  We are creating new&lt;br /&gt;cultures together by having the courage to face the truth of the global&lt;br /&gt;crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to staying in contact with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anja Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. 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