108. Visitors from afar

Late in the night and around my own bed
footsteps are heard and shadows are seen
But neither malevolent or danger is felt
as I slumber deeply while trying to wake

And into a dream I find myself fall
until I am sitting upright in my bed
where I turn and I see outside my window
an Alien space ship surrounded by fog

Having no fear cept pangs of excitement
I step from my bed and out onto the carpet
but all around me the scenery changes
where a tent is constructed around my own bed

A reality as low and as dense such as ours
prohibits our visitors from moving with ease
So standing together, outside space, outside time
we can meet, we can heal, until our hearts climb

93. Fairy Lights

In the dim of my bedroom with the curtains now pulled
from the shine of the moon and the bustle of night
little lights twinke, fizzle and flash
the brightest of blue or sparkles of white

The fairies are here and with fun and with flair
they reveal themselves to me to show they are near
They're patupaiarehe who once long ago
lived amongst people and helped them to grow

They showed them the future as well as time travel
by using site lines and ornately carved pou
They cured the ill, they punished the guilty
but reveled and shone at the drop of a song

And now do they come, albeit to me
to my own home in the heart of suburbia
and begin to surround me as they once did
to all of my ancestors with joy and with glee

80. Life abroad

Filled to the brim with beauty and love
I feel myself float and rise off the ground
I gather momentum and continue to rise
and break through the atmosphere with sonic sound

Within a few seconds I boom once again
and land on a planet of somewhere afar
I'm met by a man who gives me a drink
enabling me to wander about

I see a vast culture of cities and people
going about, their very own day
but I'm also aware as I feel people near
of a slight twinge of darkness, of pain and of fear

I once had a vision to heal my own kin
and fill all of their lives with love and with grace
but it seems that this vision will also extend
to all of our brethren, spread across God's own face....

79. Medicine from afar

A gold Moai stands to a backdrop of stars
shining yellow and gold as opposed to our white
A star scape or night sky of a land from afar
is what I now look at in wonder and awe

Rongoa or medicine comes from our plants
it comes from the earth, the water and air
Similarly must it come from the elements
which give this new World it's own life and own form

"May I have some? Not for me - for my planet?"
I ask the Mowai who looks down with a smile
and instantly do I breathe in gold air
and bask in the radiance of these foreign stars

It fills my whole body, my spirit and mind
and fills me with beauty and lifts me up high
I turn and I thank the gracious Moai
for these gifts and his grace, which makes my heart cry...

67. Divine Love

Sitting beside me I'm filled with excitement
as attendants adorn us and clothe us together
In my hair do I wear blossoms and twigs
from beautiful peach trees of the most vibrant pink

Over your own handsome face do my adoring eyes fall
as your crystaline skin both shimmers and shines
and with oval, dark eyes as black as the cosmos
you look at me sweetly bringing peace to my heart

Quartz crystal flecks glimmer across your forehead
casting a memory of when I first saw you
Where deep in a star did your unborn soul sleep
but feeble and sick from years of neglect

With all of my heart and all of my soul
I covered you all with healing blue light
and now do I look on your amethyst nose
and trace the faint smile of your amethyst mouth

From opposite ends of the Cosmos itself
from differing times and different realities
shall star children be joined in a magical union
bringing about the creation of a new tree of souls

53. Hauora Waiora

I turn to my partner whose stricken with fear
his eyes wide open and almost in tears
I look straight past him and see the door open
turning instead from it's opposite side

Fear and darkness now fill the room
so I leap from my bed and onto my feet
Objects now move with sinister smiles
plodding and moving slowly twards him

I lay hands apon them and say the Lord's Prayer
but falter and cough and forget all the words
"Go into the Light" I hear myself shout
and blow cross the top of them watching them fall

I glance at my partner whose no-longer there
instead a poor soul's thrashing on our own bed?!
I straddle his body and hold his arms down
and dribble saliva three times in his mouth

"Go into the Light" I say to his demons
while using the sacredness of my own spittle
After 3 times his body succumbs and his face
all forlorn is now sweet and serene

In times when my voice or words may escape me
I know there are other tools I can use
Tāne breathed life into the first maiden
and whose very own water cleanses the soul

Blessed are we whose body's a vessel
guided and used by all that is good
For it is not us who does all this work
but the spirit of others and all who come through

52. Daughter of the Ocean

Deep in a dream she visited me
so I sat with the others, down at her feet
Descended from Tangaroa and daughter was she
of Rakataura from the Tainui canoe

Over all does she reign who dwell in the Sea
whether fish, whether taniwha, coral or whale
and here was this woman imparting to me
the story of Waikanae, while I was on leave

There are Waikanae many all over the World
all over the country as well this coast
but this single name links them together
a singular fountain of info and story

This is the place, of "bleeding hearts"
of where the forlorn come to be cured
and where all the healers come near and afar
and offer their love, their hearts and their prayers

This is where journeys end and begin
where waka set sail and people come in
A singular hub on the Wellington coast
for seafarers from the mighty Pacific

It's also the place where spirits were banished
out into the depths of our darkest oceans
Wiremu Ratana sending them there
due to their obstinance and unfounded fears

She takes us all down to the Waikanae shore
but I fear to tread out onto the sand
As I stand on the grass I see weather bombs
black menacing clouds, lightening striking the water

And out of the depths come dark lonely figures
one noticing me and moving towards me
"Get back in that water" I hear myself say
and see it move backwards, out into the wake

A powerful lesson learnt on this day
of the history and meaning in the name of this bay
Of what to look out for before setting sail
of healing or dispelling souls and their pain

46. Healing hands

Running through scrub and out onto footpaths
I'm taking shortcuts and avoiding pursuit
Men fuelled by anger, by darkness and more
covet my footsteps - chasing me now

They stop to rest and take in the surroundings
leaning on bushes, on trees and on logs
"He" takes my hand and places it down
on a log which is touching all that they see

The spirit that heals reaches them now
and lays them down permanently amongst all the trees
cause hands that can heal, can also defend
but my heart is now startled by such a sad end...