Back on the Horse

Some would say that returning to a place of challenge is something akin to 'getting back on the horse'. This is my attempt in the written update form - becoming once again 'current' with this online journal.

And, so, to that end I'll submit the following journal entry from 7 June - I've given up trying to record or reflect in realtime on my days. Writing only becomes a release if I'm able to express something more than simply what the facts are.

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We sit, watching, waiting, looking
The warm blanket of the dawn has brought a drizzle of rain on the tail of the morn
The story behind the glass speaks of a day ordered by the clouds
The pages turn as the hours fade
Trees dance, shaking the water from their leaves
A constant fall of the heavens replenishes the earth, thirsty from the weeks past
We sit allowing the peace and warmth to wipe clean our souls
Rest fades into rest as the weeks sluff into the valley of the days ahead
The soul knows the depths of the rest
The body knows the depths of the warmth
And the spirit seeks the depths of Peace

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On a very much related note, this weekend allowed the school staff of this current training school to escape to a seaside town for a bit of R&R. Well needed and too short. The day of departure we awoke to find snow - a less than common thing for this part and elevation of NZ!!!

Only 2.5 weeks remain until we depart New Zealand for the endz of the earth.


Sunset over Akaroa Bay


A few minutes later...


Sharing a meal


SNOW!


Not quite like home, though...


Southern Alps and the Canterbury Plains - covered!