Sunday, March 15, 2015

Ka wahi te tī

Ka whati te tī,
Ka wana te tī,
Ka rito te tī.

When a cabbage tree is broken it shoots up and grows a new head of leaves.      
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To the left of the Be More sign (which is also actually quite zen... be. More.) Is a cabbage tree.


This is a little quote in a Te Reo introduction book.  I am not positive that it is meant to be superiorly zen, but it has been my mini mantra these past few days.  Especially on the week days when I feel repeatedly knocked down by to-dos. And today is Monday again. How is the world did that happen?

This is the community space where I like to back in the wifi. 
Not much time on week days to get into fiction,  but I finished this wonderful novel by Tea Obreht this weekend. 


On Saturday I finally went out of my comfort zone and into a yoga class at the recreation center on campus.  It is pretty sweet how the Rec center is free for students and offers a boat load of group classes every day of the week.
The setup in the class was casual and comforting,  with all the mats facing in a big circle,  radiating outward.  I love my thin,  bendy manduka brand travel mat,  because I was able to put it on top of a very padded but slippery mat and ended up with a ton of grip.

The class had a range from newbies to acrobats.  I enjoyed how music played softly in the background,  but I really missed the skill with which one of my favorite teachers in taos actually cues the whole flow to really go with the jams.     (Friday night slow jams class with Ashleigh at shree  yoga taos, I miss you!)

Huge tree, i love you.n


Turquoise is a good homesickness remedy. 


After sufficiently chilling myself out,  I spontaneously joined the student army of rugby fans.  I had a pale ale amongst the rowdiest youngsters ( and thankfully
some equally overwhelmed international students by my side) before the club-led bus whisked us away to the match.

Stu dent section wins the photobomb award. 


  The regional team,  the Crusaders, had a good record against the South Africa national team,  the Lions.  The game was pretty well attended,  with fans filing up a majority of the stands in the newly-built (not huge) stadium. The red and black flags available for free certainly enhanced the visual impression.



Always finding a way to hey my horse fix.  

                           
Rugby is a fun game to watch for 3 reasons:
1) these guys are straight up brutes. It's a full-contact sport and the extent of their protective gear is: a mouth guard.  No helmets,  shoulder pads,  nada!
2) the game keeps moving.  Passes have to be made going backward,  kind of like having off-sides all the time for you hockey fans.     And when there
is a tackle,  the guy with the ball on the bottom of the pile has only a few seconds before he has to make the ball available again for play, or else it goes to the opposing team.  So the clock keeps running and the game is in action for the majority of the 80 minute game.
3) the ball passes are quick underhanded spins that originate near the hip. Very different from an American football overhand pass.  The plays are adlibbed so the game takes on a great energetic quality.

Did I mention the views aren't half bad? 

       It was a great weekend,  and on this drizzly Monday (btw hurricane Pam is not hiring us here) I would love to hear from you!  If you have a minute,  send me an email and tell me about what's going on! !!

Xoxo

Beach: moody. Crashing waves. 

Henna inspiration. 

Beach fashion week. 

Sweet trees. 


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