Category: acceptance
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metamorphosis
Where and how do I begin to express where/what/how/who I have become. I have journeyed on a long, tedious expedition these last two years. I took a sabbatical from teaching due to suffering from severe burnout and the health effects that come with it. I spent term 2, 3 and part of 4 recovering in…
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how to improve your journey through life? learn!
The endless journey of learning about myself has been littered with so many revelations. Most of them are lightbulb moments of ‘whaaaaaaaat!!!’ whilst others are just like a sucker punch to the gut which both scenarios have left me in a state of flummox. My parents and their generation, most of them anyway, were not…
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how many untruths must i tell?
Numerous times in life I have lacked the courage to articulate what rests heavily within my heart. Instead, I just allow it fester and gnaw its way through my mind, endlessly floating, churning, spinning, morphing into a false narrative that has no capacity to eventuate. The main characters mutate into a villainous shadow wrought with…
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imprint
Later this year, we are traveling to the UK. Exciting right? Unbelievable that we are finally booked in and the big ticket items have been paid for already and now we just have to plan the route and sites to see. Easy? Sure. But actually though…rather hard. My dear friend has said to me ‘you…
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grief
Grief is a heavy weighted blanket, swathed around your shoulders, impeding your movements and tangling your thoughts. It is a dense fog shrouding your vision with variegated shades grey, turning the simple mundane tasks into mindless distant shadowed memories. It flavours your soul with a residue of hollowness, dispelling all breath leaving you inhaling loss…
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discarded
When my kids were little, they were obsessed with their Tamagotchi. They loved the fact they had to care for, feed, change and nap a digital entity or it would die. So much so that whilst I was attending university, I had to take them during the day while they were at school, and look…
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roadmap
Back in the 80’s and 90’s, to navigate your way around we had a Refidex or Street Directory. Most Queenslanders called it either Reffo or Gregories. In my case, we said Reffo. It was not an easy feat to navigate your way around; all this was pre-internet and pre-google maps. Not all maps were sequential…
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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,…
the happy cactus 