Obsidian Vibes

09/10/2025

🌖 Ōkī — The Quiet Turn
The marama’s still glowing, just softer now. Her light’s easing off, telling us — “E noho rā e te tangata, breathe.”
Mauri’s moving from oho to heke, the tide pulling back. This isn’t a crash, it’s a calm reset. Energy’s not gone — it’s grounding.
Tonight’s about stillness. Clean a corner, breathe slow, stand barefoot on the whenua. Let the air and the earth clear your wairua.
Ōkī reminds us: not every moment is for action. Some are for release. Let the noise fade — the Mauri’s still flowing, just lower, just right. 🌿

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08/10/2025

Ever walked into a room and completely forgotten why you were there?

Then walked out, remembered, turned back around… only to forget again the moment you step through the door?

Yep, me too — more times than I’d like to admit 🤦🏽‍♀️

Now I just say it out loud —
“I’m going to the room to get a pen.”
Because apparently, my brain needs the reminder.

You can thank me later — I’ll probably be doing the same thing myself 😂

xx

08/10/2025

This morning invites balance.
Strength is not only in the push forward
it is also in knowing when to pause,
when to breathe,
when to restore.

Clarity grows in moments of stillness.

From that calm,
plans take shape,
intentions become steady,
and the path ahead opens.

Every act of care for yourself
nurtures your mauri,
restores your mana,
and reminds you
that tending to your own wellbeing
is part of rising.

Ngā mihi o te ata

xx

08/10/2025

🌘 Takirau — The Descent of Light
The marama’s still there aye, just not shouting anymore. She’s easing back, voice lower, like an auntie after karaoke: “Right my tamariki, calm that mauri down.”
Mauri Heke rolls in after the highs of Rākaumatohi — that gentle slide where everything slows down. Not a drop, just a flow. Like the awa finding its calm again.
Nature’s leading today. Kick off the shoes, feel the whenua hum beneath your feet. The taiao teaches best when you stop trying to listen for words and just let yourself feel it.
The wairua’s tuned in now, more sense than speech. Sometimes you don’t need to fix anything — you just need to breathe and let the world settle around you.
Even the stars dim before the next shine. The universe resets in the quiet moments — so should we.
If your energy’s easing down like the tide, maybe that’s your cue to rest too. What are you letting settle tonight, e hoa? 🌙✨

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07/10/2025

Some days my mind cant slow. On these days i have learnt to keep my hands busy, but not just with anything. It has to be in ways where my wairua is being nourished.

Raranga does this for em.

Raranga pulls me into the present in a way nothing else does. My hands find their own rhythm, my tinana softens, and my thoughts aren’t rushing ten steps ahead. That slowing isn’t just about the movement, it’s my mauri easing back into balance.

For a long time I thought “rest” had to look like doing nothing, but mauritau taught me that healing can happen in movement too.

That’s why te whare pora feels like more than a place of creating, it becomes a place of returning to yourself. A space where what’s tangled inside you can find order, where the rush quiets, and where your mauri has space to breathe.

If your on the haerenga of needing this kind of space, our acc sensitive claims group still has spaces in nonvember.

What’s the one practice that helps you slow your mind and let your wairua rest?

07/10/2025

🌖 Rākaumatohi — Te Mauri Rere
The marama’s still hanging high, her face soft now — less fierce, more knowing.
She’s the auntie who’s done telling you what to do; now she just watches to see if you listened.
Her light ripples like a heartbeat through the clouds — slower, deeper, certain.
Taka walked down to the shore, bare feet sinking into cool sand.
Last night the waves had danced wild under Rākaunui, but tonight they just breathed.
He could hear Tangaroa’s hum — that low, endless song that says,
“The work’s already begun, e tama. Let it finish itself.”
He smiled, took a deep breath, and let the wind brush the salt into his skin.
The night wasn’t asking for action — it was asking for trust.
No lines in the water tonight. No digging in the soil.
Just stillness, and the quiet power that moves when you do nothing but listen.
The marama flickered through the clouds like a wink.
Taka laughed. “You always do that when I finally get it, eh?”
💫 Māori Jedi Wisdom
“When the current slows, don’t chase the wave. Stand in the water, feel it pass — and you’ll know when to move again.”

07/10/2025