Well, it is time for another personal ‘Notes and Scribbles’ moment from me.
Living, working and writing in Peru has been a deepening, emotional, challenging, humbling, at times draining, at times energising, growth-enhancing time.
I am full of gratitude towards Stefan, Nina, Jose (a work colleague of Stefan’s), and both Nina’s and Jose’s families. I have been shown so much generosity and friendship from them all. I have great respect for the work and lives of Stefan and Nina, and I am amazed, yet again, with the trust they have placed in me. Like Peggy, they have given me intimate access to their lives and taken the time to tell me their stories, hunt through 100′s of photographs, and edit what I have written. Their lives are full of 101 things to do, yet they have still dedicated the time and energy to embrace my writing. Nina has even given me a new nickname, Amandita, which I love.
It has been amazing for me to witness Peggy’s life and then witness Stefan and Nina’s lives. They have the same goal and yet their paths towards that goal are very different; the same ends, but via different means. These different approaches are influenced both by environmental circumstances and innate character. Peru sets different parameters to California, but likewise the character of Stefan is different to the character of Peggy. Why argue over nature or nurture; they both exist hand in hand throughout our lives. This reminds me that all paths are valid. There is never just one correct way to do something; all our tributaries flow in different channels. One day they will inevitably meet and flow to the same ocean but we do not have to force them to run in the same channel to get there.
What strikes me also, is seeing that they are united by the simple fact that they are all doing what is within their capacity to do, in the unique way that they can do it. Underlying their different approaches, and different strengths and weaknesses, they have the same passion and the same striving to live lives which will impact positively on the world. They are at one and the same time uniquely different and united in intention.
This is teaching me about choice and about judgement. What does it mean to make choices in life? Who do I choose to be, what do I choose to do with my life, are my choices aligned with my strengths, are my choices made with an intention towards growth, are my choices made with an awareness of what they will give me and what I will give out to others as a result? The last year of my life has all been about choices… Choosing to stop dancing and teaching, choosing whether to head towards conservation or psychology, choosing to write, choosing to embark on this madcap project. Choices in life are very risky, but if we don’t make them we stagnate. Being in Peru has been teaching me to affirm and challenge my own choices, to accept that I am doing what I can do in the way that I am capable of, and to find my own unique channel to flow in.
Attempting not to judge is a harder lesson. There are people I have met and experiences I have had, which I have not written about on this blog, where my initial reaction would be to judge the people or situations involved. Judge a person rude, ego-bound or ignorant maybe, or a situation ugly or beautiful…. In Peru especially, society is so divided with such stark contrasts, that judgement arises within me far too easily. But when I remind myself that we are all simply doing what we can, with whatever means we’ve got at our disposal in any given moment… then judgement becomes superfluous. We make choices based on where we are at inside ourselves and what we have learnt so far in life; how can we do anything else?
… Peggy is doing what she can, Stefan is doing what he can, I am doing what I can. I am fortunate to be in a place where I can base my choices on an underlying life-affirming world view. Some people are in a place where their choices are based on less positive undercurrents. How can I judge someone their actions when they are simply a consequence of where that person is at? In my world view we are all capable of both darkness and light, and have all at some point in our journeys committed dark-filled actions. To judge someone as wrong is as ridiculous as judging a caterpillar to be wrong just because it has not yet transformed into a butterfly… But I know it will take me the rest of this life and probably many more to practise the art of non-judgment!
Peru has certainly been transformative for me. I have a sense of ‘there’s no going back’ inside me. I know the next chapter in my life will be very different to the previous one. I am still finding out where my path will go based on what are my skills and aptitudes are, but the drive towards helping others and this planet is getting stronger. Stronger and purer I hope; there’s less need or should in the mix and more pure wanting and intuitive feeling.
Witnessing the contamination of the ocean in Peru, the corruption present in everyday life, the poverty level of factions within the population, and the huge problem of over-population, strengthens my sense that conservation is not and cannot ever be a purely environmental endeavour. Unless we solve our human problems on all levels, i.e. individuals, families, communities, corporations, countries, globally… we will never ‘save the planet’. And quite simply put, if we were all truly psychologically healthy and happy human beings we would not be making such a right muck up of this planet and there would be no need for conservation.
So for me, the way forward is no longer about choosing between writing, psychology and conservation, but rather, discerning where my strengths lie to work in any of these areas and, potentially, finding a way to blend them all. Can I use my writing to encourage people to connect with their psychological and spiritual selves, can I use my writing to encourage people to connect with the natural world? Do I have the necessary skill level to write and, if not, how else can I apply myself? If I could ask an angel what my greatest strengths are and how I can best use them in this world what would the angel say…?
… Lots of questions, not all the answers yet but I have faith that I will find answers as I go. It is clear to me that although this phase of my life may have begun about a year ago, it is still very much in its early stages…
So endeth Amandita’s personal reflection moment! Right now I am in chilled out Boston which is relaxing even in rush hour. I’ve had a great few days staying with some lovely Couchsurfers, one of which, Lesli, is about to be pastry chef in a new veggie cafe in Boston called Veggie Galaxy. I’ve had a wonderful day off visiting Boston Harbor Islands and later today I head up the coast towards Grand Manan Island to work for and write about Laurie Murison at Grand Manan Whale and Seabird Research Station. En route, I hope to write the next part of the Feral Girl story and then we shall see what further whale stories I can bring you from Canada on the last leg of this venture…
And after that, well that’s anyone’s guess!
You may remember mention of Stefan’s work on the Ancon Port campaign from my
Ancon represents a huge shift in focus for
Social conflict work can be carried out with relatively small amounts of funding, but even these modest funds still have to come from somewhere. Stefan knows that this money will not come from the government, indeed the government is more likely to go against such politically uncomfortable work, and even cut off permits and sources of funding. Certainly the foreign NGO’s will not become involved.
Stefan’s hope for the future is that
And what of Nina? You may have noticed that she has not been very present in the last couple of posts… She has been extremely busy on a work project of her own in the last few weeks, securing an income for the family. But her hopes for the future are to be an equal partner within
I will leave you with Stefan’s words,
Stefan has worked within the arena of animal rights and conservation for over 25 years. During this time he has been involved in projects which have produced wonderful outcomes for conservation. However, throughout the years Stefan has also become aware of particular issues which leave him critical of some aspects of the conservation world. I asked him to tell me more about these issues and he recounted two which he feels are especially damaging.
Stefan believes that this drive has been, to a large extent, lost. In today’s conservation arena, jobs are only open to people with university degrees and PhD’s. Being a conservationist is now seen as a career, rather than a passion. People enter conservation from the world of business and may then switch back again at any time, as part of their climb up the career ladder. Their primary concern is with
The business world has merged with the conservation world to such an extent that it has
American organisations rely on attracting major donations from individual sources to support their work. They may pull in a huge sum from one donor which will be used to finance a project in, for example, Peru. From the total amount of money which a donor gives for a specific project in a specific country, 40-60% stays with the American organisation. This money may be spent on their overheads, salaries, hotel bills etc. The small amount of remaining money goes to the actual project and the grass roots organisations implementing the work within that country. These groups receive very little money to pay for the project, their administration costs and their wages.
European organisations operate quite differently. They rely on much smaller donations from many members. Their strategy is to
His second answer was, 
Before 1996 it was relatively common to find dolphin meat on the menu throughout Peru. Nina and Olga’s successful campaign which led to the new law being introduced was a milestone in conservation. Seven dolphin species became the only animals in Peru to have a law dedicated purely to them. Once the law took effect, the legal trade in dolphin meat ended, but an illegal one sprang up in its place. This trade continues predominantly within less well off communities; dolphin meat is not a luxury commodity for the elite but a simple food source sold at local fish markets.
Nina and Stefan realised it would be impossible to document dolphin killing at sea. The marine coastguard knew the law and would be patrolling the coast. Therefore any fishermen hunting dolphins would be doing so covertly, probably under cover of darkness, and bringing their catch ashore hidden under tons of fish.
With the research complete and enough data collected to take action, their next step was to work with law officials. In collaboration with the Ecological Police based in Lima, they travelled with one policeman to fish markets in towns along the coast. Stefan then accompanied the officer and local police on an armed raid of the market.
The raids were successful and provided the evidence required to enable local law enforcement to act. Additionally, film and photographic coverage from the raids and undercover work were used to highlight the issue in the media. During this time,
With a law to protect dolphins in place, successful prosecutions occurring and the gradual education of police, it would be understandable to assume that the illegal trade in dolphin meat would be quickly eradicated. However, it continues to this day. Why?
Throughout the dolphin campaign in 2003-05, Stefan appealed to the international conservation world for support. But this appeal fell mainly on deaf ears. In addition, the other two marine conservation groups in Peru spoke out against 
Peru is known for its inland treasures, for its mountains and rainforests, ancient ruins and rich culture. Tourists flock here to visit the Inca city of Machu Pichu high up in the mountains and conservationists tell the world to protect Peru’s diverse rainforest. But there is an undiscovered treasure in Peru, or more accurately, in its oceans.
Stefan lives every day in amazement at the bounteous nature of the ocean and in disbelief at how invisible it is to the rest of the world. Peruvians, conservationists, tourists, international organisations… anyone and everyone has the general perception of the waters here as being,
The richness of the Peruvian coastal waters is the result of two ocean currents. One is the Humboldt Current, which flows northwards along the Peruvian coast, bringing with it cool oxygen rich waters from Antarctica. The other is a strong upwelling close to the Peruvian coast which draws up nutrient rich water. These two currents combined cause a very high production of algae, creating the primary level in the food chain, and consequently forming the basis for an extraordinarily rich diversity of marine life. There is one big party going on here, and everyone is invited, be they a charismatic whale or a humble mollusc.
The figures which Stefan gives are, quite simply, staggering. Over 30 species of cetaceans either reside or migrate here to feed. That’s 37% of the total number of cetacean species in the world, and they hang out right in front of Peru’s coastline. There are 1,000 species of fish, 600 crustaceans and 1,400 molluscs. There are sea lions, fur seals and sea otters. There are 87 species of marine birds, 27 of which are albatrosses, shearwaters and petrels, and seven are gulls. These numbers can literally fly overhead without really sinking in, but Stefan painted a very clear picture when he described the Galapagos albatross.
Bird lovers, divers and whale watchers flock to other well-known destinations to see cetaceans and birds, or go diving and kayaking. But Peru remains an unknown hotspot. The water here is dense, it is a
When Stefan takes tourists out on trips with
He has guided kayak tour operators who have never in their life seen as many species of marine birds and animals as they see here on a two hour kayak trip. And he has watched tourists become emotional, even hysterical, at the experience of seeing dolphins swim up to the boat and look them in the eye.
On diving trips, Stefan smiles at divers who are amazed to see rocks covered in a carpet of life not just one animal deep, but two or three animals all sitting on top of each other! Stefan told me that he knows of one kelp forest diving spot in America where there are 40 dive operators all diving in the same area. In the kelp forests off Peru
When Stefan takes tourists on trips to Parakas, to the south of Lima, they are blown away by the contrast there. To view the dead nothingness of desert meeting the alive richness of the ocean, and to watch dolphins leaping out of the water against a background of dramatic sand dunes, takes their breath away.
One of Stefan’s personal favourite nature experiences, which can be had a short boat ride from Lima, is swimming with sea lions. There are only five places in the world where you can swim with sea lions, and generally they have the added excitement of a potential shark attack thrown in. In Peru the sharks do not come close to sea lion colonies; there is just too much food for them elsewhere. As Stefan says,
In could be assumed that it is a blessing for Peru’s ocean to remain unknown to the world at large. After all, surely this means that it will not become spoilt. However, in Stefan’s words,
I asked Stefan what he hopes
There is a huge potential in Peru for marine eco-tourism. At present
But before we can carry on exploring Stefan’s hopes for the future, there are current issues still to address. Illegal dolphin killing is one example of how the oceans around Peru are not being looked after or noticed by the world at large. In my next post I will be writing about the work which Stefan, Nina and
When Nina and Stefan decided to dive in
At the small town of Llachon, they met the community leader who was afraid that their presence would upset Mamacocha, the spirit of the lake. So before diving, they appeased her by making offerings. They also had to prepare their equipment. This may be a relatively easy thing to do at low altitude, but at high altitudes everything becomes a hundred times harder. Stefan remembers how carrying the dive tank a short distance would cause him to
Stefan and Nina were also the first people ever to dive in the
The opportunity to dive there came in collaboration with a Belgian film crew. The area they headed to was a beautiful wilderness of hills, canyons and forest, and at a high enough altitude not to have to worry about the presence of piranhas or crocodiles. The journey there was adventure enough, with 24 people and all their equipment travelling up the Iscozasin river. It took a whole day to navigate upstream. This was in part due to the dry season which meant water levels were low, which in turn meant rapids. Whenever they reached a rapid, the people had to carry the equipment on foot to meet the boat further up the river; a process that was repeated many times over. The following day saw them walking all day long through the forest to reach their destination. Stefan remembers how surreal it looked to see people walking through a rainforest with dive tanks on their backs!
After additionally surviving three potentially deadly attacks by the shushupe snake, their efforts paid off. When they arrived at the river they found it to be crystal clear and wonderfully warm. It was
Stefan and Nina’s expedition to the
Chachapoya way of life, and death, included mummifying the dead. The people constructed small buildings in which to place the mummies and, somehow, positioned them high up the vertical cliffs of surrounding mountains. Today, the area around the lake contains the mostly undiscovered remains of these people. It was also thought the lake itself contained hidden archaeological treasures and this was the reason for Stefan and Nina’s expedition. They were leading a team of German archaeologists intent on mapping Chachaboya remains within the lake. In addition, it gave Stefan and Nina a wonderful opportunity to conduct a first ever biological survey.
Stefan described the challenges which this expedition entailed. On leaving Leymebamba, the last village en route, the team of four divers plus film crew travelled by horse onwards into the forested mountains. It took 28 human carriers, 47 mules, plus the team on horseback to transport everything necessary for the dive. As Stefan said,
They arranged the expedition for the dry season, as navigating steep mountains on horseback in the rainy season would be asking for disaster! However, the weather, or the spirit of the lake, had its own intentions. It is believed by the local people that all the lagoons have spirits, and these spirits will act to defend themselves from intruders. The team had a 12 hour journey over a mountain of 3,600 metres and down into the valley beyond. This would be a difficult enough journey in good conditions, but on the morning of their departure the dry season gave way to heavy rains. It rained for the whole 12 hour journey, forcing the horses to cross mud which at times came up their stomachs, and it continued raining that night as they arrived and made camp. It proceeded to continue raining for the whole of the next day and night, while the team struggled to make trails from their camp to the lake and build a platform on the lake in preparation for their dive. That night, all was completed and they were due to dive the following day. But then the leader of their group of carriers and support personnel, announced,
The team attempted to convince him otherwise. With his shaman’s knowledge he advised them that their only chance was to make an offering to the lake and calm her spirit. There was some secret laughter from the team of archaeologists, but the following morning they duly trudged an hour through thick mud under the worst rains yet to reach the edge of the lake. Each person carried a personal object to offer the spirit and, amidst much ritual and chewing of Coca leaves, the offerings were made.
The very moment that their offerings touched the surface of the lake, a ray of sun shone on the exact spot where the group stood. Within an hour the clouds lifted from the surface of the lake and disappeared. After two days and nights of torrential rain, the sun came out. There was no more quiet laughing from the team of archaeologists!
Nina and Stefan consider themselves to be immensely fortunate to have experienced the wonders of diving in such extreme, untouched and beautiful places. Diving by its very nature offers a window into another world. Diving in these locations must have been like visiting another galaxy; what a remarkable thing to experience! The memories which they carry from those early years of
When Stefan and Nina moved to Peru together, the first obstacle to overcome was language. For the first year, while Stefan was learning Spanish, he worked as a travel guide for German tourists. After this time he and Nina approached different conservation groups in Peru to enquire about working with them on marine issues. They were surprised to learn that most of the organisations only focused on rainforest habitats. From the two small grass root NGO’s working on marine issues, they received a negative response and a feeling of competition.
In 1999 Nina and Stefan formed
Dolphin killing had been illegal in Peru since Nina and Olga’s victory in 1996 so what was happening here? Stefan came to a decision,
In what appeared to be a moment of good fortune, one of the biggest national NGO’s offered Stefan the role of Executive Director. Against Nina’s intuition and better judgement, Stefan accepted. His role was to re-float the NGO which had run into financial difficulties. He was responsible for making the difficult decisions which would enable it to survive. He cut their workforce by 50%, identified and eliminated corruption, and began to pay off their labour debts. He succeeded in turning the tide and was doing so well that his board of directors gave him a salary increase as an official well done. However, while investigating the organisation’s finances he discovered there was some unusual activity taking place. Thirty accounts existed for 12 projects, with money shifting between accounts and files being erased. To this day Stefan does not know exactly what was happening or who was responsible, because three weeks after being given a pat on the back he walked into his office to be told
The last five years have been a fight to survive for Stefan, Nina and their family. They would have loved the freedom to focus purely on
In mid 2009, Nina ended her job at
And that brings us up to the current day.
As the feral girl walked tentatively forwards out of the surrounding safety of her forest home into the tranquil oasis of the garden, the old man turned his gaze towards her. As his eyes found hers, the girl felt as she had felt when she attempted to peek inside him and discovered him looking directly, deeply into her. In that moment, she was aware that nothing was hidden from him; her life in the forest, her studies of the villagers, her spying on him, all was revealed and laid bare. How vulnerable she felt as her feet kept walking her forwards, and how fearful of his judgement.
So together they made their dance of the garden, with him leading the way and she shyly following. The old man stroked and smiled at the plants, all the while talking soothingly to the girl. He told her the names of each plant, their characters, the colours of their flowers and which birds favoured each one. Many of these things she already knew, but she had never given voice to them before and never put names to them. She could sense that he was aware of her connection with the plants; he was not lecturing her with his own knowledge or declaring it better than hers, just including her in his world and delicately enticing her out of her frightened bubble.
The girl would answer when questioned, nod in agreement with his words and smile when smiled at. There were a hundred questions she wanted to ask him and a hundred things she wanted to share with him. But instead she became like a timid bird of the forest watching the friendly giant hold out food for her, darting forwards to snatch crumbs from his fingers then returning to her position of fear-filled, hope-filled stillness. She felt in awe of the old man, tiny compared to his vastness, and awkward as if any knowledge she did possess had drained out of her and she did not have the words to recall it.
And so the girl slid out of his garden to the edge of the forest. She did not go far, but slept in the branches of the nearest tree overhanging the garden, close enough to feel his presence, far enough away to be wrapped in the safety of her own solitary world. That night her dreams were full of both wonder and uncertainty, and the next day she awoke in the same state of slightly displaced suspension.
He talked to her, taught her how to weave straw into baskets, left her by herself amongst the plants, smiled and laughed often, gave her space to grow less timid and more bold. Over the first week, the feral girl began to smile more often, to answer his questions more boldly, to start telling him of her life in the forest, to ask him about his life, even to sing softly to herself as she worked. During the second week, she would laugh as he laughed, dance the morning dance in her own way while he sat by and watched, and have moments of unselfconscious talking, exuberantly telling him stories of wolf cubs, mountains and butterflies. She lost her fear, her shyness and once again became herself, free to be in tune with the garden, the animals and the surrounding forest, feeling equal enough to be in the old man’s company and able to hold a silence with him in which they both sat with calmness and lightness.
Talas laughed again, a rich vibrant laugh that caused the flowers to sway appreciatively and the birds to ruffle their feathers in delight, “A third wonderful question!” He declared. “However, alas, I cannot teach you to be like me. Maybe though, I can help you to be more like yourself… How about that?”
This picture shows Stefan and Nina together, after their compelling love story found its completion, after they had fallen in love, seen pictures of each other for the first time, met for the first time, married in Germany and moved to Peru… All of which happened in that order and within the space of a just a few months. Here’s how it all unfolded…
Shortly after that Stefan and Nina were married at Sababurg castle in Germany. This same castle had once inspired the Brothers Grimm to write Sleeping Beauty; a fairytale where the Princess lay awaiting the kiss of her perfect Prince. It was a truly beautiful day, complete with a horse and carriage secretly arranged by Stefan. Within three months Stefan and Nina had moved to Peru to start their new life together and their wonderful story continues to this day. They have now been married for 13 years, have two children and are still very much still in love.
Stefan and Nina were married in 1998. Since then they have lived and worked in Peru. They formed the conservation organisation
This picture is Nina, not just because it is an actual photograph of her, but because it captures her essence.
Nina’s strongest guiding force in life has always been her intuition. She was a good student at school and enjoyed studying new things. At university she studied business administration and began working in the private sector. But at this time she felt a pull by her intuition; it told her she needed to
Nina learnt a great deal from that trip about people and the many different ways they look for spiritual development. This aligned with her own philosophy that
So in 1994 Nina and Olga worked together on the campaign. At this time in Peru it was legal to kill and eat dolphins. People across all social classes ate dolphin meat, although it was given different names for higher and lower quality cuts of meat. Many people ate it without even knowing what animal it was, knowing only that they ate chancho marino or muchame. Nina and Olga’s campaign was intense. They worked with lawyers, the media, businesses, government, everyday people… everyone. They carried out market research, ran focus groups, generated publicity in newspapers, on television, on the street and the internet. They lobbied congressmen, publicised the issue to animal campaigners across the world, who in turn sent letters to the government. At the focus groups, they asked people questions about why they ate the meat, whether the flavour was good and whether they knew what animal it was from. They educated people showing them pictures of ‘Flipper’, whom everyone loved, and explaining that this was the same animal which they were eating.
Nina travelled to the USA to study for an MBA, (while still running a dolphin project back in Peru). She remembers being in her second year at university and having an amazing time,