Oohua Rest

🌙 Oohua — The Quiet Rests

The marama slips into Oohua, and the world softens.

The taiao is still — rivers slow, manu quiet, even the wind seems to listen.

It’s a day of Mauri Tau, steady energy.

Our hinengaro drifts like smoke, finding space to clear.

This is not a day for rushing or heavy mahi.

Instead, it’s for rangahau — sitting with stories, tracing the lines of whakapapa, hearing the whispers of tūpuna carried on the breeze.

You take a sip — inu i tō wai — and feel the calm wash through.

The wairua sharpens in silence, like a blade held steady on the stone.

Sharpen your mind

💭 Pātai:

If I walk quietly today, what lessons might I finally hear?