
27/09/2025
I had the privilege once more to sit in the Wairua Space at Rangatahi Zone, on the Marae. For two days, in the embrace of Tahupōtiki, I offered Wairua Readings while the vibration of mirimiri and sound therapy filled the space around us. Ataahua wahine practionars with their tables set up ready with healing hands to offer.
The rangatahi came, some were light and curious and wanted to explore while the ones that were a little older, carryed stories and silent burdens within them. They sat before me with open hearts, willing, vulnerable, ready to receive.
I was reminded again, our youth walk heavy paths, woven with social, physical, emotional, and spiritual weights. Yet when given space to pause, they lean into the healing that waits for them.
These moments plant seeds. Seeds of knowing that healing exists. Seeds of courage to reach out. Seeds of self-care and wairua practices that can carry them through life on life’s terms.
May those seeds grow with them as they rise, reminding them they are never without tools, never without guidance, never without a way back to their own light.
Grateful for the many hands, funders, kaimahi and passionate people that contribute to Rangatahi Zone that has allowed it to take place every year. For some Rangatahi this is more then just a fun couple of days out. It is an opportunity to connect, to their peers, to the community to themselves.