Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Breath of Life

November 14, 2008 by  
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The first time I exchanged a memorable hongi was with a very distinguished maori gentleman at the Wellington Art Gallery (during a private showing of a Goldie exhibition). He looked uncomfortable standing in a line-up top heavy with

Vanish the Thought

November 12, 2008 by  
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One of the loveliest stories told during the mihi and whaikororeo was by Aunty June about Nama’s Pond’s Cream. The story of Ponds “began when Theron T. Pond, a pharmacist from Utica New York, introduced ‘Pond’s Golden Treasure’ in 1846, a witch-hazel based

Waiata of the Heart

November 11, 2008 by  
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On my first day at Primary School I was chosen for the Infants Choir, I was five years old but I remember it as if it was yesterday. My teacher was Jean Millett who taught Primer 1 at Terrace School in my home town of Waipukurau in Central Hawkes Bay. I credit her (along with

Wet And Wild

November 4, 2008 by  
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The mechanical horses beneath the bonnet of our car seemed to be straining at the bit, they wanted to gallop to the bottom of the Bombay Hills. I gave them reign. With the window wound down again I felt the wind on my face and I was reminded of

A Golden Phoenix

October 14, 2008 by  
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There’s something quite moment-defining in feeling our spirits lift, soar for however long it takes us to soar on its wings and deliver us up from out of the everydayness of our lives. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate ‘everydayness’ it’s kept my feet blessedly muddy and

Pie in the Eye

September 24, 2008 by  
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I love that the cold air is unapologetic about the way it thwacks you across the face no matter how undeserving we think we might be of such treatment. Have you ever wished you could do that to someone you feel has a complete knack for

Humble Beginnings

May 5, 2008 by  
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Humility in a person is defining. It defines the spirit of a person’s character, the essential core of who and how they are. I’ve often thought humility is bore from humble beginnings, beginnings that are remembered rather than ignored or

Puddle Jumping

June 20, 2007 by  
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When I walk barefoot through puddles it’s to remind myself that my life can be simple. Well, perhaps more simple than it is. I’m reminded that