Water Treatment Plant - and Chills

My house, with the water treatment plant in the background.

So meanwhile, we still have the water treatment situation.

This morning, I get a briefing from Nellie, the woman who is at the helm of this enormous project.

She catches me up on the last few days, which really is a huge honor considering we have never met in person and how wildly busy she is.

Listening to her 5-minute message, I am alternately speechless, inspired, and with chills.

The amount of work that has been done in the last three weeks is out of this world. I know I move fast and I can get stuff done. But this? No words.

She has gathered a team of community leaders, funding, experts, politicians and more. Every day something gets done, promised, committed and often, executed.

We are told that withing a month a half, this plant will be fixed, while another one gets built. Through a FB post, we got connected with a man who has specific innovative plans for such a site.

Accountability is being created and the delegado has been talking about this with the president of the state.

These are just tidbits.

We have an eye on the calendar as we are weeks away from the rain and the river HAS to be cleaned before the first rain. I believe very much that it will. And more.

Right now, and in the spirit of the way this village was founded, there is a vision of making this project a pilot project, a blueprint for other countries to heal their water treatment. For those of you who signed the petition, please know that it has made a huge difference.

Some days since I said yes to this adventure, I feel that there is a bigger power at work for the whole place. A healing, something. Something sacred.

I don't know what it is and that's very okay.