Tag: love
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to age is a privilege, not a punishment
Ever hear a word in a sentence that jumps out at you and initiates a tangent into deeper thinking about life? When I heard the word privilege recently, something resonated in my soul. Something deep down sparked inside me, and it got me thinking. What does it that word really and truly mean? I guess…
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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 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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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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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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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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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…
the happy cactus 