Life

  • Shining

    It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Awake at 3:30 am, and really not at all tired, actually. So I thought I’d pay you all a visit and just waffle for a while. I’m not sure why I’m awake.… Continue reading

  • Bullies and Paradox

    Fragile would be an excellent word to describe me in the face of the western world’s bullying culture. I’ve been hearing the same internal whisper over and over for the past few weeks: fortify, Brooke, fortify, says the quiet voice,… Continue reading

  • Grateful.Tired.

    Life is busy and overwhelming at the moment. I’m better for the tools I’ve found to bring me back to softness (walking, gratefulness, meditation) but it’s a mammoth slog I’ve been through. And a mammoth slog that lay ahead. My… Continue reading

  • Giving Back

    What did I actually do for others, apart from give them my love? What did I do to help lift their burdens, to help them maximise their true life potential by easing (or helping to expand) life for them in… Continue reading

  • The Wilderness

    Mmmm. The wilderness within. Let her rise above the soft waves of propriety. Let her unleash her greatest longings. Let her fall into the darkest of nights. Set her free, see her run beyond form, beyond care, beyond life. Let… Continue reading

  • Home Alone

    I’m home alone, tonight. And when I say I’m home alone, I mean my children are here, my husband is not. And when I say my husband is not, I mean I’ve been keeping a secret, and that secret is… Continue reading

  • It’s Not Self Care. It’s Living. Beautifully.

    We tend to just do things, don’t we, without thinking too much of it. We go places, we see people. But do we really go places? Do we really see people? Most importantly, I suppose: do we do this life… Continue reading

  • Relative Darkness

    I’m sitting in the relative darkness and life is happening, all around. In the bedrooms, my children are sleeping. In the branches, possums are creeping across the night. There are bugs out the window by the thousands, spiders spinning elaborate… Continue reading

  • Beautiful People

    To my beautiful people. I miss you. Like a lost piece of my soul, I miss you. Continue reading

  • Thinking

    It’s an odd spot I find myself in. This middle land of bloggy days. This creative world of half-begun. These are the things that I know: I know I love the freedom of this blog: it doesn’t feel right to… Continue reading