27th March

Kite Flying

This is another of those lovely, windy, outdoorsy things that are fun to do! Once you launch your little construction of paper, string, and sticks up into the wind it becomes a twisting, tugging live thing on the end of your string. It's a kind of magic transformation, filled with possibilities and breathless laughter. Here is this construction, which is definitely heavier than air, riding above you on invisible wind, and for all intents and purposes, seems to be making a good attempt at lifting you off your feet and up into the sky behind it! Such a joyful sensation. A low-tech, energy friendly, simple delight.

7th March

Following the Shoreline

I often have flying dreams, and often imagine what it must be like to be a bird aloft in the wind. Following the shoreline is a good way to find your bearings in a strange place, and I love places where different environments merge, places of change and transition. Looking down on the world from a height gives you a completely different perspective too. I always enjoy these dreams from the sensation point of view, and there is always something to learn from to take back into my waking life. You don't have to follow any of the accepted rules and wisdoms of the world in your dream life and the symbols are all of your own creating - a wonderful creative opportunity to play.

9th February

Breezes

A lovely breezy, summer day, trying to hang up the washing with your hair whipping about in the wind. I love the energy that a summery day with a fresh wind blowing gives me. I am not so keen on a howling nor'wester, they leave me exhausted and feeling shriveled up with all the moisture sucked out of my skin - great for drying the washing if you can keep it on the line. There is something good about the smell of clean cotton that has dried in the sunshine - no amount of washing additives can compensate for it!

14-1-10

Feeling the Wind in your Hair


I love the feeling of the wind in your hair and the smell of the sea. Something within me calls out for the salt sea air and the sounds of the sea birds. If I am away from the sea for too long I start to feel all stodgy and hemmed in, as if there isn't quite enough air to breathe, and no space in my head just to experience being. I get so busy being busy sometimes that I forget the need to breathe, take a pause and just listen, feel the air on your skin, the wind in your hair, and be.

11th January 2010

Sea Sprite


We spent yesterday driving up the coast and visiting a few of the little settlements that we haven't seen before. It was a gorgeous day and the sea was a deep aquamarine colour under a windy blue sky. We stopped at the river mouth of the Hurunui and admired the way the water from the river mixed with the ocean. The view at the end of the road was straight down a huge cliff - remarkably with a vertical wooden ladder down to the beach below. Spectacular and very wild. We also found the Napenape road which took us for a long meander, eventually right along the edge of the stoney beach with waves pounding a matter of metres away, and a glowing white cliff face at the end. Magical place, and well worth the trip. Gore Bay was also beautiful, with quite a few baches, and more spacious houses, built under the shadow of cliffs, and just across the road another wild and stoney beach - with a few brave kids jumping in the waves. Loved it. So, my head is now full of sea and sky and wind - and apparently a sea sprite has found her way onto my paper!