In 2008 I harvested the inner bark of this rakau for a matua who needed it. I recently visited the rakau and saw that it was still scarred over a decade later. One of our strongest healing trees, finds it hard to heal itself. For the first time in my life this speaks true to me. Scars placed years ago with the loss of my māma and pāpa shine through in the loss of my brother. The beautiful thought I take away from this rakau is that it is healing, albeit slowly, but it’s no longer raw and exposed. One day, i’m not sure when, but I will heal also.