How I found my tribe.

I spent way too many years of my life looking for a tribe to call my own. I deeply love my homeland, New Zealand, but I never quite felt like it was my place in the world. Then, after finishing University, I tried my luck in Melbourne, Australia. Even…

My Kiwi – a personification of New Zealand

Photo by Chris Gin, The Lookout,  Kennedy Point Reserve, Waiheke Island (licence). After writing about ‘Argy’, a kind of personification of Argentina and her people, I feel it’s fair to attempt to do the same with New Zealand: my homeland, my beloved country of birth. This is my interpretation based…

Why do I let my child tattoo me?

Okay, that may sound a bit crazy, but let me explain. School holidays are long, and days with little ones at home – all day – are long. One day, when my son was two years old, he started drawing on my legs with felt-tip pens. At first I…

Hidden Treasures in the Nest!

A picaflor’s nest. Above is a photo of the original oil painting by the wonderful and very talented Fern Petrie. I wanted the nest to represent the journey as an image and to express the idea that we can make a home wherever we find ourselves. I wove in…

The Magic of Sunsets

Kate Williams (Rio Negro, Neuquen) This post is organic, so please feel free to send me a photo and some words if you would like to join in. I’m happy to add them… The Magic of Sunsets. There have been some difficult to understand events going on in the…

Book Presentation!

A combination of perseverance and incredible good luck gave me the opportunity to present Picaflor in a truly beautiful Salón on the 23rd of September. I’m massively thankful to the New Zealand Embassy and the Cámara de Diputados de la Nacion for the chance to launch Picaflor in style….

Touch

Touch me. I know what you are thinking now. Why is it that touch has become so sexualized in meaning? Why is it that in most western cultures we are so weary of even platonic, caring touch, and this is especially true outside of close family? Recent studies suggest…

Hummingbird Symbolism

I have always had an intimate love for these wonderful, tiny birds. They are so vibrant and beautiful and intensely alive. It’s no wonder that the hummingbird has special symbolic and spiritual meanings in many cultures from the Americas, their natural homeland. Across the centuries they have been thought…

Argy

Argy In the final months of my pregnancy I start to dream in Spanish. It’s as if my unconscious world is finally catching up with my conscious one. I ask myself, does this mean I truly feel at home here? The answer is: yes, for now. Something about my…

Prologue to PICAFLOR:Finding Home in South America

    Here is the prologue to the book.   The bittersweet scent of coffee lingers as I sip the last of the cortado. A laptop hums in front of me on a low wooden table. My back starts to protest but I can’t stop typing. The words are…