Aloha! I’m coming to you today from sunny Lucerne! I’ve got my arse parked on my beach towel, the dampness of the grass seeping through, and I’m hash-tagging outdooroffice all over my brain. Whoa life is good! Firstly, I wanted to say welcome to y’all – the faithful and the new and those just passing …
Category Archives: Love Letters
Coming Out and into the wide arms of the World Web
I have been thinking a lot about spirituality this past weekend. It came after listening to Gina DeVee coach a client on Friday night – an Australian woman expressing how she wanted to incorporate spirituality into her coaching business but was afraid of being judged by her friends, family and society at large. She believed …
Continue reading “Coming Out and into the wide arms of the World Web”
My Beautiful Mess : free-basing metaphoria (because it’s Christmas!)
Hello my friends! My time here in Perth is coming to an end. Yep, in three days’ time I’ll be leaving and, though I am sad in the way that I always will be, I am also not sad to be going back to Lucerne. Yes, not sad. It’s time to get back to my …
Continue reading “My Beautiful Mess : free-basing metaphoria (because it’s Christmas!)”
Friday in the light
Well, that experiment of writing for a week did nothing to kill my inner critic. You know that guy? It’s the voice of the ego, telling you you’re shit and you shouldn’t try. The only thing that shuts the voice up is the act of doing. So here I am. On Tuesday I tried to …
Crazy little thing called Faith
“Do you have a faith?” The pastoral care officer asked me as she stood beside the bed I had been assigned while I waited. It was bed 21 and I thought it was a good omen. I had enjoyed being 21 and it was an odd number, made up of three and seven …
When you wish upon the moon…
No, you will not land amongst the stars! Well, okay maybe you will. Today I am writing about two things I love – the moon and the ocean. Many moons ago (haha) I wrote about my love of the full one and its power to transform even the most sensible beetroot juice drinker into a raving …
keeper of the secrets
The human race seems to be separated into two groups – those who keep a journal and those who do not. I’m not saying that one is better than the other (because clearly I’d be biased if I did), but as a compulsive journaler, I just don’t know how the other group gets on in …
adventures in wonderland : the barista, the music-maker and us!
It was a Sunday afternoon in Luzern when the epiphany rolled into the living room. I had been looking at Facebook. It was just a quick session (which is the best kind I think) – I read a few comments people had written in response to some photos I’d posted and I replied to them …
Continue reading “adventures in wonderland : the barista, the music-maker and us!”
NO CATS WERE KILLED IN THE MAKING OF THAT BLOG POST
Oh MY!! M has pointed out that it seemed like I killed my cats. NO CATS WERE KILLED! It was my dark side but it wasn’t that dark. I was just trying to say that kids can be cruel, you know? I have now updated the post but can’t take back the emails. Please don’t …
Continue reading “NO CATS WERE KILLED IN THE MAKING OF THAT BLOG POST”
a view from the train
It’s been forever since I sat for eight hours just listening to music and staring out the window. Maybe never. It was a surprise, I hadn’t planned it. That was a surprise too. I like to plan stuff. I like to have all my stuff with me just in case. The week before I left …
Wonderlust 