Saturday, July 24, 2010

Tamana - The Origin of Life

Tamana Tepui is where the first Human Beings appeared after the sky god unleashed devastating torrents upon the Earth, destroying all living things and starting anew.

If this story intrigues you, you'll be blown away by the others.
Never has a mountain so fascinated me in my many years of traversing the innermost heart of the Forest. Many tales of spirits both divine and devilish revolve around this repose of life.
The Cave system at the foot of the hill is home to some 3 million bats of all varieties. They are known as the Guardians of the mountain. The mighty Silk Cottons which once adorned the summit were host to the Mawari Spirits. (photo 1)

You've been to this mountain before. You visited the caves and watched the bats fly out. And then, you return. Yeah, it's fun. And then?

There's much more.

There are stories to be told and you won't hear them, you will not feel the sense of wonder unless you're there.
I know I was seized with astonishment to hear of a place like that here, in Trinidad. Wouldn't you be?
Tamana - The Origin of Life

Monday, July 19, 2010

We return to the Source

Never, never would this accursed Dam see the light of Day!
On that rain drenched morning a Priest looked on in horror as his soul was wrenched from him. He collapsed to the ground and so did the hopes of an entire community that their Church would be saved. The last stand took place between the Oracle and the agents of a new age.
With the destruction of the Sacred home of Santa Veronica, there was no joy, no hope.
The powers ushered an age of prosperity, an age that never came.
Families were torn from their ancestral lands and relocated to La Pastora, Morne La Croix, Acono and more significantly, to La Reconnaissance, now known as Lopinot.

They started a new life in a strange place. Some, whose spirits were broken, never stopped dreaming about the place where they were built and where their souls were taught to sing.
Others toiled and forged a new identity and future sundered from that hove where their stories would have been passed from mother to son.

Every year, the people of Lopinot make their pilgrimage to that hallowed earth where they once fought the powers and won.
The Dam was never built!
They kept their identity, traditions and culture.
They continue to love. We continue to love...

Now the invitation goes out to our kin in La Pastora, Acono and Morne la Croix. We gather again this year for a journey to the past. We intend to take home a memory and a celebration of triumph.

Join us. and so we meet our long lost brethren..
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

A Brother has Fallen

A brother has fallen. Angel (without shirt) has taken us to many a haunt in the heart of the Northern Range.
Angel Falls, which many of us enjoy today, was named after him.As a matter of fact, quite a number of the outdoor adventures we all enjoy today bear his indelible stamp.

Lord, Save us while we are awake,
Protect us while we sleep,
And Christ with whom we keep our watch,
Will Guard our souls in peace.

At Last all powerful Master,
You may let your servant go as You promised.
For mine eyes have seen the Salvation ,
Which you have promised to the Nations.
A light to enlighten the gentiles,
To the Glory of Israel your people.

May our Lord Bless you and keep you my brother
and when his countenance shines upon you,
May it bring you peace!


Friday, July 2, 2010

Three Waterfalls In North Trinidad

Watch this intriguing video of three incredible waterfalls - all accessible, all fun filled, all in Trinidad.

Why go to one of these?

I don't really know. I, like anybody else, might not articulate it very well. We just go to these places to escape. Reality maybe. The noise, the noisome people even.
No sirens, no loud annoying music from the car next to you nor the neighbours with no consideration for that matter.

Just you and the water.

And a little perspiration to get there.

Funny thing though. You don't miss the conveniences. Just for one little half day outside in the forest you can hear yourself think. Perhaps there is such a place after all.

And you are there. What an astounding discovery. What a place!

The water and you. The sound of purity and finally the return to your primitive soul.

Yup, I come here because I must. It is appointed to each one of us to go to a waterfall at least once in a life. That way we can bring back life to the spirit that was once sleeping...