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planting seeds of change & peace in the mountains
📍yamanashi, japan📍park yoga, syd aus
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slowly emerging from an incredibly magical week cohosting the latest addition of @yama____yoga with my beautiful @nina.pirola 

we lead a group of epic AF women to the summit of Kita-Dake the second highest mountain in Japan

we moved as one…  cultivating a high so crazy i don’t know if ill ever be able to hike alone again…. 

PROUD AND EXCITED 

more to come ✨
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a sliver of moon smiles at us
held by the gaze 
of the stag
kitadake calls
pre~dawn seven souls answer

warm womb of mountains
glowing gentle and kind

second day of my bleed 
and i am strong, steady
even when it’s hard

pre~dawn and the horizon glows
pre~humanity, post~humanity
all colliding 

when the sun rises
i feel both immense 
sadness + peace

i bow my head & pray
open my heart to kindness
show me the way

i let the light burn through 

// wrapped up a divine @yama____yoga adventure edition to mt kitadake with the most special humans. feeelin juiced up with spirit. ありがと〜
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our september art residency I ask the rain to be my teacher. i forget how closely she listens here and the lesson comes almost immediately. the pipes connecting to our tank are disrupted - cause unknown but potential reasons: landslide, deer or wild boar, debris further up the mountain… and all our taps run dry. 

and yet it rains. clean mountain water dripping heavy from the clouds above. so I hunt the shed for buckets and we place them by the gutters as the rainwater fills them. my teacher is close by and murmuring that she is here, even though I’m tired and stressed by the situation. the lessons come even if you don’t feel ready. 

how careless I was in my presumption of clean water running through taps - when it is such a gift. I fill the toilet’s tank with rainwater and am amazed that it takes 3 full pots for one flush. I think about how much of the world doesn’t have access to clean water and here I am wasting 5L every time I pee. I make a solemn vow to come back to its preciousness. we spend the week manually filling up the toilet with rainwater, boiling it for dishes and getting cases and cases of clean bottled water delivered. 

I remember being with the Indigenous communities along the Baarka, for a corroboree I did as part of uni environmental activism. also known as the “Murray Darling” river it was in extreme drought at the time due to western colonial cotton farming, a thirsty plant incompatible with the land. I remember them telling us their skin blistered when they showered using the bore water the government told them was safe and how they had to wash their babies with bottled water. we raised funds, cried and danced together. I came home and would pray in gratitude, staring in wonder at a glass of water. I lost that awe over time but this week I felt it return, the rain filling up our pots faster than we could keep up with. 

thank you 雨の神様 rain. thank you my teacher. 

//

of course after earth and rain element days, for fire day the sun comes out. the following days are warm and dry and we go to the river. making art by her side, as the rain of the previous days sings beside us.
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Learning quick pickling has become a way for me to connect with ancestral gut health and build food sovereignty in my everyday life 🐛

Preserving produce extends its shelf life, helps minimise food waste within our communities, and keeps us in relationship with what we grow and harvest. The fermentation process means pickles naturally develop probiotics that help your digestive system and support your immune system with vitamin k and a. 

In my Japanese lineage, fermented and pickled foods are part of daily ritual. My jichan and bachan eat umeboshi (pickled plum) every morning, alongside a variety of seasonal, meal-specific tsukemono. 

Quick pickling involves making a brine and allowing the vegetables to lightly ferment outside of the fridge for a short period, developing flavour while retaining their texture.

For this batch, I pickled okra, cucumbers, cabbage, and garlic. My dad grows okra in our garden for my mom, one of her favourite vegetables, so it’s always felt like a vegetable that expresses love. In Japan, it’s appreciated for its natural gooeyness, but when pickled it’s surprisingly crispy. 

Thank you @ancestral.hands and @ashs.earth for their beautiful Brine & Bottle class. I’m still learning what flavours I’m drawn to, so I experimented with some jars leaning Mediterranean, with za’atar inspired by Renk’s Turkish roots, while others explore more Asian flavours. Each one feels like a small exploration of taste, memory, place and an appreciation for all that nourishes us.
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