Crete 2004
After I got back from France, I led a trip for Power Place Tours to Crete
again (I led a tour last year). Please enjoy
these pictures and captions!
Crete was Grete, Mon!
Crete is full of ancient vibrations of a nonviolent culture based on a
partnership paradigm and worship of the Great Mother Goddess. Even the
trees seem bigger than life, and older than dirt.
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This majestic cypress tree has survived for centuries on a very
limited amount of rainfall! |
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Here an olive tree has stood through the centuries of humans coming
to and fro, doing this and that, while it sat and dealt with the
weather in its stoic way: sometimes deathly still in the silent air,
sometimes rustling with the sea breezes, and sometimes drinking and
thrashing and pumping sap in the gales that blow off a blue and cold
Mediterranean Sea onto this stony island. Clever humans have
learned to process the rock-hard fruit of this gnarly tree into the
great delicacy we know as the olive, so different from what it was on
the tree. This unlikely tree produces the world's finest cooking
oil from its hard fruits. |
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I know this jar looks like an archeological find, but it's
a piece of my leather luggage, disguised as pottery. No one
every takes that thing by mistake! I got a special deal on a gross
(144) of Imelda Marcos' old shoes, and they came with that fake-pottery
luggage. |
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