Back when blogging was in vogue pre-new years posts centred on a word for the year. A word that would epitomise how a person would connect with their space and surroundings for the year coming. A word that people would try to embody how to work and play. This year my word as focus was […]
It was between morning tea and the second lecture of the day that I raced across campus to the printer. The morning I had asked the kind man to triple check my USB. I needed to make sure that the final, final, final version of the thesis was the one being turned into three bound copies for […]
Today is World Social Work Day…strangely it’s a day that not many know of, despite the fact that most of us might know, might love, and might have worked with or worked for a social worker. Two decades ago I made the vague decision to follow a path into the wonderful wonky world of social […]
Next week it will be a decade since my first marriage ended. Love after love was high on my list of priorities in those early days, ways to navigate the dark arduous moments of being left to care for my daughter. A decade is a long time to be pondering those wounds, the wounds that […]
‘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 […]
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 […]
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 […]