Staying Present When the World Is on Fire
I live on a small island — Waiheke, fewer than ten thousand people, forty minutes by ferry from the major urban centre of Auckland. Walking at Oneroa Beach every day has become my mental health routine, especially now, with the current state of global affairs. Grounding myself in the place that holds me has become essential — a desperate act of keeping above water, keeping at bay a depression seeping into my being, resulting from a sense of despair about our collective malais
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