Is it getting harder for you to find things to celebrate? Not me. This is the time when the crema of being human rises – rich and strong. We remember we need each other to survive. People are reaching out to their neighbours, sharing what they have, sharing small graces. I hope this pandemic changes everything and the new world order is a kinder, more considerate and generous place. Where’s the party at when we beat this?
#onward #whakahari #celebrate
Figs! Out of my reach though… what are you waiting for to ripen and come within reach? #ripe #pakare
We carry the work with us, even when we leave. Leaves of work. Leave from work. Leave work behind, it’s Friday. #work #mahi
Yesterdays word was seek… Sharing this one from a bushfire fundraising gig at the Forum over the weekend hosted by Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer. Something in these lyrics seeks justice. We sang for justice. We asked questions of the dark – of our fear and yearning. What do you seek? #seek #rapu
Is it dry? Is it a spring? Is it a, somehow, living thing? It is a song. It is the bird. It is the book. It is the Word.
#spring #puna
Do not drink! We cannot santise our fear or make it clean. Sit with it, recognise it, and know it for what it is. This is not fit to drink. Look for the source of living water that drives out all fear, it is the same that runs through all creation’s veins. #drink #inu
Sometimes the journey is no further than your own backyard. Seeds to stardust. Carbon to compost. I touch infinity. I stay right here. #journey #haerenga
Today we celebrate. We celebrate you exist. The spark of life that’s in only you and no one else. Lashings of strawberries and cream and love. #celebrate #whakahari
Sheets to rags. Beeswax candle to furniture polish. Embers to art. What can you save and turn to good purpose? #saved #kiaoraai
This is a flash back to a previous post: Letters from Grace.
“To whoever sees this…”
Someone called Grace has been leaving notes on a lamp post I walk past. And I came to wonder whether there is a person called ‘Grace’ or whether the grace is the space being offered.
I wrote some signs for the lamp posts myself. Anyone can give grace.
Anyone can testify.
#testify #taunaki
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