The Forth and Last leg…Part 1
Hello My Friends,
Now I am in California.
I’ve been traveling for about a month now. It has been quite the experience. I have had a much-needed breather and vacation. I am sad it is coming to an end. I have finally made it to California tho!!! I was moved almost to tears when I first got to Azuza where my aunt once lived. I had planned to visit her there but wasn’t able to visit her in CA at all. I only was able to visit her after she had moved out of state. It was a strange feeling finally visiting the town after many years of waiting. I felt closer to her, altho she is sadly no longer with us. Azuza was her home through some of her biggest life and career roles.
This past month has been about rediscovering myself and developing my faith. It has definitely been an answer to my prayers. I am pleased to say that I feel truly blessed and joyful again😊. I found joy and experiences in things I thought I couldn’t have for myself. I am truly grateful for this opportunity and endeavor of courage. I thank God for opening the doors and making ways for this to happen. Azuza was named after the Azuza Street revival in LA. There are numerous books on the revival.
Like the revival, I felt closer to God in California than I expected to. I had heard how bad that stare was faith wise the for many years… But there was this cross that as erected up hight somewhere. No matter where we went we could see it. It gave us, speedily me such peace…
It really moved me emotionally and reminded me of the movie Paul Hogan did. Titled “Almost an Angel” I suggest you watch it. It is definitely one of the best movies I have seen! I wish they made more movies like this!
Honesty I did not have as much time to write like I thought I would. However, I did work on my books when able. There was so much to do and take in! I mean look at this hotel!! It not only had a covered pool it had a swimming river that went under and around spots. I wish I had been able to swim… They also have gardens all over inside
I spent some time in Anaheim with my sister and her best friend.
Then we went to long beach to visit it with her friend and her family. I learned and participated in brewing coffee according to her friend’s home country’s customs. It is something that she does with company and gatherings. She roasted unroasted green coffee beans in a small flat iron pan/bowl over a burner outside. (Something we do with popcorn seeds.) When they were brown she then cooled them with a fan on an on a plate. Proceeding to grind them in a mortar and pestle. Then brewing the coffee in a traditional clay pot with water and some seasoning, topped with a horsehair plug to keep it from over boiling. Finally, when done she poured each of us some with a little cream if and sugar if we wished in tiny cups. It took a long time to make but it was well worth it! I wish I hadn’t have lost the images I took. Here is one I found as an example of the brewing jug and drinking cups. Kinda reminds me of a Saki set and jug, tea set, or Tai coffee set.
If you are interested in learning more about different ways different cultures do coffee you should go here. https://www.culturallyours.com/2019/10/12/traditional-ethiopian-coffee-ceremony/
She said she was sad she hadn’t any popcorn because she usually serves both together. It was a truly beautiful experience and she and her family have an amazing story. I loved each and every one of them ❤!
Stay safe and God blesses you today and Always!!
╰ღ╮ Amy Jane Sandberg╰ღ╮