Just as I was about to nod off last night I had a vision appear in the front of my mind of waves of black tar ebbing and flowing - moving and shimmering in front of me. My first thought was, 'What the hell is that?' and on closer inspection I realised it was oil - the oil from the Bay of Plenty?!
Doing mahi wairua or spiritual work has only been a recent phenomenon for me - for like the last 3-4 months but in all of this work it's been people who have come forward. This was the first time ever that nature itself put out it's hand for help?!
My first thought was to find a way of breaking up the oil. I tried to imagine whirl pools breaking the oil up but the same vision came back to me of the oil ebbing and flowing telling me that wasn't going to work. I then tried envisioning Tāwhirimātea using wind to break it up but the same initial vision kept coming back. I was getting so desperate that I even tried envisioning my hand in the water shaking and mixing it up to disperse it but it was futile.
In my mind I desperately tried to find the scientific ways of how oil could be separated from water all the while praying for more enlightenment and knowledge to assist me. As I thought and prayed, I felt tears begin to well up in my closed eyes, and then eventually roll down my face and in my desperation I even thought of adding my own tears to the body of water in an effort to water down the oil?! It seemed as though nothing seemed to work and the sense of helplessness began to take over me and then anger came.
In my head I went over the actions and media releases from Government and I sensed what I believed was their total failure to act quickly and decisively. I also remembered the Company of the Rena and their admission that they had little liability but would try to contribute - they have little insurance against pollution liability but they have a large amount of legal insurance incase they end up in court, so in essence the Government does not have the financial resources to challenge them.
That's when it dawned on me that if New Zealand could'nt do anything then the United States of America could and if their shorelines were threatened then they would use all their political might and resources to make the company liable.
I imagined the sea currents carrying the oil directly from NZ to the States. All the currents carrying the oil like major pipelines and at the same time urging all the kaitiaki, children and all the entities of the ocean to stay out of the way. Within a few seconds, my initial vision of the oil and the waves began to slowly change and where they now began to crash against the shore.
There was still a mixture of black oil in them but not near as much as there was in the initial vision. I prayed more, I envisioned more, I concentrated on sending all that oil to the States, and the more I did, the more the vision of oil filled waves began to dissipate. I hope that my little karakia might go some way in fixing this disaster - I know that with the combined power of prayer and of karakia that there is a higher chance of this occurring but one of the personal realisations for me was the beginning of the natural elements themselves now beginning to make requests of me....
Tangaroa piki ake
Tutarakauika piki ake
Ruamano piki ake
Taea nga kino o te wai
Kia puta ki Rangiatea
Ko te Marangai
Tau atu e rea!
Tangaroa rise up
Tutarakauika rise up
Ruamano rise up
Cleanse the impurities from the waters
So that they may rise to the heavens of Rangiatea
To fall again settling and sustaining the earth
Karakia by Hohepa Kereopa (Tūhoe)
Doing mahi wairua or spiritual work has only been a recent phenomenon for me - for like the last 3-4 months but in all of this work it's been people who have come forward. This was the first time ever that nature itself put out it's hand for help?!
My first thought was to find a way of breaking up the oil. I tried to imagine whirl pools breaking the oil up but the same vision came back to me of the oil ebbing and flowing telling me that wasn't going to work. I then tried envisioning Tāwhirimātea using wind to break it up but the same initial vision kept coming back. I was getting so desperate that I even tried envisioning my hand in the water shaking and mixing it up to disperse it but it was futile.
In my mind I desperately tried to find the scientific ways of how oil could be separated from water all the while praying for more enlightenment and knowledge to assist me. As I thought and prayed, I felt tears begin to well up in my closed eyes, and then eventually roll down my face and in my desperation I even thought of adding my own tears to the body of water in an effort to water down the oil?! It seemed as though nothing seemed to work and the sense of helplessness began to take over me and then anger came.
In my head I went over the actions and media releases from Government and I sensed what I believed was their total failure to act quickly and decisively. I also remembered the Company of the Rena and their admission that they had little liability but would try to contribute - they have little insurance against pollution liability but they have a large amount of legal insurance incase they end up in court, so in essence the Government does not have the financial resources to challenge them.
That's when it dawned on me that if New Zealand could'nt do anything then the United States of America could and if their shorelines were threatened then they would use all their political might and resources to make the company liable.
I imagined the sea currents carrying the oil directly from NZ to the States. All the currents carrying the oil like major pipelines and at the same time urging all the kaitiaki, children and all the entities of the ocean to stay out of the way. Within a few seconds, my initial vision of the oil and the waves began to slowly change and where they now began to crash against the shore.
There was still a mixture of black oil in them but not near as much as there was in the initial vision. I prayed more, I envisioned more, I concentrated on sending all that oil to the States, and the more I did, the more the vision of oil filled waves began to dissipate. I hope that my little karakia might go some way in fixing this disaster - I know that with the combined power of prayer and of karakia that there is a higher chance of this occurring but one of the personal realisations for me was the beginning of the natural elements themselves now beginning to make requests of me....
Tangaroa piki ake
Tutarakauika piki ake
Ruamano piki ake
Taea nga kino o te wai
Kia puta ki Rangiatea
Ko te Marangai
Tau atu e rea!
Tangaroa rise up
Tutarakauika rise up
Ruamano rise up
Cleanse the impurities from the waters
So that they may rise to the heavens of Rangiatea
To fall again settling and sustaining the earth
Karakia by Hohepa Kereopa (Tūhoe)
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