I woke up at dawn in Pōrangahau to see te whānau o Matariki fade away from sight into te ao Mārama. My māmā and I shot arrows of karanga up to the stars, the mārama, Rangi and down to Tangaroa. Tāwhirimātea nipped at my cheeks and hands but it was a beautiful way to honour Matariki and bring in the new year with intention and gratitude. Mānawatia a Matariki!
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