Another year, another ode, another opportunity to reflect on the last 365 days. If 2016 was my year of “re-awakening”, by 2017 I was well and truly awake. Up until I quit my full-time job late last year, the image that kept playing in my head was of me sitting in a waiting room, patiently waiting for my name to be called. This year I gained … Continue reading An ode to 2017
And just like that another year has passed. But not without the usual bumps, kinks and bends in the road that make the ride all the more memorable. If there was one thing this year has been for me, it’s been a little bit of a reawakening. And not in a “take me to church” spiritual kind of way or barefoot yogi, “I only eat organically activated … Continue reading Ode to 2016
Life is like a shopping trolley full of groceries. Packed to the brim with life’s riches, rolling the thing home requires balance. Because no-one wants their bag of oranges rolling down Anzac Parade. A few weekends ago my bananas fell out of the trolley and I had an internal combustion. If there’s one thing this new job has taught me it’s the importance of leading a … Continue reading Shopping trolleys
Change is never an easy thing. When you’re comfortable with what you’re doing and where you are in life, the last thing you need is a curve ball strong enough to knock you off your stable ledge and into the unknown waters below. But then again, how do you know there isn’t something better out there? If we knew with certainty which way to go in life, whether it … Continue reading Sink or swim?
Remember those alphabet books you had as a kid?? I had a swish Disney-themed one which I loved to tatters. You remember. ‘B’ is for BAMBI, ‘C’ is for CINDERELLA. Late last year fashion photographer Tim Walker released his own Granny-themed version aptly titled ‘The Granny Alphabet’. But this book is more than just your ABC’s. As Walker explains: Old age brings back this childlike … Continue reading ‘G’ is for Grandma
I have an old lady’s left lung. This story begins in the craziest city on earth – New York City. I was delighted to be welcomed by an old teddy bear nailed to a telephone pole as I got off the L-train in the heart of Brooklyn. After checking into a hostel that looked like it was out of a horror movie, I found myself … Continue reading An old lady’s left lung