Today I’m preparing Nonna’s broadbeans with first harvest from our garden. Handwritten, this is written out by a friend I don’t see much anymore but there is love and nourishment yet in the co-cooked closeness of a shared meal, or not. A different friend comes over for dinner and the love and nourishment are paid forward somehow. We give thanks for that. #grace #arohanoa #adventwords2019
Down there, in the dark unseen places, there you will find what nourishes you. There you will discover deep tendrils of strength to draw on when life’s storms come. Sit down here, can I get you a drink? A lot can’t be made sense of from a view of days and weeks but in the light of years and generations… how does that change your view of now? Let’s visit our deepest places together and nourish each other. What land are you on? Where are your people? What are you grounded in? No answers, ay? Let’s sit with the questions. #root #paikiaka #adventwords2019
I’m thinking on fragility and strength today, those bonds like love, blood, family, trust… sometimes they can feel as strong and hard as iron and sometimes as delicate and fragile as a bubble that could easily burst and disappear. We are worthy of these things wherever we find them. Those who affirm us, people who celebrate and grieve with us, people we don’t have to hide or mute part of who we are with. People who accept the call we’ve heard, the choice we’ve made. You are worthy wherever you are. Chosen just as you are. #worthy #paitonu #adventwords2019
Hanging out with friends and fam #unity #kotahitanga #adventwords2019
There is food in the eating place and blankets in the sleeping place for you. Our mess and our making. We will make room for you. This is home. I was born in Wellington, New Zealand and the spirit that forms my breath carries the Southerly off the Alps and salty water from the Straits is in my blood. I’ve lived in Melbourne for 13+ years now, but I know if there was a census tomorrow, I would travel, and family in Wellington would say: There is food in the eating place and blankets in the sleeping place for you… this is not a gift that everyone can know. #house #kainga #adventwords2019
She wears her sunhat and a backpack half as big as she is as we walk home from school. We raise her, sure, but to stay ahead of her questions, her development, her wonder… I am skipping to keep a hair ahead and in this I am raised up to meet her where she will be. We lift each other up. #raise #hāpai #adventwords2019 #goddaughterdays
This year I have started 2 new jobs, moved house and in with my partner, done a reno/fitout, helped start up a vape shop we now live behind. That’s a lot of change. I’ve never been very good at a 5-year plan… I feel like the house that comes my way, that is where I will make home. Those with whom I live and work, with them I’ll share life. An angel bears news. Is it good? Is it bad? No one can know when they answer: Let it be with me as you have said. #humble #māhaki #adventwords2019
I overslept this morning and felt ‘out’ all day. Out of step. Out of time. Outside of time. Hurry up and slow down There’s time yet. #time #wā #adventwords2019
James Baldwin – Jimmy’s Blues and Other Poems
It’s me that visits. Words that are both brand new and utterly familiar at the same time somehow. I think that’s what truth sounds like. #visit #toro #adventwords2019
These strawberry plants were a gift from Long’s garden to my own when I moved to a house that had empty garden beds. These plants have moved locations twice, been covered over with soil and recovered twice (NOT weeds!) and also moved house with me. This is their third summer, the first they have bloomed and borne fruit, and I am delighted. #unexpected #hemeaohorere #adventwords2019
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