On Leaving McKenzie Bay!

 

This is where my health finally “hit the wall” and I wound up in hospital.

 

This is where David first began milking cows for a fellow up the road.

 

This is where I found the earth- embankment that I had dreamed about

 

so many months ago, the ocean that lapped the shore beside the road,

 

was just around the corner from the earth embankment. The winter was

 

warm, the trees sang around the house, it was gorgeous!! We had

 

moved into the house, May 10 1997.

 

 

 

 

 

This is where the rebounding children started!! First, Nads wanted to come

 

stay. She was totally sick of living with Sonna. She considered her sister

 

lazy, she never cleaned up after herself, and she wouldn’t pay her half of the

 

rent, on time. – So I let Nads come home. Dylan had come to visit from his

 

home in Auckland.

 

 

 

After a couple of months Nads decided that she wanted to go back to live

 

in Wellington. She booked her bus tickets from Auckland to Wellington – then

 

we took her to stay with my mum in Auckland, where she would leave from, to

 

go to Wellington, and we came back home to McKenzie Bay. Nadia would stay

 

with David’s mother & her partner, in Wellington. My children were seasoned

 

travellers. They had learned how to get from point A to point B, how to organise

 

them selves, how to pack cases etc… they no longer needed me to chase them

 

around. Sonya was living in another place with some friends from Polytech.

 

 

 

 

 

After Nads had gone, I was admitted to hospital for a couple of days, (having

 

found that I had an enlarged heart – and Heart Failure -) then later around

 

Christmas, Sonna came to spend the holidays. In the New Year – friends of mine

 

from Elim Church, where we had been fellowshipping, came out to the house.

 

When we had gone out for a walk around the hills, one of our friends, another

 

maori woman, like myself, wouldn’t come. We asked why not and she said,

 

because people have died up on those hills, and they had not been buried. The

 

hills are tapu. (should not be walked upon until the spirits of those people had

 

been laid to rest.) Then she went out and spoke to the hills, (rather, to the spirits

 

of those people,) in te reo Maori: – while she was speaking, a gentle mist of fine

 

rain drifted over us. She said that the heavens were mourning those people. Was

 

I scared, No! Did I believe her, Yes, I did, in fact, this may have been the reason

 

that we had been brought here! To bring discernment and conclusion, after all –

 

it was my paternal grandmother and her three brothers, who were the chiefs of this

 

entire Whangarei Heads – right up to the colonisation of this area! There had been

 

a history of people here hundreds of years before European colonisation of these

 

Islands. Those were the peoples whom my friend had been referring to .Afterwards,

 

we talked, then they went home.

 

 

 

 

 

Four weeks later, – I was napping in my gorgeous bedroom which looked out to the

 

sea, when I awoke with a start. I called David.

 

We have to move! “What”, he said – We have to move now!. “Why?” I’ve just had a

 

dream of a woman standing under one of the trees, up on those hills calling to me,

 

and it means that we have to leave,” I said.

 

David humm-ed and haaa-ed, moaning just under his breath about paranoid women

 

who have silly dreams etc….But I was up, out of bed, and on the phone to find out

 

where there were places to rent in Whangarei city. This was February 1998.

 

I called a number and a woman answered! She said that the place was 3 bdrms,

 

lounge, kitchen, bathroom, laundry – situated in the avenues – almost in the

 

middle of town, within good walking distance of everything. I explained that we had

 

no vehicle so I could not come see it today: she said, “I’ll come & get you!” And she

 

did! When she brought me home – I had the tendancy agreement all signed and

 

sealed, tucked away in my hand bag! David was not surprised or fazed at all: he

 

simply buckled down to help me pack!

 

 

 

We moved into 1st Avenue, Whangarei on the 1st March, 1998 – two weeks after I had

 

had the dream.

 

 

 

TBC – Emmi

 

2 thoughts on “On Leaving McKenzie Bay!”

  1. Hi Charlotte, I know you’re following this story so I thought I’d leave a messae here about a change to my Email address because the old one was getting spammed.
    It’s –
    (12Emmi02@gmail.com)
    Hope you’re well, and that your spring is in full swing!!
    Hugs, Emmi xxx

  2. Thank you emmi for the email:) Yes our weather has been beautiful. Now i can’t wait to plant our veggie garden and my container flowers garden. We just had a terrible mudslide here in OSO Washington and it killed 18 people and injured 12 and 8 were found unhurt. It was so bad and devastating. so glad you got out when you did. Hope your well also and have a good Summer:)

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