Robyn’s early life was filled with powerful visual experiences of the sea and she finds writing gives her a way to express her life in Auckland as a mother of three, a committed 'Deep Ecologist', sailor and Waka Ama paddler on the Waitemata Harbour.
We must learn to live with the wilderness again.
It is our duty to make the hyper-expansionist system of unlimited growth, redundant. If we were to focus on grounded, small-scale is beautiful, bio-regional schemes, restoring watershed areas that are defined by the presence of rain, soils, trees, plants, fauna and landforms, and where mystical rivers and gentle streams flow together to meet at the coast, with patience, we might just bring it about.
We need to look within ourselves, each and every one of us, and give up those parts of our human nature and culture that no longer serve us or the planet. Who are we really? Composed of water, minerals and salt. Who do we wish to be?
If only we could overcome our fear of each other and our greed, acknowledge that we are visitors here, temporarily part of nature, existing as humans, with animals and other spirit beings here to assist us.
Women are the source, the rhythm and the essence. We are the shepardesses. We can do it, for through our sensitive, life-giving bodies we know how to listen to the ancient wilderness.
Robyn worked for Greenpeace from 1989 – 1995. Last year she was selected by the NZ Society of Authors for a mentorship programme where she worked with Deborah on her account of a 1992 sea voyage on the Greenpeace yacht Vega, from Auckland to Greece. She is stirred by the questions Who are we? What are we doing here? How do we make meaning of our lives?
I remember the thrill of going to the Easter Show with my family. We always went at night and would walk through the trees in Cornwall Park. It seemed we were entering a thick mist of soft watery light and boarding a large ship. There were the sounds of engines, generators behind stalls. I was so young, and remember looking up into a sea of legs and above that huge flying machines with stunned open-mouthed people whirling high.
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