‘If we are truly to become mindful of our existence then our recurrent anxieties become not just a wave we watch pass through our mind, not something to be mastered in order to be a better servant, but a call to action in order to become more fully alive.’ Zoe Krupka wrote this for The […]


April contacted me earlier this month. A reader of this blog since late last year and a person who wanted to share her story. Given this is a collaborative space, where there is power to hear more than one perspective, I invited her to share her thoughts. Her story, of her and her Dad. Welcome […]


‘And when I grow up I will eat sweets every day on the way to work and I will go to bed late every night!’  We sat there. The three of us, arms intertwined  – four rows from the front this past Friday night. I never seem to learn from stress. Each time we arrange […]

Dying to know day 2015

August 8 is Dying to know day – whilst I work as a missing persons researcher, the ambiguity of that loss means that we talk very little about the concept of a ‘good’ death because so much remains unknown. Those conversations, the ones where peoples rights are respected, where the journey is as soft and […]

An action shot of me delivering this talk

  The purpose of turning this talk in to a blog post is one part posterity, and the other part a lesson on learning to listen to the whispers. The image I use in the opening section of the talk, about what I learnt from my PhD, focussed on the artist Kelly Rae Roberts and why […]

How can you not love tea that comes in a cup like this?

Next month it will be exactly one year since I stopped drinking coffee. Please don’t think you have stumbled across a wellness/paleo/whole30 blog, the reason why I’m sharing this post is two reasons – one, as a way to listen to the whispers and two, because its an important way for me to reflect on […]


Last night I sat on the lounge room floor in my pyjamas, It was my birthday so we had a floor picnic for dinner. My 9-year-old daughter was sharing a funny story that she had heard in the playground about the birds and the bees leaving my two step-daughters and my husband crying with laughter. Our youngest […]