Roadside Chats (26)
Roadside Chats (26) A week ago I returned to the Wakamarina Valley after a trip to the Golden Bay. As I neared Deep Song I met a neighbour out walking her dogs. I parked my camper in the middle of…
Roadside Chats (25) 3/12/16
Roadside Chats (25) 3/12/16 Kia ora koutou; I hope this roadside chat finds you in a peaceful space as the year draws towards its end. To those affected by the latest round of quakes; I hope you are recovering balance…
Ten recent poems (for Sacred Fractions)
Poems for reflection; 143 – 152 143 Mystic did I rise & So I Rose Where darkness glows Into The Light Of Day In mystic light, I join the fight I Am Communion’s Way I am the poor; the lion's…
Roadside Chats (24)
Roadside Chats (24) I can hardly wait! This is going to be so much fun! I know what you’ll do first! You’ll check your emails! You always do! But you’ll especially check this morning because today is May 16th, 2016.…
Roadside Chats (23)
Roadside Chats (23) The inspiration for Roadside Chats comes from the travel journals of the Japanese Poet/Monk Matsuo Basho (1644-1694). After the Christchurch earthquakes, as I drive north seeking a new life, I read Basho’s; ‘Narrow Road to the Interior.’…
Roadside Chats (22)
Roadside Chats (22) It’s good to be back at Deep Song. I value the support & aroha I’ve received since my visit to the hospital. In the solitude of the upper Wakamarina Valley emails are cherished. My memory remains clear.…
Roadside Chats (21)
Roadside Chats (21) I’m lifting a carton of books when it happens. The dream world suddenly close. Dream images leap in and out of focus… they’re too fast for identification. Something’s happening to my brain. I retreat to the camper…
Roadside Chats (20)
Roadside Chats (20) Kia ora: belated New Year's greetings. – I notice the first yellow tinges on the willow tree. Autumn begins her song. Even with its new insect-proof screens, Deep Song holds the heat during the long summer nights.…
Roadside Chats (19)
Roadside Chat’s (19) 5/12/15 It's nine months since I moved ‘up the Valley.’ Five years since the quakes. Today I begin meditation 219.’ It’s like fingering a rosary. Saying by saying I trace the circle. I'm reworking the meditations. This…
Roadside Chats (18)
Roadside Chats (18) 17/11/15 I head into a slight bend between Blenheim and Havelock. I feel tired; weak. I wonder if the anaesthetic’s still affecting me. It’s so good the colonoscopy’s over. Suddenly the Camper loses power. Something’s wrong! I…