"Hiringa i te mahara" is a poignant description of the journey so far in pursuing a PhD in revitalising traditional Māori knowledge.
It is rich and striking in meaning and metaphor aimed at providing a glimpse into some of the traditional ways of knowing and ways of being - of methdology and of output.
But here methodology are thoughts powered by emotion, they are dreams and projections of the self conjuring up both enlightment as well as darkness.
They eminate from within and from beyond, of travelling to distant horizons, and of calling knowledge to present itself in forms that inspire or terrorise.
In this journey, time and place shift and move, reality becomes unreliable, darkness comes from light and certainty can only be found in ritual and in practice - in the footsteps of the gods, and of the ancients.
It was these footsteps which traversed an ever changing environment at a time when heaven and earth were torn apart, of when gods climbed into the heavens, and when men fished up countries.
And it will be these footsteps - these remnants of their power and presence which assure me a notion of safety and of certainty for the journey ahead
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Wednesday, 13 July 2011
1. Hiringa i te mahara
I was witness to the daily life of tohunga
I was a star looking out over the African continent
And with my hands I took Luke Skywalker's light sabre
bringing it down apon an atom splitting it in two
From the recesses of my mind
and with fear in my heart
I called out into the darkness of the dawn
summoning the epitome of evil
With invisible amour it stood over me
shimmering in silence
and filling my world with utter fear and despair
The tohunga's words wrapped and enveloped me
then the water received me
My unconscious mind refused to dive
and while fighting myself
at my face did Tangaroa scratch and bite me
I was both shark and prey
thrashing and diving, thrusting forward and recoiling
Until I met my foe with wide eyes opened
and seeing nothing but a myriad of blue
and the calm and depth of Tangaroa's mind itself
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I was a star looking out over the African continent
And with my hands I took Luke Skywalker's light sabre
bringing it down apon an atom splitting it in two
From the recesses of my mind
and with fear in my heart
I called out into the darkness of the dawn
summoning the epitome of evil
With invisible amour it stood over me
shimmering in silence
and filling my world with utter fear and despair
The tohunga's words wrapped and enveloped me
then the water received me
My unconscious mind refused to dive
and while fighting myself
at my face did Tangaroa scratch and bite me
I was both shark and prey
thrashing and diving, thrusting forward and recoiling
Until I met my foe with wide eyes opened
and seeing nothing but a myriad of blue
and the calm and depth of Tangaroa's mind itself
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