Monday, October 20, 2014

Birds of a Feather

October 6, 2008 by  
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My soul feels sluggish lately, like it’s carrying extra weight around that has slowed it’s progress. It’s frustrating and peeving at the same time! It’s like being in charge of something that has both a life and mind of its own but you’re still expected to keep charge of it!

Raukatauri Music Therapy Centre

October 1, 2008 by  
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The Raukatauri Music Therapy Centre provides music therapy for special needs children of school age and younger. It is New Zealand’s first music therapy centre. The idea grew from a Kiwi family’s experience of music therapy in

TubB or not TubB

September 27, 2008 by  
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As time goes by I’m more and more convinced that what matters most to us, is not ultimately, what matters most to a single other person in the world. And why is that? Because unless we’ve taken the time to explain in depth to a single other person why we think and

Perfume

September 19, 2008 by  
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Perfume tells us something about the wearer. Like steak it can be blue, well-done, medium well and burnt (and everything in-between!) Whatever way a person prefers it the depth of the scent has a way of staying with us long after that person has left the building.

Pearl Jam

September 12, 2008 by  
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How hard is it would you say to find the beauty in hardship? Very I would say. Hardship is just that way isn’t it, sort of like having to crack through the tough outer shell of a situation or even a person. It’s not easy. But to think that

Monday Monday

August 25, 2008 by  
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Grey winter days can be comforting or dreary depending on a person’s internal barometer reading. Mine says comforting today. And the outlook for tomorrow is more of the same. It’s 6.35am here and the local birdlife are awake and bustling. They seem impatient for

Spit Polishing

August 21, 2008 by  
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When I was younger, I learnt the art of spit polishing shoes. It’s an exacting art, an all consuming one. There comes with the forward one, backward one swish motion a conscious sense of being lulled into a quieting submission by the sound alone.

Reality Check

August 13, 2008 by  
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It’s strange when we learn something about someone that we’ve known for a while that makes us realise just how far from that person’s reality we really are despite their being close in proximity to us. Not knowing makes our

“Dreams From My Father”

August 4, 2008 by  
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I read Barack Obama’s book “Dreams from My Father” a while ago now. It’s an easy read but raises some very complex issues. Issues of race and inheritance. Issues like the

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