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critic
Mate. Lemme tell you that lately my inner critic has been so nasty, unsupportive and downright negative. Constantly shovelling verbal abuse down my throat with each waking moment and at times, during the night when I get up to pee. Silent images and thoughts that continue to barrage my subconscious into submission has been exhausting…
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weeds
During my daily walk I have with our beautiful dog Winston, I noticed there are loads of weeds sprouting up from the pavement which seem to create a beautiful tree line the entire length of journey. Each weed cluster seems to vary in height, thickness, species and how close they grow together. Now, I don’t…
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shame
In 1989, there was this song by Johnny Diesel and The Injectors called Crying Shame. It’s a catchy tune sung with a twangy throaty Aussie drawl coupled with simple lyrics and a repetitive chorus. The song depicts how he struggles with a mistake that only he can blame himself for. No one else to blame,…
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exercise
To me, the word exercise conjures up men jogging in sweat soaked singlets and short shorts; you know the kind with built in undies that don’t quite cover their meat and two veg. It also sparks a memory of Jane Fonda workout videos that were meticulously followed by lycra-clad thighs and a one piece leotard…
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happiness
Happiness can manifest in various forms and more often than not, is unique for each person. It might be seen as a genuine smile lighting up a face, eyes sparkling with contentment and a body that carries itself with confidence and a spring in your step. It’s reflected in relaxed body language, a carefree demeanour,…
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maintenance
Throughout my deep dive journey on how to optimise my next chapter in life as a marvellous middle-aged mofo, I have come across much of the same information regurgitating the same themes. Here is what I have found…it all leads to the maintenance of our body, in particular, movement, sleep and gut-health. They are separate…
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pursuit
Just like the moon and the sun who are constantly pursuing each other yet never somehow able to shorten the distance between the two, I viewed getting old as the same. Both the sun and moon know the distance will never be reduced and they are content with the knowledge of that. Age happened to…
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