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WILDERNESS
Rob, January
2011
African
Wilderness
Over the last ten years I have been drawn into an
increasingly deep love of wilderness and since my
first visit there in 2004, particularly to the
wilderness of Southern Africa and its peoples.
Perhaps the most succinct way to express this
“essence” is to recount an event that happened to me
in 2008 when I was invited to the home of the person
who has become my Zulu brother, Siphiwe Methetwa, in
Groutville near Durban. Siphiwe has just now
completed 4 years training as a trail-guide for the
Wilderness Leadership School based in Durban.
I was privileged to be invited to the home of
Siphiwe of the Mthetwa clan of the Zulu,
a
good trail-guide friend. A goat was slaughtered and
roasted and my friend’s venerable grandmother
introduced me to the clan ancestors, burning the
sagebush, imepepho, which welcomes ancestral spirits.
This was a great honour which was accorded to me.
Every part of the goat was utilised, the flesh, the
skin, the blood, the viscera. Waste is profoundly
disrespectful.
Grandmother told me something of her life and this
anecdote concerning her mother.
Just after her mother, called Uzimellele, had her
first child, she suddenly disappeared into the bush,
leaving the baby, by default, with relatives. No-one
could imagine where she had got to and she was gone
for three months.
One day, she suddenly re-appeared in the village,
dancing and singing and holding a leopard cub. The
people were worried that there may now be an angry
she-leopard in the vicinity who would come searching
for her cub. They searched the surrounds extensively
but no such animal was found.
Then the sangoma (shaman) was called and he told the
people that all was well and that the leopard cub
was a gift from the spirits of the bush and must be
killed and its body parts used for their muti
(medicinal properties). He also told them to expect
that Uzimellele would manifest a special gift which
the spirits had bestowed upon her.
Sure enough she had acquired great powers of insight
and subsequently made a good and useful living
utilising her gift to advise people. She charged
just ten cents a consultation but so renowned became
her abilities that over the years she built up a
very healthy herd of cattle, the measure of wealth
among her people.
I pondered aloud to Grandmother what might have
happened to a woman in modern western society who
disappeared at the birth of her child and reappeared
sometime later dancing and singing, holding an
infant wild animal. The men in white coats, earnest
diagnoses of post-natal depression becoming
psychotic, suppressant drugs, incarceration, family
scandal and despair? Grandmother couldn't believe
her ears. "No!?" she guffawed in apparent disbelief,
though I suspect that in fact she probably had a
pretty good idea of the ways of modern Europeans
with regard to “mental health”.
Wilderness Foundation
In 2006 I was directed by a friend to the UK
registered charity, the Wilderness Foundation
www.wildernessfoundation.org.uk which is an
offshoot of the Wilderness Leadership School in
Durban and, it goes without saying, has an office
near Chelmsford!
This led me to participate in my first wilderness
trail with the WLS in Imfolozi Reserve in September
of that year. Though on this first occasion I was
battling with a deep dread of being eaten or
squashed for the full five days and four nights and
trying to maintain a stiff upper lip at all costs, I
got hooked and have participated in a good few
similar trails with the WLS since, including in
Pilanesberg, Okavango and the Kalahari.
Walking simply through the bush, building a fire and
keeping watch at night, encountering our
fellow-species (wild dog, spotted hyenas, lions,
elephant, rhino etc.) close up on pretty much equal
terms, has completely opened my heart and mind to
the words of the co-founder of the WLS, Dr Ian
Player, to the effect that the mistake humans made
was to start building temples and churches. The bush
is the most sacred place I have ever experienced and
I am profoundly grateful to Dr Player and his WLS
co-founder and spiritual mentor, the late Magqubu
Ntombela, for their work.
Mabandla
Also in September 2006, again under the auspices of
the WLS Durban and the WF UK, I made my first visit
to Mabandla which roughly translated from Zulu means
“Coming Together”. This is a community of about
40,000 people living in about 14 villages in the
remote foothills of the Drakensbergs, about 5 hours
drive from Durban in good weather.
Mabandla is headed by Chief Lawrence Baleni who is
resisting the encroachments and blandishments of the
mining companies which are keen to extract the
minerals thought to be beneath the land of the
community. At the same time there is much desperate
poverty among the people and in order to provide
jobs and income for his people Chief Lawrence and
his father have established a sustainable forestry
business which has been running successfully for 10
years.
Also established and running successfully is a
scheme under which the WF UK sends young people from
the UK to stay with families in Mabandla for short
periods during which they engage in useful work for
the community and their accomodation fees provide
some welcome additional income for the families.
Added to this of course is the immeasurable benefit
of people from very different backgrounds coming
into close contact and learning about each other.
Mabandla is keen to establish some serious
ecotourism too since despite the success of the
other enterprises a vast amount more income is
needed, not least to help build up reasonable
educational and health-care infrastructures.
A few years ago the son of Mr John Ngubo, a Mabandla
resident, died of AIDS and in response John started up an HIV/AIDS education and support
group which now involves a good number of young
people, mainly young women, who knock on doors,
distribute informative literature, female condoms
and give support and palliative care. John is
constantly struggling with a desperate shortage of
resources and funds and has achieved a great amount
in the circumstances.
Similarly the education infrastructure is
desperately under-resourced and only God knows how
much talent is going to waste.
I have stayed as a guest at Mabandla many times in
the past few years and have always been made most
warmly welcome. I have helped where I could with
resources but it really is the proverbial drop in
the ocean.
This is why I am seeking partners who are interested
to learn more and to investigate the possibilities
for bringing more significant resources of time and
money to bear in order to support the efforts of the
people of Mabandla to improve their situation.
Rob Leech
Tel/Fax. +44 (0) 1273 587 557
Email: leechr2@aol.com
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Rob, 2 September
2007:
I am now returned from South Africa having shared
many wonderful and inspiring experiences with Alim
at the Mabandla Community Project and with Alim,
Kunderke and Ian at the Umfolozi Game Reserve.
I attach three pictures above. The first shows Alim
at Mabandla at a gathering of people of the Shembe
religion where we were made warmly welcome with
roast goat and home-brewed maize beer. (Shembe is a
revival of the traditional Zulu religion based upon ancestral spirits as mediators with the divine). In the
centre above are the Mabandla Community Trust HIV
EducationTeam. The third pic shows everyone (except
me) at Umfolozi. Seated is our head guide, Paul, a
zoologist....very knowledgeable and totally
dedicated to conservation to the extent that he has
willed that if one of the critters gets him he wants
his remains to be left for the hyenas! Standing from
the left are Jabulani, our back-up guide (senior
trainee ).He is also a domestic violence and HIV
counsellor. You can also see three of the four
student guides I am sponsoring: Sipho, Lihle and
Siphiwe along with Ian, Kunderke and Alim.
More from Rob's account here...
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We shared many wonderful adventures and deeply
inspiring close encounters with hyenas, lions (who
surrounded our camp at 50 metres one night......this
is quite normal since they are as curious about
humans as we are about them and providing you don't
behave like food you won't be treated as
such.....that's the theory anyway ), elephants,
rhinos, buffalo and the rare wild dog. Oh...and tics
of course!
We felt profoundly privileged to have such close
encounters with such awesome fellow-creatures.
The closer into Nature I am the fewer questions I
have about the nature of existence etc and the more
I am taken over by intense feelings of awe, wonder
and sometimes fear. I don't need to ask
philosophical questions....I simply have to get on
with being. A passage from the Bible kept coming to
me: " Consider the flowers of the field. They sow
not neither do they reap yet even Solomon in all his
glory was not as magnificent as one of these". Was
Jesus making an even then belated plea for a return
to hunter-gathering?!
Love
Rob
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