Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Autumn colours and wanderings

Mostly folk around Wanaka agree with me that autumn is their favourite time of year, and it makes me wonder if this true of all over the South Island of New Zealand?

From a landscape photography point-of-view as the season deepens and the shadows with it we [photographers only I suspect] enjoy the onset of mist, fog and low tangental lighting. "Mood" in other words.

Reflections on the Clutha River...
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Meg Hut near the river of the same name that becomes The Roaring Meg where it joins the Kawarau Gorge near Queenstown...
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Looking up the Matukituki Valley towards Mt Aspiring...
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An ancient landslip highlighted by low lighting in the Meg River area...
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Meg Hut again...
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Diamond Lake from the track to Rocky Top between the Matukituki Valley and the Matatapu Valley, #alttext#

I've never seen one of these before, but I love the colour...
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In autumn and early winter Lake Wanaka becomes quite moody...
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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Parrots, and rainforest, mist and mountains ~ the Milford Track

It's been a long time, my getting around to walking the Milford Track that traverses the northern end of Fiordland National Park. It's an icon - maybe that is why!

A close friend, a vet of many big mountain trips told me he'd found it harder than he thought it'd be. Well ditto Donald! Strange one really: underfoot the hundred years or whatever of tourism related development shows, so I figured it's the wildness of the environment might have something to do with the long days seeming longer than their actual time.

My trip really began in Invercargill, where I found my good friend Roger discussing his next photography book with Bill the 25yr old parrot...
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On Lake Te Anau heading to the Quentin River...
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I just love the clarity of a Fiordland river when it's not raining...
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Roger and Norman in Quentin Hut...
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Typical bush and river on the eastern side of the pass...
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Hidden Lakes...
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En-route up to McKinnon Pass the rain sets in...
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Mackinnon Pass was as wild as it gets with driving mist and rain...
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Serious rain sets in on the descent...
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Next day - the end day dawned fine as we walked in the bush mostly beside a dropping Arthur River...
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MacKay Falls really took my breath away...
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The Arthur River heads to the sea - sometimes quietly, sometimes very dynamically, but always scenically...
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By the end of the trip everyone has made a few friends...
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This rather quaint displacement hull vessel took us the ten minutes back to the tourist side of Milford Sound...
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Monday, March 7, 2011

Christ Church!

It's hard to not post about the recent Christchurch Earthquake so here we go on a tortuous path, as the fabric of New Zealand life changes!

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We're seeing amazing examples of the full gamut of the human experience, and it's inspiring as so many deal with yet another type of human misery [words used once by a work acquaintance Murray, a CTV victim, as we both looked in the doors of the Auckland Casino some years back].

How our political parties are starting to respond is just plain questionable though. At least all should be provisional while we work out just what recent events really dictate.

The track record is not good re. the Sept. shake up last year either. Fletchers apparently have sole control over meeting claims in a certain specified price range, and therefore insist the trades people work for labour only and they'll supply the materials. Friends tell me this has totally stalled the repair process all over. Not good! The phrase 'Gerry Built' is in many Twitter streams and does refer to the Right Honourable Mr Brownlee!

But what has got me really thinking was Valerie's Christian orientated blog that comments on, or rather asks how come all this is happening in a city whose name is 'Christ' church!?

Within this context just what does the word Christchurch really mean!?

http://dignanv.wordpress.com

I don't have the answer by the way, and of course there could be many interpretations, like one being the local wizard, and what role he has played if any, and the city in allowing him to do what he does.

But I also note that so many churches, like so many historical buildings of an iconic nature, have simply crumbled to the ground in two stages: first 'quake and now the second [is this a very practical message?], a bit like my perceptions once crumbled also:

Many many years ago while instructing in the mountains my companion of many adventures Neil, an academic, mentioned that in his work place often tea-break discussion revolved around how we as a western society were moving into a new age of spirituality.

A few years lesser I had this scenario visit myself, in what I call 'my transformation'. I was literally somersaulted into a new world containing phrases such as 'balanced ego' and words such as compassion...
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When a local legend Rika, my primary mentor/friend, and a healer, was preparing herself to pass on, she said it was of great comfort to her that I was 'well on my way'.

I'm glad she never said I'd arrived! [Rather 'it' arrived on myself I reckon, and I'm not sure I was aware of inviting it!]

She did however say that 'they' were waiting for her on the other side, and it was all good. I took from this, and subsequent insights she verbalised, to not be fearful towards this point of inevitability we're all heading towards. Instead realising love is there.

At her subsequent farewell I smiled inwardly as a speaker described her as physic, for she'd often drummed into me that 'everything' can be explained by science, and what can't be right now, soon will be...
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As the years have rolled on I've become quite convinced that like she postulated, we are indeed in an ever increasing acceleration towards what I'll loosely call spirituality, and that this is manifesting in ways that either enable us to progress on a spiritual path, or recoil and entrench through ignorance.

I write here of what I think of as a Universal Intelligence, well call it God if you will - [sometimes I tend to think it's a huge database, and we can only ask any question if the answer already exists in it!] Whatever... I don't mind. My point is I'm not talking about religion as such, but that which can be reached using it as a springboard, or by other means...
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For as events occur unless we consider the current trends are part of a much bigger plan than we can comprehend, we'll witness a huge fear settling on many people, as what we don't understand to be part of our opportunity to progress, overtakes us.

Some thoughts on fear:

One comes from my mountaineering follies: in the face of a difficult scary passage such as this two wire bridge I once had to jump from when the bottom wire broke, calmness can be made present by engaging in a ritual such as fitting a harness as per a climbing situation, and preparing slings to be used as aids or anchors...
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So does this not apply in everyday life, where so much is ritualised in light of fear of the unknown [death being the ultimate, or is it what may come afterwards]?

We have rituals everywhere! I'll leave you to think of some more examples over and above this happy setting...
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But I also note many organisations and individuals have used fear with accompanying ritual as a control tool on the masses. Many examples with relationships that are too subtle for words exist everywhere - even today in New Zealand this is happening in an on-going manner.

I've also observed that what we believe in will be true, or work for us. For example astrology, [or science for that matter - and btw I trust it more]. And so if we're fooled from childhood onwards that fear is a rational tool, then this belief will work for us too, but dig a little deeper in the accompanying hole and we find it works against us, e.g. fear on steep ground makes us rigid in an environment that demands fluidity...
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To recognise ritual in our everyday life is a challenge demanding observation of ourselves and all around us.

I consequently increasingly ask myself 'do we still need all the old rituals?' in light of the above thoughts.

And with a play on words: if light is bought into darkness [fear], then the dark simply vanishes. So too I reason if love and compassion are made a way of life, then fear diminishes if we are of the belief that the opposite to fear is love! [remembering that what we believe in works]...
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So we've got a bunch of churches in Christ-Church wrecked by a nearly 2G accelerating ground wave, a world increasingly accelerating into spirituality [or conversely polarised the other direction into fear], and ritual needed to comfort [control] us, and keep us happy [or fearful].

Down the end of my street a new church has just been completed...
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It was designed by my friend Sarah, and this is what her firm says about it on their website:
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'A modern day church is a demanding assignment for an architect. Designing “a place of spirituality” as a modern style building, which must perform functions whose roots and traditions are in the past is an extremely difficult brief for any designer.'

Sort of makes me wonder if we should re-build wrecked churches in the traditional style, but instead go much more multi purpose!

Yes I do accept we need places to gather and worship, but 'roots and traditions are in the past' says it all. Where does the future sit in building in this specialised style I wonder?
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It would seem that once again ritual rules!

I can't sense in churches old or new an environment that engenders reflection and meditation, like I find in our wild places! In fact they often make the statement 'we do things our way, with our rituals, and that is that'! But I'm in a fix: they do encourage groups to up the ante [or is it anti?] and thus make the world a better place through ritual and ceremony. It's just they don't transition all that well, and as my friend Paul points out, ritual grew when very few could read and write and needed knowledge [sermons] passed on [or down?] verbally, but now things are different, very different!

Personally this is more my cathedral of worship [and wonder], and typical of the places I like for quiet conversations with God. I do accept I can perhaps be maddeningly solitary and in a sense selfish. Somewhere between lies 'the way' I think...
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Ha... somewhere along the way this blog has become a ritual, and you know fear is often present when I publish!

Fear of what I ask!?

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Tuesday, March 1, 2011

What a week!

Last week I used the subject "A week with a few differences!", little knowing a few hours later New Zealand as we know it, would be different because of the shallow earthquake in Christchurch last Tuesday.

The stories are legend, the suffering immense. We've all been touched. What usually happens overseas, has now visited us!

I don't have any images that come close to the surreal offerings on the web, newspapers and TV, so here are a couple of recent ones with a nautical flavour.

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Cheers

Donald

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