The summer of 1996/1997 was one of the most formative of my life experience thus far. It culminated in my venturing to the Festival of Possibilities in March 1997, and it was here that I would meet perhaps the most important woman of my life (once again, thus far). Annette was sitting with her partner at the …
I remained glued on the spot where I stood until the women broke out into Waiata (a song used to commemorate a special occasion for the Mauri people), and then I slowly turned and walked away back through the forest and down the hill to the sound of the women singing echoing through the forest. …
(This a is story from the mid-1990s when I was living in the Tasman Bay region picking apples in the late summer… a wondrous and wild story) It was a beautiful day in Tasman Bay when I strolled into the garden at Gabby’s home and found Kiriana sitting and drinking tea. She knew that I …