It is the constant remembrance of tipuna (ancestors)by Maori that I admire greatly.
Western thinking is so much in the now, and while that can be a good thing, we should not forget the sacrifice and leadership of those who have gone before. They connect and ground us to our physical and metaphysical place in the world, and they inspire our futures.
“The source of all abundance is not outside you. It is part of who you are. However, start by acknowledging and recognising abundance without. See the fullness of life all around you. The warmth of the sun on your skin… or getting soaked in an abundance of water falling from the sky. The fullness of life is there at every step. The acknowledgment of that abundance that is all around you awakens the dormant abundance within. Then let it flow out”
“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be when you were a child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.”
– Don Miguel Ruiz (Mexican author and philosopher)
If “youth is wasted on the young” – as Oscar Wilde’s witticism had it – sometimes I wonder whether history is too.
Not that young people cannot understand history ,when stories of the past are told well (as they must be), it is more that their present is constantly shifting,and becoming the future at light speed.
Leaving little time and energy to reflect on a past which appears increasingly irrelevant to them.
Case in point : The young man in the photograph sits at the foot of the Savage Memorial in Auckland. It commemorates Michael Joseph Savage,New Zealand’s much respected first Labour Prime Minister,and he is buried there.
One of Savage’s government’s great achievements was the establishment of comprehensive state social housing in the 1930s.
The young man and his peers face a crushing reality of totally unaffordable rents and house prices ,totally removed from the vision of affordable housing for all ,even the poorest, expoused by Savage.
That dream has faded in recent times, to the point that it appears to the young that is as dead as the late prime minister, and his memorial is just something to lean your back upon….