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The longest day.
Yesterday was the summer solstice. We rose just after 5am without alarm and took a long morning walk. There was a magical sense to everything, because we were expecting there to be. We were seeking gratitude, reflection, awareness and connection, and so it was. We spent time with the water, told each other how we…
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Mothers instinct.
Have you seen it? The movie.. with Anne Hathaway and Jessica Chastain. After the first 20 minutes I wished I hadn’t, then I couldn’t look away. I was playing and pausing at feed times, the only windows where I allow myself to watch television these days. I went for the 1960s housewife culture and actresses…
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Presence > Presents
In these modern times, Christmas is largely a time to sell and perpetuate the myth of Santa Claus while listening to songs about snow falling as we melt in the Australian heat. Many have dropped Christ in the message, favouring “Xmas” and presents as the featured act. After all of the stress comes the events.…
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Various gratitudes.
Tiny miracles contortion into the shells of tomorrow. They are the waves of an ocean we encounter daily yet can only sense with intense curiosity, absolute freedom.
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A year of presence.
Leaving the social media world for all of 2022 began as an experiment to give myself back time and it’s byproduct, attention. I wrote more about that idea on 1/1/22 in The need for silence. Pre-virus, I lived in a sun-lit western aspect mid century studio apartment that had just enough space for me to…
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Springtime in Hopetoun.
Just as we bid fare-thee-well to the southern right whales of winter, the fields gave birth to vivid hues of violet, cyan and luminescent yellow. Over 700 species of wildflowers have drawn thousands of visitors to the renowned and only one of it’s kind, Fitzgerald Biosphere. Hence, my absence from posting, days in the community…
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The dark side of the moon.
Some nights the darkest parts of the room are darker than usual. It’s impossible to get to sleep because every time you try, the hollow quality of the black patches fool rationality and so it’s safer to remain awake. Aware. Alert. On this particular evening there were sounds. A one time beep that had remarkable…
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Missing links.
Mum used to have this saying, actually, she still does. She says “you are the weakest link. Goodbye,” and then hangs up the phone. It’s from a short lived show called The Weakest Link that aired in the early 2000s and was hosted by Cornelia Frances, who played Morag in Home and away. In its…
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13 art classes in Hopetoun.
When the virus first hit I left Melbourne (a short term plan turned indefinite), and stayed with family in Palm Beach, Queensland. Our neighbours were home-schooling their kids. One family that was good friends with ours had an enthusiasm for art, and needed to leave the house, so I started teaching them simple techniques by…
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Five months into a year without zuckermedia.
Using the internet to stay connected and inspired while living in a vast and tangible world. On the first of January I settled on the need for silence. I was working on Instagram in a freelance capacity and viewing it socially. At any moment I could look into the window of someone else’s experience and,…
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