This Life

Words at dawn

I wrote in the dark this morning. It was fitting for pure alchemy. Writing from that place where in the dawn’s whisperings the words wash up and settle where they land, like golden light. Real and raw. The intimate session was led by the dreamy wordsmith of wild, wondrous...

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When Less is More Than Enough

Is it just me? I’m noticing a slow-down and a trend towards the simple; an unstuffed life. People are choosing more stillness, minimalism and meaning in a world hinged on consumerism and increased productivity. There is a steady aversion to a life of frenzy and constant achievement with no...

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Love in 2017

This theme of love keeps showing up. It’s everywhere, and often in disguise. It makes me sigh and smile. Yeah, hello there again, you’re rather nice, thank you. But when it lands its light into a greyed-out hour, my soul bubbles with relief. There you are, what took so...

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On the Road

We’re on a shimmering open road that smells of Summer, careening to some future place that pulls us forward, my youngest son and I. I’m fixated on him as he drives us, his cut jawline, runaway curls and strong hands on the wheel.   Bush, trees and blue skies fly...

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Her dance. My song. Our time.

I heard of a woman whose moment of overwhelm in a supermarket choosing yoghurt, became a metaphor of an unlived life in which she didn’t know herself at all and couldn’t go on in a job she despised, that made her feel sick. I learnt of a woman, who...

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A Case for Blue

I felt the thrill of possibility when the editor of Vogue Living Australia announced this month that blue is the new white. Neale Whitaker said it was having a marked collective moment across fashion, art and interior design, and illustrated his point with glamorous homes in sexy cerulean, from...

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The Muse, all Mothers and Me

The six of us have had a beastly power struggle this weekend. Me the writer, the Mum, the business owner, the wife, the daughter and the friend. It’s not new, it’s the way it is, of course. It’s just that some days it’s a wretched battle for top dog...

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Turning 50

I’m officially a quinquagenarian – a person who is 50 years old or whose age is between 50 and 60. This new category doesn’t conjure up much glamour right off the mark. Well, I’ve danced a fair bit around this subject lately. I’ve checked out the health goddess, Elle McPherson, and gazed at Elizabeth Hurley...

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Why August was essentially awesome

I recently read a book called Essentialism by Greg Mckeown, which invites you to edit the choices you make every day towards a better life. To work out what counts. First thing: 8 hours of sleep a night or thereabout is essential to well being. Then it urges to pare...

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Not Just Tennis

Emotion washed over me as I waved off my 21-year-old son. His tennis bag was checked in with fragile items and his portable racquet stringer was carefully packed in his hand luggage. His most precious items. He looked just like a regular dude about to board a plane, but...

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