Tuesday, December 24, 2013


When the world was full of wonder...

Do you remember when?


We have forgotten simple wonder. 
Life's magic is buried beneath worry and fear. 
Just because we are adults it does not mean it isn't there.
tweets from 09:11 - 18 Dec 2013

For You

Find your dreams & live them. 
Re-ignite your life, your loves & appreciate them. 
You're awesome there is none other like You. 
Be strong. 
tweet from 10:42 - 18 Dec 2013


May regret not follow you.
May foresight keep you real.
May hindsight fill those spaces,

dark, lonely and confused.
May love come to you.
tweet from - 23:45 - 18 Dec 2013

Life is Learning is Life

Love, let go
Life's an adenture
Truth a fading mystery
Explore examine history
Life is Learning
Learning is Life
Question what's right
11:47 - 19 Dec 2013

Anxiety My Friend

Anxiety has become my best friend.
I need to choose better friends.
07:55 - 08 June 2013

Twitter Vid and Pics

Monday, December 23, 2013

22 Dec 2013 - Selection -

A selection from 22 December 2013

Im looking at the vices I have conquered & yet to conquer. 
Who will I stop serving in 2014. 
Who will not profit off my weakness any longer?

Change has to happen or we all will perish. 
By we I mean the air, the land, the water & all the inhabitants of this blue beauty.


There are no more tomorrows. There is only today. To live, love and play.

You know I love you

You know I love you. Maybe I always will. Thank you for everything. It was magical. May your journey be one of beauty. Love be with you.

tweet - 11:54 - 19 Dec 2013

My Inklings

These inklings were thought of and tweeted in real time. 
Start time 22:55 - 19 Dec 2013 - End time 23:31 - 19 Dec 2013
They follow my journey of seeing the world as I do from when I was a young girl through til today.

1st inkling: trusting those who are there to take care of you & don't. (I think ppl do the best they can, some end up learning some don't.)

2nd inkling: Sunday school "Jezabelle caked in make up drippin jewels wicked one!" Later ladies caked in make up drippin jewels leave church

3rd inkling: no one listens to anyone. Arguments lead to fights. Everyone is wrong everyone is right. No one learns. It makes no sense.

4th inkling: for fashion's sake. Everyone had to have what was HOT whether they needed it or not. None created their own just copy clones.

5th inkling: regurgitated crap roll over fashions in all industries nothing original. No new plots, themes, ideals. Cookie cutter conformity

6th inkling: More more more! Food, clothing, cars, houses, homes, holidays. LESS family time 'kid gardens' MORE pressure stress. Less sanity

7th inkling: govts & corps opening loop holes pulling together in secrecy to tye all their little agendas up carry out 'the bigger picture'

Now: panic as 'terror' rhetoric isn't enough, agendas being pushed hard, glamour greed at it's peak, human rights being breached, reality TV

When people say, "There is peace and security," then sudden destruction will come upon them 1 Thes3 5:3

Learning to live
and let go.
Learning to love
and let go.
I don't want
to miss a moment.
By holding on
to what has been
and what has gone.
10:47 - 19 Dec 2013

This piece was inspired by David Meade's - @checkback

For me this piece made me think about the life I am living 
and the life that is being lived around me.
For me I think the piece gives food for thought
and I think some good messages.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Waimapu My River

I walked beside my river
In the early morn
I happened upon a pukeko
He froze proud yet torn

I said "Hello baby"
He fled in an awkward flap
I laughed relishing the contact

In a clearing I rested some
Listening to a keen ruru
Hooting in the morning light

I came to the end
And watched as a tui
Coasted into a tall poplar tree

Then a shadow large coasted
before me on the field
I turned one way nothing
the other way nothing

I checked again
there he was soaring
across the river
the majestic predator
our harrier hawk

I was elated to have seen such beauty
in a short space of time
and in such a under utilized space
joy bubbled within I was thankful

I turned to retrace my steps
and head home
I stopped again in the clearing
leaning upon a weeping willow

I heard commotion on the water
Then I saw them two black teal
Babies it seemed coasting through the water
being startled by their own shadows

I love these duck
they are so beautiful
and neat in their stature
Unique they are

So home I walked
with added vigor
from the beauty I had
been fortunate enough
to have witnessed.

No Tauranga ahau
Ko Mauao te maunga
Ko Waimapu te awa
Ko Camelia taku ingoa

Friday, January 4, 2013

Words - Sharon O'Neill (lyrics) NZMusic

Let me out like the new blood at the slaughter
I’ve been dying to get out here for a long time now
And I can’t for the life of me think of any place I’d rather be
When I sing this song I feel inside of me

Words just a breath away from my hand
Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

If one day I can get that break I’m running after
I’ll be moved just like a porn before the queen
It’s who you know you know
It’s a touch, it’s touch of class it might, it might not even last.
But baby let me ride it to the betterment.

Words just a breath away from my hand
Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

Words just a breath away from my hand
Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you.
We will not take a shot at you and I, I see blue
When I lie down and think of you
I’m already there

Words just a breath away from my hand
Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

Maybe - Sharon O'Neill (lyrics) NZMusic

Maybe you don’t know me, and maybe that’s why you've hurt me.
Words can cut so deep they just get in the way.

I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.
Well maybe.

If we just talked more
Then maybe, it might have worked out, for us
I’ll move my things out of here.
It’s better that way.
It was just the situation, we had different expectations.

I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.
Well maybe.

and I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.
and maybe, that’s where we went wrong.
So wrong.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

~ it was you ~

confused daze

time for beginning
time to reflect
time to grieve
time to move on

all that was
all that wasn't
all that is 
all that isn't


past and present

i smile
while i die
i laugh
while i cry


new beginnings
never endings
now fending
love pending

past days spent in my head I couldn't get away from me in there
the world seeming one dimensional and nearly out of reach
unable to ask for help some invisible barrier I couldn't breach
so I sat soaking in angst waiting for the fissures in the veneer

readying self for escape from a clouded state of numbed mind
waking in head splitting pain from forgotten dreams I'm haunted
through frowning brow I tackle the day lack lustre