CY365 2017 March

Three months in already - 90 days down!!

90/365 Change|Transition

CY365 2017 - February

And here is February!

CY365 2017 - January

Here we go ... January 2017 ....

CY365 2017

So another year has started and thanks to a prompt from a dear friend about why don't I take a photo a day again, and me deciding, why not indeed, another CY365 is underway!  I have stuck with Katrina's CY365 - here is what I wrote on her Facebook Page:

I did CY365 in 2015, primarily as a tool to help me stay present during a difficult time in my life. It awakened a creativity in me that has transformed a range of areas in my life. In 2016 I had a break, choosing instead to create one new photo a week - whether that be a totally new shot, reedited shot or piece of digital art. This year a friend suggested I go back to shooting a photo a day ... and I thought yep I want to do that again! There are many 365 projects out there but I love this CY365 group that nurtured my creativity into being in 2015. So happy to be back!

So ... true to form I am behind in posting my images ... mainly due to it taking a while to get internet sorted in my new house (which by the way I am loving!) ... but they all have been taken every single day- mostly on prompt ...some a bit off ...  So even though we are mid-March (!) lets get start with January 2017.

Weeks 46-49 (but where did 50,51,52 go??)

And so I have reached the last of my posts for 2016 ... true to form posted a little late but I got here all the same! 

One small problem ...I don't know what has happened to weeks 50,51, 52!! I suspect is has something to do with my outrageous (not in a fabulously outrageous way either) mathematical skills!  I don't really know the exact reason because I stopped adding the specific weekly dates when I started getting behind.   Having said that, I do know that I did meet my goal of taking or creating a new photo for each week of 2016!  That three weeks appeared to have vanished will forever remain the great mystery of 2016!

I hope you have enjoyed my 2016 in pictures!

Weeks 42 - 45

A gorgeous break with those close to my heart in this bunch of photos!

Weeks 40-41

Such a sad couple of weeks ...but still beauty and love to be celebrated in all the small places ...

Week 40 Always a miracle to be seen

Week 41 - In memory of Jesse Summers - Jesse taught us about the greatness to be found in humility.  She taught us about the impact to be found in quiet gentleness, and that one of the greatest gifts we can possess is that of kindness.  Above all else, Jesse was gentle, and she was kind.  She taught us that each moment is precious and a gift, and that whatever our troubles are, they are small in comparison to someone else’s.

Our time with Jesse may have been short, but it was full to the brim with great gifts.  and now as we feel her loss deeply, we also wrap ourselves in how blessed we were to have had Jesse in our lives.  We still call her our Jesse.   Moe mai ra Jesse.

Weeks 38-39

Posted late again ... but still taken in the correct weeks ...

Weeks 28 - 36

A snapshot of my last few weeks ... late to post ...but still all shots taken in their respective weeks ... still believing that just doing what I can is enough ....

Week 27: Independence Day

It's been a week of Independence celebrations. At our work prayer breakfast on Friday we listened to stories of independence and the struggle for freedom. The meaning of the name - Vanua - land and Atu - rising up - the land rising up - one of several interpretations. The process of reconciliation required after independence to repair some of the divisions. The cutting of the celebratory cake and 36 claps to represent the 36th year of independence. A country, which is, as I am often reminded, in my many moments of impatience, so young in its hard won freedom.

30 July 1980 - Yumi strong mo yumi fri long hem!

Week 23: Flying High

Still experimenting with some shots and editing techniques ... taken on a blue skies windy day at my favourite west coast black sand beach, a beautiful friend had this to say ...

"This makes me think of banners held aloft to herald a person's place in the world. The banner that we carry forth to say we have a job to do and we are proud to step into our life and carry it forward. There are banners all around us carried by others but we only carry the one with our name on it"

And so today, this is my banner, with my name on it, as I step into and move forward on this journey.

Week 22: Treehouse Birthday

A birthday brunch in the canopy of an amazing banyan tree ... I don't think there is any other tree that can embrace you quite like a banyan tree. It's winding arms wrap around providing shelter, safety and solitude. Filled with the wisdom that comes with age ... 

Week 21: Blessing Released

Because I am not taking as many images as I would like, I am choosing to work on my mobile artistry images ... an early attempt where I am practicing my combining of multiple images and blending work ... many weeks later I am still working on this image.

Week 18: The Magic of Pentecost

I took am amazing trip this week to the island of Pentecost to see the Nangol land-diving.  The original inspiration behind bungy jumping, this is a spectacle unlike any other I have ever witnessed.  Torn several ways in my head about the extent to which 'tourism' impacts on and negatively changes the cultural intent and practice, I didn't really know what to expect, or at best suspected I may well be underwhelmed. Whilst the debates continued in my head and later permeated conversations, what I felt could definitely not be considered underwhelmed! A cliche but my heart really was in my throat! As the brave boys and men invoked the protection of the unseen, I too was seeking protection on their behalf.  The chants of the accompanying party grew more insistent, signalling the time to jump was growing close. And then into the unknown they leaned; out and down they went. And as they reached the end of the vine an unexpected sharp crack. I never did get to see them land. Much as I wanted them to bear witness, every single jump my hands flew to my eyes. Thankfully all those who jumped were fully protected, emerging unscathed!