Have you asked yourself what poetry really is? Ever wondered why poetry even exists? Have you asked yourself what poetry is? Now's your chance to find out from the "experts".
To be the upholders of expression is to fight the good fight, to safeguard the revolutionary act of being creative, to ensure that the message we are communicating to the world is one that will push us towards a future that we have all had a hand in creating.
We can ride out what comes our way
and rest in the moments
when we make it through.
Rock bottom tends to provide one of two outcomes; quitting or persevering. We are interested in the persevering, in seeing rock bottom as a springboard in disguise.
Who doesn’t envy the life of a travel blogger? Well, a couple of months ago, I got to live the dream. I got a little taste of travel writing. This Easter 2019 was a life-changing time for me. Not only did I have the opportunity to journey to Rome on pilgrimage, but I also had the chance to visit Madrid, Torreciudad, and Barcelona in Spain. It was a time of reflection, of inspiration, and of wonder.
It is okay to let it go. It is okay
If it feels like a layer of skin that you need to wiggle out of
A layer keeping you small.
Shed it. Make space.
I challenge you, when opportunity comes knocking, when something catches your attention, even for just a moment, lean in to it. Feel the discomfort of something new and start anyway. In our passion we must find the courage to start something.
I can see your light. You shine. But can you? Explore that. Where is it hiding?
The past week has been a chorus. The voices of Aotearoa are one, strong, and stand together. This is what has been proven. We are one. We are strong. We stand together.
Today the Seed Waikato bloggers add their voices to the chorus echoing up and down this land which we share. We sing of support, of love, of our common humanity. Kia kaha.
Last Sunday I had the joy of sharing my story with a bunch of dreamers and doers at the Hamilton Gardens Arts Festival. I was stomach churning nervous and my hands were shaking so much that I thought I might do an unintentional #micdrop. But the sun shone on the day (both literally and figuratively), and I enjoyed every second of it.
Sometimes you need to take the journey from your head into your heart and just feel - the layers, and layers, and layers of feelings. Not just the surface level - not just the ones you have words for, but the deeper emotion, the ones that are hidden that you aren’t able to explain. Sometimes you need to exist in the messy space of feeling all of those things, but not try to understand them just yet. The barista at Coffee Culture reminded me of that.
In order to seize this new year; to begin anew, we must be ready to make changes to our lives that are brave and courageous and have a positive impact on our well being and the well being of those around us. It is now, as a new year folds out in front of us, that we must take stock of the year that was.
The millennial generation is a young one, and we are building this plane while we are flying it, our stereotype will no doubt change and shift as our generation grows, sometimes we will be met with negativity, sometimes indifference, sometimes excitement. This is the magical thing about being a Millennial, we really can be apart of the change we want to see.
At the center of this bold new world is finding unity in diversity. Unity and diversity. Two words that completely contradict one another in a literal sense. So how can both of these ideas co-exist? How can we find that balance? How do we make sense of this proverbial yin and yang?
Recognize the circumstances you were situated in when you were forming - the patterns, responses, ways of existing that you need to unlearn to show you that there is more to life. You are worth taking the time to begin to understand the patterns. You are worth doing the work to slowly, delicately, rewire them with grace, and you are more than them. There is so much more out there.
You may be envious of jealous of the lives that you think that others have, but if you talk to anyone for long enough, they’ll show you their scars. We’re all struggling just as much as you are. Maybe if we were all open and honest about how much our lives suck, we wouldn’t all have to pretend that everything’s good all the time. And all it takes is to just look around.
In the nine months since I got an Instagram account, I’ve learnt heaps about myself, about the creative process, and about people. I’ve written things I didn’t think I could write. Seen stuff in ways I couldn’t have predicted. It’s been a conversational journey. And the ride is far from over.
It’s risky, rewriting your story. You've been living according to it. This is all you know. But the unknown is worth seeking - it is a place of someone returning, of mutual healing, of security. A place of knowing that your wounds are worth loving.
One woman's march would rattle the very foundations of the structure, it would cut through the stale air of the government building, it would cause heads to turn, it would change the world. What should have been another day at the office, was suddenly shattered. It was shattered by the click of one woman’s heels.
I hope people can turn their hunger for change into being empowered to make things happen themselves. And I hope art, and imagining and dreaming the world to be different, holds a place of importance in that process.