Don’t make em, live em!

There is something about classic film photography that gets me excited. You get one shot and one shot only (well sort of but let me get all deep and meaningful on you guys). Photography has taught me so many life lessons.

– Don’t capture the moment, be in the moment

– Always take time to recharge your batteries to the fullest so you can always capture a moments full potential

– Never be afraid to try new angles

– If you don’t get it the first time…try again

– There is always a chance to develop the negatives

And the cool thing is? I have only just begun.


These probably ain’t blogs…but what even is social norm

My partner asked me tonight ‘did anything amazing happen today’. I would usually say something about the famous person I interviewed, or something spectacular I felt I done.
But no, my answer was. “Yup. I woke. I am living.”

For me that was an awesome thing. At work I met two amazing rangatahi from around the world who are apart of the YWAM kaupapa. They go into communities around the world and serve out of the kindness of their hearts. Now if I can take an excert out of a couple of notes they left with me “Life is more than work and money and acceptance from the people around you.”

Now I would never in a day blame the way I am for the acceptance of others but I will and would say that I was the way that I was to be accepted by others. I felt that I needed to paint my canvas with the wring shades in order to be the painting that I thought I needed to be.

Their korero only made me realise and help me to better on my days of giving. 364 days to go…geez how fast hehe.

Now my highlight of the day (pic) was seeing my mother in law in her garden. It has taken her 6 years to revive it but it just made me happy. To see someone who has had a hand in raising many people do something for herself and literally watch the fruits flourish. I look forward to one day dipping her strawberries in chocolate sauce or maybe even a fresh salad.

But for now I sit in comfort knowing that even though there are weeds with bad roots bigger than my thighs the foundations of the garden still remain the same…and when you too are ready to start your garden fresh. I hope it brings you comfort too 

Mauri ora & pomarie.

Here’s to the next 365 days

10 years ago…I remember.

When I first started lying. Never to hurt anyone. I just lied my way to the center of attention.

It was my 10th birthday! (We never celebrated our birthdays or any holiday at that matter with my Dad, it just wasn’t his thing and that was ok.)

But growing up the social norm for every 10 year old was to have a party. So I lied, I told all my friends at Rangikura primary in Porirua I had a huge party and got so many gifts…I thought about this today as I visited my whanau in the urupa today.

As I took one last look at the blackberry bushes that once grew my family gardens before I closed my eyes…it may sound cheesy but my life flashed before my eyes.

10 years on and I lay in the urupa on my great grandmother and reflected on all those unnecessary lies.
I remember moving to Wharekahika. We lived in a tent on our whanau land (where the blackberry bushes now grow.) I was so embarassed but now that I look back they were the best days of my life.

I use to lie all the time about that time of my life and half of my closest friends and even family know little about my life before 12 years old.

10 years on today and I lay here on my nanny staring up at our pa Kakati I saw a Kaahu (Hawk bird) funnily enough her name is Akeneehi Kaahu Puru.

And that’s when it hit me. Is it really about me? 24 hours of celebrating for the 20th time the day I entered this earth. No, it isn’t at all. It is about acknowledging the people who have raised me to be the woman I am today, it’s about appreciating the 20 amazing years I have been blessed with on this Earth and it is about 20 years of being able to say I am.

I AM blissfully free to choose.

I AM one with the magnificence of my highest self 

I AM one with all and separate from none 

I AM that I AM.

So I have vowed to myself. 

Everyday, for the next 365 days to just give all of myself in an honest way to the world for the sake of world.
So heres to the next 365 days. Where I want to be able to look back at this post and feel proud of 20 year old Moerangi sitting on the couch listening to my dad cook roast and watching Abalone Wars on Discovery. Here is to the next 365 days and the death of ego.

And if you are reading this…thank you for being a part of my life.