I want to tell a story today, it is one of many stories that pop up now and then from Miss 6 and 3/4 year old Teia…
We were having dinner tonight (roast chicken!) and she says quite confidently, “I think the wish bone can come from either the leg or the wing.”
“Oh” I said having an internal chuckle!
Now my initial thought was to correct her, but I thought, no, I will allow her that moment of confidence and belief that the wishbone actually “can come from either the leg or the wing” and one day she may eventually find out that it actually comes from somewhere else!
She has always been big on the wishbone when it comes to chicken in our house. She’s always trying to hunt it down and if you dare get it before her, she’ll let you know about it and when she does get it before you, she’ll let you know about it too!
But never have we talked about where the wish bone actually comes from, even though she has found it before on many occasions from the actual place where it comes from!
Now I’m not sure really what my point is here, other than the fact that I wanted to tell the story because it was SO funny at the time but also, sometimes I think things are better left as they are, especially for a little girl whose confidence comes not from having to get everything right all the time but from having the believe and confidence that anything is possible…
This rock is very definite today; the lines and colours are solid and permanent.
Trust is a big word. I’ve started to write about this in many posts before, but for whatever reason the kōrero didn’t feel right, so I left it… and now it has come back! And sometimes the things that are hardest to post are the most important.
Issues of trust have presented themselves to me often over the past month and when I look back on this year, I realize that my life has been one big trust! The things that I have created, the journeys I have embarked on, the decisions that I’ve made have all been decisions of trust.
And I feel like I’ve come to a point, you know that point where all you need to take is one more step and then you’re there? But that one step is a step that you keep trying to take your whole life… some take that step and some don’t.
But its there, within your grasp, and for whatever reason, you find it the hardest thing to do, even though it requires just that one step…
So I’m at this special place, it’s like all the issues of the past have come to the present, ready to be released so that I can just take that one step… This feels like the biggest trust of all, but it will only take one step…
I was walking today, being present in my surroundings and I was amazed at how much I took in. I walked to town which is only half an hour but in that time I saw so many things… scenes presented to me, full of messages, I would have missed them if I was not fully present.
So I experienced many things today but the highlight was during the walk home, seeing the old lady who lives in the white stucco house on the corner. She’s over 90 years old, but she was out in the sunshine tending to her garden as I walked by. And if you were to see her garden you would agree that it is immaculate!
I stopped briefly to talk and I told her how wonderful her gardens look and she replied, “oh they need some work and I’m going to mow the lawns this afternoon!” My gosh!
And that old lady, she’s always been like that, as long as I’ve known her to be the old lady on the corner. And to top it all off, she even dressed the part. She had her sneakers on like she was gonna run a marathon!
Sometimes we can be inspired by the most unlikely of things, but this old lady she inspires me every time I see her out there tending to her garden. I always find myself looking to her house even as I drive by, just to see her gardens so alive and to be reminded that – hullo – I’m not even 40 years old yet so I should just stop complaining about all the aches and pains and get on with it – for goodness sake lol
I’ve just looked back over the past few days and realised that the rocks I’ve painted have been either white, grey or yellow! Maybe a bit boring, but for me the colours suit my moods and what has been going on in my life at the time. And I’ve definitely been in a contemplative space lately, thinking lots about the future and the coming six months.
And perhaps these colours also reflect this time of year…
So a blue rock today, and when I look back to all the blue rocks I’ve painted this year, they have been times of transition, moving from one place to another and coming back into balance.
My thoughts go back to one of my first blue rocks I painted in Feb which was all about water… a theme that has been strong in my life over the past six months and will continue into 2012, Water is also about who I am so coming back into my own and speaking my truth…
So I’m creating this space within and my physical creative space at home has changed too, reflecting more and more each day – who I am and nurturing my spirit.
I received a couple of CDs in the mail today and was so inspired and warmed to hear Acoustic Activists play and sing their beautiful waiata. I am moved and hopeful that here in Aotearoa, we have the ability to share our messages with the world in a way that can make a difference. Ngā mihi aroha ki a koutou! : )
Why do I paint koru? A friend prompted me to write about this, when she asked me what the circles that I paint mean to me…
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been drawn to circles and spirals. As a child in school I used to create borders for my assignments that were continuous koru. I would watch nature’s many patterns and shapes and am still in awe of them today. So nature inspires me to create spirals…
I also feel relaxed when painting spirals on to rocks. I go into a meditative space where I’m fully present with the rock and as I paint I’m totally in the spiral going round and round with it. Sometimes the spiral can go on for a long time and other times it will stop soon after it started. But each time I draw or paint the spiral, it relaxes me and is very calming.
And the more I paint circles and spirals, the more I find out about them as a universal symbol. They are embedded in many cultures and symbolic of many things; life, new beginnings, growth, change, simplicity, balance… and everyday I find new meaning for the koru which inspires me to tell more stories through them.
And right now spirals and circles feel very much a part of me and who I am. They have messages that I want to share, often messages that aren’t revealed to me until further down the track and their simplicity and perfection draws people in, and this encourages me to continue to create them.
I heard this kōrero today from Trevor Moeke – the regional manager for Te Wānanga o Aotearoa here in the East. It was at the wānanga graduation that he spoke about kina… and he went on and on and on about kina…
But the gist of his kōrero was about how kina is such a delicacy and when we eat kina or even before we eat the kina, we salivate and work up to eating it and then when we do eventually eat it, we savour the taste in our mouths, waiting for the next bit to go in, all the time looking after this kai from Tangaroa…
And so he likened the kina to our dreams our aspirations, something special to be nurtured and cared for. When we look after our kina we are taking responsibility for our own destiny…
And his last words were, that reaching our destiny is not without its challenges and those spikes of the kina represent those heke, those times where we have to really dig deep to achieve our dreams but if we can endure and work through those challenging times, then therein lies the hua, the delicacy, the dream, there for the taking, for eating, to enjoy and take in… hei oranga mo te tinana, te hinengaro me te wairua… as health and wellbeing, it nurtures, our body, mind and spirit.
You had to be there to fully appreciate the kōrero but it was a wonderful way to end the LONG graduation ceremony.
And why kina? Because apparently they don’t get oysters in Waipiro Bay where he’s from so kina is it!