Author: Amiria Raumati

Sacred Geometry

  They came to me,   Grandmothers whaling like our Kui   during a tangi but in a foreign tongue.   Markings adorned their chins but   symbols from distant sands,   Geometric lines stretched like   horizons greeting the Sun. They came to me, called me like a mother calls her child in from […]

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The Red City

Life is like a rug, Intrinsically woven by hand each thread binding the wisdom of its people. Story-lines that echo through the Mountains, Rivers and the Seas.   As the melodic call to prayer evaporates into the air so too the whispers of the ancestors that once filled the medina in this ancient city of […]

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Children of the Sun

It’s not that were broken, It’s that were evolving at a pace  that is crushing old belief systems and upgrading our DNA. This path is deep, And the wounds we once licked are now offered up as medicine. We are not wounded, We are Awakened. As we move into the expanding currents of Hina we […]

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Blood Memory

I remember the day the earth opened up for me, breathing me into being Through a long line of women Just to create me. Where red rivers ran free carrying the dreams of a people across oceans of rich history, navigating space from the stars through pacific seas. I remember when stories molded the thoughts […]

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Kaitiakitanga

She speaks in tongues, folding mountains between her lips. Papatūānuku has nourished my knowing since I was in the womb of my mother. As I massaged her skin with my feet, she transmitted electromagnetic frequencies throughout every cell of my body. As I climbed the limbs of Rakau, cosmologies activated my cellular memory. As I […]

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