Autumn

I was considering life and the elements which shape us as children. Initially I thought of the shapers as pressures, but now I'm not as sure. I wandered to work along a different path today... I'm not sure why. Perhaps the Autumn colours took my fancy? I walked past my marae, the BMX bike track, the council and the library. All of these things have presence in my life and have shaped me into the person I am today. Even the trees and my river, under the watchful gaze of my mountain. These aren't pressures. They are a part of pathway (literally). 

I made it to work, without incident... Well... I forgot my eftpos card and was unable to coffee it up large. I had the best conversation with one of my team members. Discussing how we encourage masculine essence in females and feminine essence in males. How this can relate back to wairua and the two (mother and father) rivers that run through each of us. It didn't go to the depth I wish the conversation could have gone to, partially because I think he felt underprepared or had not given Māoridom enough priority. He left just after midday. 

I was then alerted to the presence of some online trainings attached to my file (on everyone's files, very new). One of which is "cultural safety" and of course I opened it. I had to. I read through the questions, all seven of them, and I felt a surge of heat in a fluster on my cheeks, and so I closed it.... I think I'm allowed two attempts to answer the questions, so hopefully the open/close doesn't count. 

And here I am.