Category: emotional wellbeing
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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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learn to evolve and grow
Sometimes life is so unexplainably and undeniably beautiful. Sometimes it is unfathomably bleak and grey. And sometimes it can be both gloriously colourful with some edges of desolation. Accepting the ever-changing façade of life and all its pretences can be a tricky path to navigate and not always what we imagine that our world would…
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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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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…
the happy cactus 