Reframing

When I was 41, I was ready to leave a job that felt like it was crushing my soul. I’d just returned from living and working in the Philippines with my family for two years and was finding it hard to adjust to coming home. I’d struggled with depression at times in my life, but…

Not Brave

Bravery is the state of showing mental or moral strength to face danger, fear, or difficulty. It brings to mind images of firefighters, cancer survivors, our armed forces, those who have stood against tyranny or abuse. Heroes. Legends. Warriors. What it does not bring to mind, is a picture of me, or anyone else, in…

Rewriting Your Story

The New Year lends itself to a ‘reset’ in many people’s lives. New year resolutions, reboots, challenges, audits, bucket lists, intention setting. It is a time to evaluate the past year and determine whether you want to implement a few changes for the coming year.  Tomorrow night I’m attending a ceremony to mark this transition…

Shame

Some of my best pondering is done while hanging out the washing. I don’t know why, but there is something in the repetitive action of pegging clothes that gets me introspective and frequently triggers motivation for writing something. Today, as I hung out some of the never-ending laundry pile, I was thinking about body image…

Cossie Confidence

A few years ago, posting a picture like this would not have been possible. In fact, no pictures like this exist of me from a few years ago. They were instantly deleted before anyone could see them. The idea of sharing a photo of me in swimwear, showing all the perceived flaws of my body…

You Do You Boo

I’m sitting high above the world today in one of my favourite places to retreat to, Montville near the Glasshouse Mountains. My son is having a Zookeeper experience at Australia Zoo and so I’ve got 5 hours all alone to wander these quaint streets and write with a spectacular view. I’ve been ruminating on a…

No Mean Girls Here

If reality TV was all you had to base your opinion of female relationships on, you’d be forgiven for thinking women simply cannot be in a room together without resorting to bitchy competition. Yet, that doesn’t reflect my life at all. I am surrounded by a tribe of women who lift me up and celebrate…

And that’s a wrap

My commitment to writing a new blog each day was overruled by the absolute exhaustion my body experienced. Plus typing while on the bus made me nauseous. So now, in the comfort of my home office, my head is swimming with thoughts and emotions I want to get down on paper (computer screen). I plan…