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	<title>Adventures of a GoodMan: Photography, Storytelling and World Travel by Greg Goodman &#187; Sadhana Forest</title>
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		<title>Two Weeks of Manual Labor, Communal Living and Reforestation at Sadhana Forest</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:57:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For two weeks, Carrie and I put traveling aside to live and volunteer at Sadhana Forest. We had no idea what to expect but were told that we would be planting trees and staying in a communal living environment. When we arrived we found that no description, no email, could &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/two-weeks-of-manual-labor-communal-living-and-reforestation-at-sadhana-forest/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
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<p>For two weeks, Carrie and I put traveling aside to live and volunteer at Sadhana Forest. We had no idea what to expect but were told that we would be planting trees and staying in a communal living environment. When we arrived we found that no description, no email, could have prepared us for our experience. For two weeks we worked hard, ate mostly vegan food, participated in fascinating workshops, drove a rickety scooter all over, experienced the highs and lows of a commune and made great new friends.</p>
<p>The Sadhana Forest project was started five years ago by Aviram and Yorvit who moved their lives to a badly deforested patch of land in Auroville, near India&#8217;s East coast. After building some basic infrastructure and huts, they invited volunteers from all over the world to join them and help rebuild the area. Now the young forest is budding and filled with new trees, plants and a hope for the future. The community at Sadhana also continues to grow with a record 120 volunteers there at one time in early 2009.</p>
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		<title>A Day in the Life of a Sadhana Volunteer</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:42:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wake up as close to it as you want, but at 6:30am the first jobs are given out and the day begins. Referred to as first work, these tasks are day&#8217;s most labor-intensive work, as the air is still cool and the sun is low. Jobs range from planting trees &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/a-day-in-the-life-of-a-sadhana-volunteer/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="First work meeting. Everyone is tired and eating a bananna to wake up" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385168664/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="First work meeting. Everyone is tired and eating a bananna to wake up" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3569/3385168664_1a9a84e64a_m.jpg" alt="First work meeting. Everyone is tired and eating a bananna to wake up" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">First work meeting. Everyone is tired and eating a bananna to wake up</p></div>
<p>Wake up as close to it as you want, but at 6:30am the first jobs are given out and the day begins. Referred to as first work, these tasks are day&#8217;s most labor-intensive work, as the air is still cool and the sun is low. Jobs range from planting trees to preparing breakfast, working in a garden, cleaning the main hut, digging holes, cleaning the toilets, building roads or babysitting the founders&#8217; infant. Regardless of your task, it was done with the help of other people and everyone has something to do.</p>
<p>After two hours, everyone is quite hungry and ready to hear the gong that signals the end of first work and the start of breakfast. Prepared during first work, breakfast is always the same: fresh fruit, porridge and jaggery (a local and natural sugar). Second work assignments are also divvied out over the meal and usually involve some sort of gardening or less-intensive maintenance work. Carrie and I always tried to get something indoors or shaded, as by the time work starts up again at 9:30am the sun is already blazing.</p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385167622/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3643/3385167622_3836ba5837_m.jpg" alt="Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom" width="180" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom</p></div>
<p>Once second work ends (as close to 11:30 as possible), people in the community begin to scatter and plan their day&#8217;s activities. Lunch is always at 12:30, but other than that the days are up for grabs. Every afternoon, members of the community put on workshops on subjects ranging from creative writing to yoga, dance and the art of tying yourself to a bulldozer as a nonviolent protest. When not attending those some of my favorite pastimes were napping, using the free wi-fi (when we actually had power), reading, napping, relaxing, hopping on a scooter to go explore the nearby area, getting ice cream, just staring off and napping.</p>
<p>The evening&#8217;s possible activities are very similar to that of the afternoons. Dinner is served at 5:30, after which there are workshops, presentations, videos, talent shows and other planned activities. All of these are optional and put on by community members. Later in the evening a drum circle around a bonfire is a common sight (despite the questionable need for a giant fire in an 85 degree evening) and goodnights are often said early, as everyone has to get up at 6:30am tomorrow and do it all again.</p>
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		<title>What I Did For Work. And Work I Did!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:38:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know, I know. The idea of me doing any kind of manual labor is funny to you. Heck, it&#8217;s funny to me! I&#8217;ll be honest; the idea of coming to Sadhana Forest was all Carrie&#8217;s. She did the research, put in the time and decided that it was the &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/what-i-did-for-work-and-work-i-did/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Bunding in process. The whole mound did not exist a few hours earlier" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385149260/"><img class="flickr-medium" style="border: 1px solid black;" title="Bunding in process. The whole mound did not exist a few hours earlier" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3642/3385149260_9cf7c34ca1_m.jpg" alt="Bunding in process. The whole mound did not exist a few hours earlier" width="180" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Bunding in process. The whole mound did not exist a few hours earlier</p></div>
<p>I know, I know. The idea of me doing any kind of manual labor is funny to you. Heck, it&#8217;s funny to me! I&#8217;ll be honest; the idea of coming to Sadhana Forest was all Carrie&#8217;s. She did the research, put in the time and decided that it was the best place in India to volunteer. It just didn&#8217;t seem like my thing, but I figured I would give it a shot anywhere. If it was terrible, I could always leave.</p>
<p>My love affair with Sadhana Forest began during the very first work when I discovered bunding. The concept is simple: take soil and create dams to divert the flow of rainwater (or monsoon water, as is the case in Sadhana) into dug out holes. Once in the holes, the water can not damage the communal area and can seep into the ground and refill the underground reservoir that flows under the land.</p>
<p>While many of these bunds are in fields somewhere, others double as the main walking paths in Sadhana Forest. My job was to take the dirt from people digging in a hole, spread it out across paths and compact it down by foot or with a heavy pounding tool. It was a good workout and, surprisingly, tons of fun. I quickly adopted bunding as my permanent first work activity and even found myself missing it over the weekend when there was no first work.</p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="After a rain storm we got a chance to see how our bunds held up" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385175322/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="After a rain storm we got a chance to see how our bunds held up" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3418/3385175322_a6a0139a6b_m.jpg" alt="After a rain storm we got a chance to see how our bunds held up" width="180" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">After a rain storm we got a chance to see how our bunds held up</p></div>
<p>I realized the reason I liked it so much was because at the end of every two hour period I could see defined progress. A path being built is much easier to guide from start to finish than the growth of a tree. In fact, I became so attached to the project that I was even put in charge of managing it after the previous leader left Sadhana.</p>
<p>While I spent all of my first works doing bunding, my activities varied a lot during second work. A complete list is as follows: I cooked lunch multiple times, sprayed nicotine on leaves to kill mold, transported baby trees across the compound to a new tree nursery, cleaned the main hut, poked holes in bottles for use in irrigation, rode a stationary bike during a rain storm to create electricity, washed bed sheets, painted signs, rotated solar panels and used mud to create walls around trees to stop rainwater from damaging them.</p>
<p><strong><a  href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunding" target="_blank">For more on bunding, check out Wikipedia</a></strong></p>
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		<title>Communal Living and Reforestation in Sadhana Forest</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:23:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everything at Sadhana Forest is geared around the community. All meals are eaten together, sleeping is dorm style in thatch huts, volunteers put on workshops to share their knowledge, Wednesday is hummus night and everyone says something about their week during the Sunday meeting. Even the work is community based, &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/communal-living/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="The biggest dorm at Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385146092/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="The biggest dorm at Sadhana Forest" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/3385146092_e517113ba4_m.jpg" alt="The biggest dorm at Sadhana Forest" width="240" height="161" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The biggest dorm at Sadhana Forest</p></div>
<p>Everything at Sadhana Forest is geared around the community. All meals are eaten together, sleeping is dorm style in thatch huts, volunteers put on workshops to share their knowledge, Wednesday is hummus night and everyone says something about their week during the Sunday meeting. Even the work is community based, both in that it is always done with someone else and that so many of the first and second work tasks are simply upkeep of the living area.</p>
<p>So, if Sadhana Forest is all communal then where do tasks come from and who leads them? Good question. Key jobs, such as bunding and reforestation, are decided upon by Aviram and Yorit. As the founders and the only people who call it home permanently, they have the best idea of what is needed for the actual project and for the long term needs of the forest and community. However, that is where there roles end, as natural leaders within the volunteers always come forth from the crowd.</p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="The main hut during a meal" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384333011/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="The main hut during a meal" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/3384333011_6098749174_m.jpg" alt="The main hut during a meal" width="240" height="161" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The main hut during a meal</p></div>
<p>Sometimes the leader of a task can be someone who has an expertise in that area, either through previous experience or lots of time at Sadhana. Other times it is someone who just wants a new experience or just senses a need. Regardless, everyone has their time to shine and their time to take a backseat. It was very interesting to watch as the process sorted itself out with little to no supervision.</p>
<p>Other tasks need dedicated attention everyday, regardless of first or second work assignments, and are volunteered for every Sunday during the weekly community meeting. These include head chef, hygiene inspector (responsible for toilets, hand washing stations and more), solar panel rotator, wake up crew, work coordinator and anything else needed to keep Sadhana running smoothly. While some tasks are time-intensive, others only need to be done once or twice a week. These were the ones that I volunteered for.</p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="The kitchen at Sadhana Forest. At least 5 people made every meal" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385144488/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="The kitchen at Sadhana Forest. At least 5 people made every meal" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/3385144488_511e32d50c_m.jpg" alt="The kitchen at Sadhana Forest. At least 5 people made every meal" width="240" height="161" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The kitchen at Sadhana Forest. At least 5 people made every meal</p></div>
<p>While most things at Sadhana ran smoothly, we did notice a few byproducts of the way leaders are formed and jobs are chosen. While a task leader may have a week of experience, they are often not experts. Case in point: one of my second work assignments were to poke holes in more than 100 water bottles and caps to use them for irrigation. However, after all our work we later learned that the leader had no idea what we were supposed to do and we poked way too many holes rendering the bottles useless.</p>
<p>Another place where lines of communication often broke down was in the kitchen. Head chefs were chosen weekly at the Sunday meeting, but every day they had a different staff of cutters and preparers. Also, chefs often had no idea what they were doing going in, but wanted to give vegan cooking a shot. So, when creating on the fly it is tough to keep your staff apprised of the plans&#8230;especially when they change mid-preparation. This, at times, leads to much frustration between everyone in the kitchen.</p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Filling up trays of mud to help reforestation...in a group, of course" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384353407/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Filling up trays of mud to help reforestation...in a group, of course" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3622/3384353407_a426f1ca6a_m.jpg" alt="Filling up trays of mud to help reforestation...in a group, of course" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Filling up trays of mud to help reforestation...in a group, of course</p></div>
<p>Bonds within the community are often a direct result of work being done together and through shared experiences. With anywhere from 30 – 80 volunteers at a time while we were there, Carrie and I witnessed both the highs and lows of communal living. When we arrived, nearly half of the 80 volunteers had been at Sadhana for nearly five weeks completing some coursework. As a result, while they were welcoming and helpful, they had one foot out the door and very few had room for new friends. All of us newer members felt this and formed our own bond, which led to a cliquish feeling in the community.</p>
<p>Once the volunteers taking the course left, life at Sadhana Forest completely shifted. We went out of our way to make all newcomers feel welcome and included, though I&#8217;m sure through their eyes the cliques we tried hard to eliminate still existed. I suppose when bringing so many different people together and asking them to live in harmony, it&#8217;s a bit unavoidable.</p>
<p>In addition to cliques, another issue that arises in communal living is a lack of privacy. All rooms were dorm style with some huts having dozens of beds. Most of your time awake is spent surrounded by people and volunteers often have to leave the boundaries of Sadhana Forest to get a little peace and quiet.</p>
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		<title>Learning to Drive a Scooter on Dirt Roads and Against Traffic in Auroville</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 10:11:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Though it&#8217;s only a mile or so from the main road, Sadhana Forest is a bit of a trek to get to and from: especially when the sun is beating down. As such, Carrie and I joined most other volunteers and rented a scooter for under $2 a day during &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/scooting-around-auroville/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
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Though it&#8217;s only a mile or so from the main road, Sadhana Forest is a bit of a trek to get to and from: especially when the sun is beating down. As such, Carrie and I joined most other volunteers and rented a scooter for under $2 a day during our time there. Whether it&#8217;s to get ice cream or some other non-vegan snack, explore nearby towns, relax on the beach, visit Auroville or just cruise for a bit, the scooter afforded us the freedom to do what we wanted without being a slave to overpriced taxis or the schedules of others.</p>
<p>Our first ride was a bit dicey, as neither of us had ever driven a scooter before, let alone on the opposite side of the road before. It took about ten minutes before we had our first little crash while trying to cross traffic and make a sharp turn on dirt. It was not in front of traffic, but of course a handful of locals were there to watch the show.</p>
<p>Early jitters aside, I fell completely in love with our scooter and can see why motorcycles have such a cult following. That said, I also see how dangerous they are and have no need to drive one back home. In Sadhana the joy was half having the freedom to get out when I wanted and half the thrill of the wind in my face. That, and caravaning was a favorite past time of volunteers. One night we had a string of eight scooters driving in a line home all honking and passing each other. Too much fun!</p>
<p><div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Pushing our bikes through the mud" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384334663/"><img class="flickr-medium" style="border: 1px solid black;" title="Pushing our bikes through the mud" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3384334663_7280f9041c_m.jpg" alt="Pushing our bikes through the mud" width="180" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Pushing our bikes through the mud</p></div><br />
The comical highlight of our scooter experience came after a torrential rain storm that lasted all day. Stir crazy and craving ice cream, a bunch of us decided to brave the muddy mile to the main road. We paired up two to a scooter and set off, slipping, sliding and laughing our way through puddles and inches of mud. At times one person per scooter had to walk while other times it was two to a vehicle.</p>
<p>In the end, six scooters made it out of the mud road without incident and the caravan headed to a bakery for some croissants and cheese. We never did make it to get ice cream as the sky was darkening and we feared mud driving at night. Our accident-free track record continued until the final curve before arriving back at Sadhana, which was a giant mud pool that, despite not having Carrie on the bike, caused me to skid out and fall ass-first into the puddle. After a classic laugh first, ask questions later, experience, Carrie came over and helped get the bike off of me and I proceeded to walk it the final hundred feet home.</p>
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		<title>Going Potty at Sadhana</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 16:56:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Because I&#8217;m nearly 29 and I still find poop funny, let&#8217;s talk about the bathroom situation at Sadhana Forest. As you know if you&#8217;ve been following the entries, toilets in India are usually squatty potties. AKA, you squat over a hole, do your business and flush. However, in Sadhana this &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/going-potty-at-sadhana/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="One of the indoor bathrooms at Sadhana Forest. The bag of sawdust is on the bottom left, the poo hole is on the left, and the pee and bum washing station is on the right" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385146428/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="One of the indoor bathrooms at Sadhana Forest. The bag of sawdust is on the bottom left, the poo hole is on the left, and the pee and bum washing station is on the right" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3654/3385146428_15c8be8a19_m.jpg" alt="One of the indoor bathrooms at Sadhana Forest. The bag of sawdust is on the bottom left, the poo hole is on the left, and the pee and bum washing station is on the right" width="240" height="161" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">One of the indoor bathrooms at Sadhana Forest. The bag of sawdust is on the bottom left, the poo hole is on the left, and the pee and bum washing station is on the right</p></div>
<p>Because I&#8217;m nearly 29 and I still find poop funny, let&#8217;s talk about the bathroom situation at Sadhana Forest. As you know if you&#8217;ve been following the entries, toilets in India are usually squatty potties. AKA, you squat over a hole, do your business and flush. However, in Sadhana this is taken a step further. Instead of water and flushing, toilets have a bag of sawdust next to them which is used to cover your business after the deed is done.</p>
<p>The idea behind sawdust is that when combined with poo it combines to form a very potent compost. At least a few times a week the hole must be stirred, which is usually a first or second work activity that  I avoided like the plague. Once the hole is full, the bathroom is shut down for a few days while the composting process concludes. Then, volunteers scoop out the hole and save the contents for spreading throughout the forest and gardens.</p>
<p><a  class="flickr-image align=right" title="NOT the sign you wanted to see in front of your bathroom" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384361295/"><img class="flickr-medium alignright" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3604/3384361295_ca1be30395_t.jpg" alt="NOT the sign you wanted to see in front of your bathroom" width="75" height="100" /></a></p>
<p>While this is a great way to get amazing compost for planting, it sometimes creates a problem for volunteers at Sadhana. For example, despite the existence of nearly a dozen toilets, at one point only two of them were working for around 60 volunteers. This included the pee areas for the women (men were encouraged to pee on a tree). As a result, there were often long lines to use the bathrooms and first and second work were sometimes begun with that special feeling in the stomach. But that&#8217;s enough of that from the nearly 29 year old :P</p>
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		<title>Sadhana Forest This and That</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 14:45:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t done this much manual labor since I was working in the fields of Nicaragua Throughout my time in Sadhana I, along with everyone else, was completely covered in cuts, bruises, bites, scratches and other annoying things A side product of all these cuts and scratches is that many &#8230;<br/><a class="read-more" href="http://www.adventuresofagoodman.com/sadhana-forest-this-and-that/">read more <span>>></span></a>]]></description>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I haven&#8217;t done this much manual 	labor since I was working in the fields of Nicaragua</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Throughout my time in Sadhana I, 	along with everyone else, was completely covered in cuts, bruises, 	bites, scratches and other annoying things</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A side product of all these cuts 	and scratches is that many people suffer from infections. I can&#8217;t 	even count how many people had some form of bandage or bag on their 	foot to try and keep a wound clean.</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Serving a vegan breakfast of fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which is a local and organic sugar substitute" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384331357/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Serving a vegan breakfast of fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which is a local and organic sugar substitute" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3628/3384331357_5d712ede10_m.jpg" alt="Serving a vegan breakfast of fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which is a local and organic sugar substitute" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Serving a vegan breakfast of fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which is a local and organic sugar substitute</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Since all food served at Sadhana 	was vegan, I pretty much was a vegan for two weeks. It was very hard 	at first (I didn&#8217;t actually like anything until our until our fifth 	meal) but as time went on I learned to love the grub.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Before every meal we had a moment 	of silence.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">On our last night, Auroville was 	having a dance party filled with people of all ages rockin out to 	the latest in hip hop, trance, electronica, Ace of Base and 1980s 	Madonna.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I take back a previous this and 	that&#8230;I am NOT used to flies, still feel them every time the land 	on me and would like to eliminate them from the world.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No matter how hard I try, I can&#8217;t 	shake my farmer&#8217;s tan. On days when I roll up my sleeves, no tan or 	burn. On days  my sleeve is down, beet red skin!</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="I bund. The shirt and pants I found...and left...at Sadhana" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3385148150/"><img class="flickr-medium" style="border: 1px solid black;" title="I bund. The shirt and pants I found...and left...at Sadhana" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3569/3385148150_5e10fc6fb1_m.jpg" alt="I bund. The shirt and pants I found...and left...at Sadhana" width="180" height="240" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">This is me bunding. The shirt and pants I found...and left...at Sadhana</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All clothes left behind by 	previous volunteers were put out for grabs one day and I got a 	ridiculous pair of pirate shorts and a stretched out Ireland shirt 	that became my daily work gear.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We saw Yorit and Aviram&#8217;s one year 	old daughter take her first steps. When the community started 	clapping in joy, they told us not to as their philosophy is not to 	encourage things that should come naturally.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">While no one batted an eye when 	the one year old was naked all day, you could hear muffled snickers 	and uncomfortable eyes shifting away when their 8 year old daughter 	shed her clothes on a regular basis and ran around.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For whatever reason, Americans 	were the majority nationality during our final week at Sadhana. 	There was even another person from NYC. Say what you will about 	hanging out with people from other countries, it&#8217;s sometimes nice to 	have all the same background as those you interact with and not to 	have to play the “do you have XYZ in your country?” game.</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384337315/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3537/3384337315_df4171e9c9_m.jpg" alt="Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Right outside the gates of Sadhana 	was a giant mud pool that everyone jumped into to cool off or for a 	mud bath. Some areas of water were icy cold, some super hot and some 	in the middle. All areas were muddy at the bottom.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Since one of the rules of Sadhana 	was no competitive games, we made many jokes and even found a way to 	play non-competitive water polo in the nearby mud pool. (basically 	just throwing around a ball and trying to see how many catches we 	could make before dropping it)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Speaking of the mud pool, it was 	always awkward because the girls would go in there in bikinis and 	the locals would always stop by and sit by the edge of the pool to 	watch.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Carrie and I were surprised to get 	huge hugs from everyone we said goodbye to (and even some who found  	us to say goodbye). We honestly didn&#8217;t think we made that much of an 	impression, but I guess we were wrong.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Our friend Heidi who we met on the 	bus from Kodaikanal and who learned about Sadhana from Carrie has 	now changed her life plans to return to the forest in the fall.</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Painting signs during second work" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384357107/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Painting signs during second work" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3454/3384357107_48a414f9db_m.jpg" alt="Painting signs during second work" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Painting signs during second work</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s weird paying attention to 	days of the week on a vacation, but when a weekend is a time for no 	work, you better believe I know if it&#8217;s Tuesday or Friday.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A rat ran over Carrie&#8217;s foot in 	our hut</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s amazing how many people 	travel with laptops. Sadhana offered free wi-fi and there were 	always at least a few people taking advantage.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As always, we had an adventure 	getting to Sadhana Forest from Puducherry (about 10km away). The 	rickshaw driver looked at a map we showed him, agreed to take us 	there, agreed on an inflated price and proceeded to drive us 5 	blocks before telling us we were there. Needless to say, we got a 	different rickshaw to actually take us.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Carrie took a Reiki course and is 	now level one certified</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Carrie also got a drum made in 	Auroville and I bought some weird PVC pipe instrument that makes an 	outer-spacey type sound.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There were frogs EVERYWHERE!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">During one of the workshops I 	heard a great quote, “the earth was once molten rock and now it 	sings opera.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Filtered water was provided at all 	times free of charge, which was great because we all drank at least 	five liters of it a day. However, in addition to having to pee ever 	10 minutes, it also really made us miss flavored beverages. Often 	times our outages from the forest were just to get a tea or soda.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We had our first rain since 	arriving in India. That ended 2.5 months without&#8230;the longest 	drought I&#8217;ve ever experienced.</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="When it rains we had to cycle here to create power" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384361965/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="When it rains we had to cycle here to create power" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3652/3384361965_06a2e50793_m.jpg" alt="When it rains we had to cycle here to create power" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">When it rains we had to cycle here to create power</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When it rains, it pours. In this 	case, it rained for 1.5 days straight. Bunds became muddy, the solar 	power didn&#8217;t work and we had to bicycle for power, normal work 	couldn&#8217;t go on and everyone was in a great mood.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I can&#8217;t imagine what it&#8217;s like 	there during the monsoon&#8230;no thanks.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I rotated a solar panel. Cool!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There was great, fast and free 	wi-fi at all times. Finding a time when there was power to charge my 	laptop, on the other hand, proved far more difficult.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s amazing how fast our two 	weeks flew by.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As Sadhana is vegan, one of the 	rules is no non-vegan food from outside is to be brought in. 	However, all too often we would get food outside and save it for 	later. Then we forgot about it and would joke with other offenders 	as we ate our contraband in silence.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One weekly job was to wake up the 	community and the waker upper could do so however he/she liked. Some 	favorites were: singing, hugs, bells, scripture, music and, of 	course, the local temple nearby blaring prayers and music starting 	at 4:30am. OK, that last one was not a favorite&#8230;but it did happen 	twice.</p>
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<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 250px"><a  class="flickr-image alignright" title="Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greggoodman/3384360193/"><img class="flickr-medium" title="Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3592/3384360193_cb95ee2361_m.jpg" alt="Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest" width="240" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest</p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Photographers from Green Peace 	came by to snap some photos for a feature article in an upcoming 	newsletter. I wonder how the exposure will effect Sadhana.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We had to use all biodegradable 	soaps and hygiene products that Sadhana provided. These were no 	problem except the toothpaste powder that was literally the grossest 	thing ever that made your breath stink. Many of us also doubted the 	cleaning strength of the powder.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We met an actual stable boy who 	worked at a pony farm. Hilarious!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The entire experience was so 	different from anything I have ever done before that even writing 	this blog entry has taken me longer than any other ever. How do I 	even put the two weeks into words while succinctly summing up a way 	of life so unlike that back home.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a  href="http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog-entries/carrienica05/peacecorps-2005/1237991700/tpod.html" target="_blank">Be sure to check out Carrie&#8217;s entry on our experience at Sadhana for a completely different view.</a></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a  href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-9050474362583451279" target="_blank">A 40 minute film recommendation: Money as Debt. If you don&#8217;t quite understand the roots of our current economic crisis or are wondering what the heck happened, you HAVE to watch this video.</a></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lastly, I just want to thank my mom for being so supportive in whatever I do and wherever I go. It really does make a difference knowing that.</p>
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		<title>Sadhana Forest Photos and Videos</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 13:06:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg Goodman</dc:creator>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385143234/" title="01 - A view of Sadhana Forest from atop the water tower" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385143514/" title="02 - Main community area of Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3385143514_80362fae72_s.jpg" alt="02 - Main community area of Sadhana Forest" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384329281/" title="03 - Our hut where we lived for two weeks" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3433/3384329281_6de43de82a_s.jpg" alt="03 - Our hut where we lived for two weeks" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385144032/" title="04 - Carrie and my living space" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3385144032_40e6927a7d_s.jpg" alt="04 - Carrie and my living space" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385144238/" title="04a - Our living space in our dorm." rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385144488/" title="05 - Kitchen of Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385144712/" title="06 - Breakfast was the same very morning...fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which was a local organic sugar" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3385144712_15a68f327c_s.jpg" alt="06 - Breakfast was the same very morning...fruit salad, porridge and jaggery, which was a local organic sugar" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384330563/" title="07 - Food preperation" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3605/3384330563_1eca1a06d9_s.jpg" alt="07 - Food preperation" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384330831/" title="08 - Plate and bowl washing station" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3445/3384330831_a275cf8de0_s.jpg" alt="08 - Plate and bowl washing station" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384331155/" title="08a - Plates and bowls used for our vegan meals" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385146092/" title="09 - Dorm area at Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384332239/" title="10a - Toilet facilites. A rock means the hole is full and you must wait a few days to poo there while composting happens" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385146908/" title="11 - Shower facilites are limited to bucket baths" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384333535/" title="15 - Jon shows his love for Sadhana outside the Main Hut where we ate all meals and had all communtiy events" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385148150/" title="16 - I bund. The shirt and pants I found...and left...at Sadhana" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385148724/" title="The mud pit that I fell in on the way back" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384335313/" title="Carrie and I on our scooter" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384336717/" title="Cleaning off supplies after a dirty and muddy first work" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385151432/" title="Conan plays the digiridoo" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3622/3385151432_27a07fe22e_s.jpg" alt="Conan plays the digiridoo" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384337315/" title="Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3537/3384337315_df4171e9c9_s.jpg" alt="Every time we all went into the mud pool by Sadhana Forest, locals came to watch what the crazy white folks were up to" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385167622/" title="Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3643/3385167622_3836ba5837_s.jpg" alt="Filling up the hand washing buckets next to the bathroom" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384353407/" title="Filling up trays of mud to help reforestation" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384353793/" title="First work in progress" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385168664/" title="First work meeting. Everyone is tired and eating a bananna to wake up" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385168996/" title="Friends of Sadhana perform for the community" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384354735/" title="Holi Festival...we didn't experience it, but someone who did wiped the ink from their handsonto ours" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384355159/" title="Indians swimming with life preservers at Repo Beach (taken by Carrie)" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385169998/" title="Matrimandir in Auroville" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384356189/" title="One of the architecturally cool builddings in Auroville" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3385171266/" title="One of the signs around Sadhana" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384358075/" title="Playing with the always naked 13 month old daughter of Sadhana Forest's founders" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384358457/" title="Rules of Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384359065/" title="Sadhana Forest water tower" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384359393/" title="Sunset in Auroville" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384359861/" title="Sunset over Auroville" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384360193/" title="Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
	<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3592/3384360193_cb95ee2361_s.jpg" alt="Taxi waiting for our goodbye to Sadhana Forest" class="flickr-medium" />
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<a  href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11654960@N06/3384360487/" title="The underside of a solar panel" rel="flickr-mgr[72157615886091216]" class="flickr-image">
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