Life

  • Let’s Do This

    I thought I’d be pooped by now; fifteen k’s into a thirty k walk. But though my feet are sore, and blisters are starting to gift my toes little pops of ‘ouch’ every now and then… All I’m thinking is:… Continue reading

  • Only Human

    I’m not really okay, today. And yesterday— I wasn’t really okay then, either. Yesterday, there were tears. Feelings. And yesterday I couldn’t see the sky, anymore. Maybe it’s hormones. Or the rain. Or maybe it’s just my broken bits screeching Reminding… Continue reading

  • Lemons and Life

    When life gives you lemons, turn them into lemonade. It’s a lovely saying, isn’t it? And it’s right up my alley in terms of the positivity it tosses in the face of life and it’s silly business. *** I want… Continue reading

  • I Am

    I am. And I love. And everyday I choose To be Me. Again. Continue reading

  • We’ve Got This

    It’s just come to me. Like a roar straight from the heart of the lion. We’ve got this. We do. We’ve got it. See? I’m not going to lie. Sometimes, I think: ‘Ah, crikey. I haven’t really got this. Have I?’ Nope.… Continue reading

  • Speak Your Truth

    Speak your truth. It’s really quite simple when you think about it, isn’t it? So why, then, do we—us human folk—have so many issues following through? I don’t want you, for a moment, to think that this wisdom I’m about… Continue reading

  • The Sky

    I look up and there it is. The sky. Just like before. Just like all my other days. And though it seems like nothing much has changed… Everything is different. Because now… I can finally see the sky. Oh, heavens,… Continue reading

  • Song Writing: The Broken Heart of the World

    Song Writing. It’s the mash-up of my two great loves: music and writing. In fact, to be truly romantic about it, I really must confess that songwriting is also a mash-up of my heart and my soul. I’ve written about… Continue reading

  • Michelle DeKretser. Melbourne Writers Festival

    It was time to tackle a difficult read—a bold move, on my behalf. I’d grown up reading only for pleasure and, up until that point in my life, I’d not felt the need to be challenged by books. Reality could… Continue reading

  • Alexis Wright: Boisbouvier Oration, Melbourne Writers Festival

    I’ve never read an Alexis Wright, book. Until she won the 2018 Stella prize, I’d never even heard her name. But I can’t stop thinking about the speech she gave at the Melbourne Writers Festival on Wednesday night, and I… Continue reading