She is Wind Land washing over Water, water washing overland Drifting, Water became Blood Blood became Earth Earth became Moon Chanting, blood unearthed where flames once moved Indigenous came before Religious like ritual came before scripture. Like the earth before us, the sacred is found hidden within the womb of a woman. It is said […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]