Storms and Setbacks

Storms and Setbacks

The odd thing was that just a moment earlier I had driven into a quiet patch where the rain had stopped and the air was still.   I flicked off my windscreen wipers and drove into a side street.   The next moment, in a blast from the skies, my little car was...
Petals on the pathways

Petals on the pathways

      You are walking along, head down, in that way of winter, trying to keep warm and dry as the rain falls. Your thoughts are dismal like the day. Then suddenly you spot a flash of colour on the path. You pick up two pink scooped petals. They look...

The kindness of oranges

  ‘Be kind’, she said, and people were during the time of Lockdown Level 4, smiling on the street, offering help with shopping, and phoning to check on friends and neighbours.   And then life reverted to busyness, rush hour traffic, and harassing by unkind...

Musing on Matariki – 1

    On Sunday, June 21, Matariki’s return will take place on the winter solstice. Although Matariki wanders around the solstice, it doesn’t often coincide in this way. This year the return of the sun and the return of the stars will happen together....

When the rain falls

  As the rain fell steadily, soaking the earth, I watched the season tilt towards winter and thought of Irihapeti.   Twenty years earlier, we sat in her Wellington garden, talking of grief and how it so often accompanies the midlife crossing.  She was...
Crossing the threshold

Crossing the threshold

Every season takes us across a threshold, where we leave behind what we have known and shift into something new. In this time of the pandemic, other thresholds present themselves as well. Today, on the edge of winter and the storytelling season, I have a story for...