Wherever you go, there you are

Sunday Blog 49 – 14th August 2022 “I thought it was the job, but it’s just me.” I met a dear friend for coffee on this crazy full moon Friday. It was not me who said this, but it very well could have been. I had to say “me too, me too”. We both solemnly …

The idea of home…

Sunday Blog 47 – 31st July 2022 It’s Sunday morning in a Wheatbelt town and we’re closing out a Song Writing Retreat with a voice lesson in the church next to the Quindanning Hotel. The acoustics are amazing. We are doing vocal warm-ups, just singing sounds but no words. The magic that comes from voices …

Labyrinth not a maze…

Sunday Blog 31: 10th April 2022 I have found myself once again obsessed with labyrinths. It must be the extra time I’ve had this week to reflect on unusual topics in the wide expanse of my first week after leaving my job. People often use the term maze and labyrinth interchangeably – but a maze …

Creativity – crushing joy or glorious mystery?

Sunday Blog 19 – 9 Jan 2022 So the first week back in the real world has come and gone, and the new 2022 diary I settled on in the absence of a Desire Map (see last week’s blog) has seen me soar to new habit heights in things such as flossing my teeth. I …

The generosity of writers

Sunday Blog 7 – 10th October 2021 If I remember correctly, I saw Michael Robotham speak at the Margaret River Writers’ Festival a few years ago – or perhaps the Perth Writer’s Festival. My memory is notoriously unreliable. For me, there’s nothing I like more than a Writers’ Festival where you can buy all sorts …