A Wednesday at George Cafe with wild & grace, media|events in Bay of Plenty and beyond

About to climb into bed at 7.30pm with a turmeric latte on a mid-week night.

What pleasure!

To begin a bright turquoise book called ‘Difficult Conversations- How to Discuss What Matters Most‘. It’s been beside my bed since Boxing Day 2016. I’ve read the Pema Chodron books, and another Buddhist book ‘Through the Flames: Overcoming disaster through compassion, patience and determination’ by Alan Lokos. No more distractions – time to look at ‘what matters most.’

Tonight is a short summer post sharing about the delightful day i experienced this Valentine’s Day 2017.

Kundalini Yoga with Mel from Yogamoana, under the skies, on a green mound of a sports field, in Mt Maunganui. It was a kriya of the heart. A nourishing 90 minutes for my good/bad self for Valentine’s Day. Mel talked of the word hearty. According to the Collins’ Dictionary ‘Hearty people or actions are loudcheerful, and energetic.’ I liked being reminded of this. The upbeat, playful quality it evoked was less wet or meaningful or deep than contemplating on being heart centered. Heart-centered invokes a depth of feeling. But hearty makes me feel light, and jovial, and good humoured like a buxom peasant lady serving frothy handles of beer. Yes, i enjoyed this suggestion of being ‘HEARTY’. Language is medicine.

George cafe stop where i saw half the people i know in the universe. A cuddle with a baby Joy, with a special heart. A giggle with a Helen. Kisses with some Yoginis.

A meeting with substance with Rosie for Tauranga. Talking passionately, back forth, forth back about local body politics and our role as PUBLIC or candidates in a bi-election this MAY 2018 (Go Rosie Go! Women in Governance – as Gail McIntosh stood for) in that local council process.

Do not think your single vote does not matter much. The rain that refreshes the parched ground is made up of single drops.

We talked fast, furious and kind about ‘Believing we can affect change as citizens’, ‘Educating ourselves about the process and having a say to help shape a dynamic place to be, live and thrive within’, and then plain old ‘post that g** d**ned vote in.’

On the way out with my vegetarian sausage roll and phoenix cola a glowing lemon dressed Ellie Wilde had her laptop out, seated in the doorway, an ocean breeze meeting our words and ears.

We talked witches, and polyamory, and ‘me too’ campaigns, and art, and process, and about those Marys the virgin and the whore, and the sexless pure mother, who has completed one of the most sexual experiences of her life – BIRTH.

All this before one final meeting before school pick up at the big tree, with Vic from Waste Management about Tauranga and recycling glass or not as the case may be. More on this to follow…

Thanks, Kia ora George Cafe or George at Omanu as found on ‘the gram’ for facilitating such juicy, stimulating, pleasurable conversations.

Here’s to believing in the power and the possibility of ONE to cause change.
Here’s to staying radical as Lulastic and the Hippyshake suggests.
Here’s to reading turquoise books in bed before sundown.

Like a well-rounded sermon i’ll leave you with a quote from Kate Sheppard, Rosie for Tauranga shared with me over my housemade chai:

Do not think your single vote does not matter much. The rain that refreshes the parched ground is made up of single drops.

Where are you being bold and hearty in your life?

Photo credit: Karl Magnuson from Unsplash

Written by Emily with wild & grace

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