Just a quick one to share a little bit of the evening with you. We’ve cleared in and are anchored at the entrance to the pass waiting for the morning to enter the lagoon and be welcomed by the tangata whenua (people of the land).
The full moon is shining benignly on us thru scattered cloud and just behind us there is is ‘moon rainbow’. I’ve never seen such a thing. Not the colour you get in the day, but what a wonder.
All seven canoes are together for the first time ever. Our comrades from Tahiti and the Cook Islands are dropping anchor as we speak.
The stresses and strains of a full four weeks at sea, heavy weather, hard upwind work and the confines of the canoe are dropping away. The gentle rocking of a sail-less night, the gentle tonic of the kava and the gentle, sometimes slightly raucous stream of songs issuing from the deck are slowly but surely bringing us down to earth.
It has been a long haul. The lessons many. The challenges extreme at times. Sitting here I think I have successfully avoided another shell of kava, but the spirit that fills our night is rich and undeniable, thrusting thru my fatigue to make me laugh and believe that whatever trials we go thru if we maintain our sense of kotahitanga (togetherness) we will succeed in creating the world we wish to live in. Tutira mai nga iwi. This is my tribe. Borderless, embracing our similarities, celebrating our differences, filled to overflowing with the Spirit of Life.
Very, very sweet.
Posted on May 17, 2011 by Duncan for Pacific Voyagers