19/05/2026
Rēkohu — the lost, amazing spiritual place 🌫️✨
I came for mahi at a wāhine wānanga, carrying grief with me.
My mother passed from cancer. My uncle passed from su***de. I arrived on the one year anniversary of his passing, Papa Billy’s unveiling was the day of our wānanga, and on Mother’s Day. The tears came often. 🤍
But somehow, in the winds of Rēkohu, I transmuted that grief into aroha.
Into presence. Into healing. Into every kōrero, every embrace, every step on the whenua that seemed to recognise me before I even recognised myself. 🌊
The manaakitanga of the people, the silence of the island, the wairua carried in the land… it changed me forever. ✨
Some places don’t just hold you.
They help you remember how to carry love through pain.