What better way to celebrate as newlyweds than to explore the world in a honeymoon adventure with your best playmate? We are extremely fortunate to have the opportunity to take a trip like this, it would not have been possible...
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Tane Mahuta
Wow. The first glimpse of something I have ever seen stand in front of my eyes. A Tree. A Kauri Tree. A 2000 year old tree. Girth's its way to the sky. Among the small trees next to it. Tiny compared to the size and wisdom of the tree, not moving, but listening and waiting, and watching. Oh the stories could be told from this tree. And the sorrow of the chainsaws nearby as the cries echoe among the roots. The Land. The sun was perched shining against the scaly bark, muscled and textured. But the size to see it in front of your eyes. The feeling of just open awe cathartic amazment looking beyond in the forest to see this father of the forest. Waiting, watching, listening. The pump and heartbeat of the earth. Here it stands, nowhere else.
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Don't be afraid to love yourself were the few words in the back of my mind as I walked among another ancient grove, to the Yakas in the Catherdral Grove. We all have the answers to everything. Its our septic tanks that clouds the true meaning and answers for our questions in life. Love is the answer. True love, compassionate non-judgemental love carries itself hand in hand. Don't be afraid to love yourself and teach people to respect the land they walk upon. There is land beneath the cement. The clutter of our souls with break down with love. Don't be afraid to love yourself. I felt a big weight off my shoulders after I felt those words upon my while walking past the river. Among other ancient kauri trees thick against the tiny toothpicks of trees that we are used to looking at. I gave me respects to the forest while I walked. To my family and friends.
We went back for a second day to visit Tane Muhuta to see the majestic existence and experience of something so profound. I sat beneath the tree from a afar and witness the many visitors to look upon this grandfather. Something caught my mind as we all sat in silence looking at the tree. I have witnessed before a many sunsets, or sunrises appears on the horizon, people all around stop and look. Everyone stands still. In the car, on the beach, on the road, everyone stops to wait. Something deeply human makes us wait until the last drop of light. We are all connected at that moment. After, the sun dips down, we go back to our usual thinking, our way of the walks and go. Everyone sitting under the tree from afar, in silence, together in awe at the point of captured beauty to see the tree fully. In silence, again. A man carries a picture frame sniffling looking up with dark glasses mourning the pass of a loved one. Looking up, holding his cry. He goes to this tree. People around me taking photographs with themselves in front of the camera. I was here. Whispers in different languages, and awed gazes. I gaze up upon the bottom of the tree beneath, thick fern fronds reaching out to the light, and see a massive girthed presence looming up to the sky. 2,000 years old. Watching, waiting, listening, to the bird sounds and the quiet sniffles and awes and laughs around. It is alive and will be for a long time. « hide more
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Reflection . . .:
I have 6 hours until I hop on a plane home. As I reflect on the last 12 months with a smile on my face, I'm rejuvenated and filled with ...( read more)
rowena: you've done a great job with these photos Ate. i like the offering one too. the color in
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Stefan Alexis: Nolen, you big, beautiful, poetic bastard your words actually made me salivate. I slobbered all o... ( more)
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