On Saturday morning, I had a « Zoom » meeting with my cousins, and my grand-parents, who were celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary. We had organised delivering them flowers and almonds, and two aunts of mine physically joined them, and brought chocolate cake, and of course champagne! The same champagne we had been drinking a couple of years ago, together (it sounds almost surreal now), in Summer 2019, at J & J’s wedding.
The later they could organise this online event, was 5 pm, in France, as my aunts had to go back home before curfew.
I therefore got up at 4.55 am, and, as I was connecting with my cousins, I was very close to growing up, and still am, in some ways, I could see the sun rise, through my window. I staid there, speaking with my family, looking at their faces, with the sun rising in front of me.
I am feeling so recharged, as if a very deep layer of me had been nourished by this moment. Connecting with my whanau, as the sun was flooding Te Whakaraupō with its vivifying light. Softly, slowly, but so powerfully!