i left my camera on the bus

as i sit here on the hill close to wellington

i look out over the glowing sun shining through the clouds

over ocean

over sea

this place infuses itself into me

tears from within

fall into the ground

like small drops that lead to the ocean

there is something here that i cannot fathom

something amazing

unknowable

majikal

this world

this time

those eyes

these currents

my heart

all the threads that have bought it all together

i stitch it back together

into a place

a new space

we read poetry today

and stitched

went to the ocean

and my heart made an offering to the sea

i feel what i do not know

and flow with what i cannot sew

and it all comes to pass

in stitches

the quiet beauty i think i have fallen

so.....

i am scared

and I stand up

thank you colin, thankyou India, thankyou Felicity, thankyou pounamu, thankyou ocean, thankyou sun, thankyou thankyou thankyou

aoteorea aroha aroha

IIIIIIIIIImbiIIIIIIIIIIIIII

welly well ing tonne

hey back in wellington after a big circle around mt.taranaki in a red bubble.....

went to an amazing festival and met great people....highlight was beat boxing and dancing for 3 days and collapsing in a group laughing fit with 10 people rolling around in big lugs of hysterics...also potentially gettting told off for having too much fun!!!! silly sillies but lovely to be with nice people...

realise i am a soul (sole) traveller and have been spending a lot of solo time, which is good cos it makes the people i meet warm and lovely. am looking forward to workshops, even though the town of paraparaumu is a shithole, i am camping next to people who have lived 15 years in the campground....fark methinks. i just want to be around a campfire singing badass 80's songs and giving lots of hugs to people....havn't had a hug for a few days and think i need one....

perhaps tomorrow....

well well wellington...just drank cuban coffee (best yet in nz) and am buzzing, thinking about mazes and trying to work out my own...stuck in my own labryinth of chaos, needing some paint and a big board to sort it out, but they don't fit inside my back pack and little tent tucked in the shit caravan park. I want to camp on the beach again.

city hums behind me, think i might wander in the sun and catch some sniff of something to keep me purring on this path....missing my family and world.

Christ's church

Ahh I find myself in the lovely sunshine in christchurch...cruising around on a little bike with a crazy pink helmut searching for string!
Life is full of adventures over here in New Zealand, am loving the endless summer fun and happy times. Market market fun everywhere
music music wish i was totally healthy and blissing in sunlight bliss....
not sure what i will do tomorrow
galloping across the bay soon to the north
smelling coffee and tui tui
blessed by this green land
kiaora
xx