‘Nothing prepares you for motherhood!’ I hear the wise woman say. ‘You’re never really ready for birth and beyond.’ I get the picture, that the magnificence of childbearing and motherhood is a learn-on-the-job experience. I’m the first to admit, nothing could have prepared me for drawing the short-straw of 8 months of ‘morning sickness’. But […]
Dr Somé’s disconcerted face from under his little hat has looked my way everyday this week through Facebook messaging from on-the-pulse friends. How could I ignore a title: ‘What a Shaman Sees in a Mental Hospital’? I didn’t know we still called them ‘mental hospitals’! And yet it seems our all-over-the-pulse friends from ‘Earth. We are one.‘ who publish a plethora […]
His Holiness, the Dalai Lama has a model of intimacy based on a willingness to open ourselves to many others, to family, friends and even strangers forming genuine deep bonds based on our common humanity. I doubt you need to be a Buddhist to understand this. In His Holiness’ book, ‘The Art of Happiness’, He […]
<!– On 24th July 2014, I presented at the National Suicide Prevention Conference in Perth, Western Australia about my recovery from attempted suicide. This was a special milestone for me – speaking publicly about my attempt and also proposing steps to recovery that others could integrate into their life. I discuss the role of The Suicide […]
When spoken word poet, Jessie Giles, announced that she was leaving Facebook, I hunted her down with a WHY? Here is a passionate poet who always has something of value to say. A beautiful young woman with the unique ability to show up society with the delicacy of a calligraphy pen, JG speaks candidly about […]
For the past decade, each year has not gone by without, what I call, a Writing Retreat. Destinations have varied from the jungles of Mexico, WWOOFing farms, psychiatric clinics, the quietude of Canberra at my Godfather’s home, suburban Bungalow summers, undercover journaling on Vipassana, out-welcomed stays with my father, and, just recently, the precious, bushy […]
For the past decade, each year has not gone by without, what I call, a Writing Retreat. Destinations have varied from the jungles of Mexico, WWOOFing farms, psychiatric clinics, the quietude of Canberra at my Godfather’s home, suburban Bungalow summers, undercover journaling on Vipassana, out-welcomed stays with my father, and, just recently, the precious, bushy […]
I decided to ditch Ek’s reading list on the ‘present moment’ and pursue something a little more ‘here and now’. My suffering attitude – it had to go before I could even face my own shadow – so I ditched it in favor of perspective, anew. I dived straight to the heart of what it […]
I’d consider Ekhart Tolle a good buddy of mine but I can’t say I liked him upon first meeting. He highlighted the habitual way I referred to troubles of my mind, ways that were limiting and disempowering. It was Ek who bust through my self-imposed suffering when he wrote something along the lines of, […]
