I’ve been home from my ten days in Hawai’i for about three weeks now. It makes me think of Dido’s Sand in my Shoes; “Two weeks away feels… Read more “Home again, home again”

Being Māori is an important part of my identity. But it’s not something you can tell about me by looking at me, or even talking to me.

I’m really good at helping people develop a vague idea into an actionable idea*. It’s a weird talent. Case in point: Ataria was lamenting the lack of information… Read more “Impostor Syndrome”

In classic my family fashion we were late to the mosque for the two minutes of silence, the roads were blocked, there were no parks. We pulled… Read more “Our Way of Life”

I’ve never been fit but I have been flexible, at one point I was training to do the splits and I was pretty close. Then my back… Read more “Yoga by the Sea”