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I’m Back, Baby!

I haven’t written in years. There’s been a nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me I need to. You could say that being in my late 20s and navigating life got in the way. Or you could say I’ve been lazy and neglected the importance of writing on my journey. Whatever the reason, and however you frame it, I’m back, baby! Last week I turned 30. THIRTY. When I started this blog, I was 21!…

1000 Miles From Home

Well, 2447 miles or 3938 kilometers. To be precise, is a fucking long way. I’m a fucking long way from home. That’s how I feel today. I feel so far from home, I feel like I’m too far and I need to go back. Other days I feel close to home. That every decision I made in life that led me here was the right one. But not today. Recently my Nan has been sick… Sicker than usual. Before my 5 week trip to…

Short Story – fiction

It is 1992 and the Eagles are in the Grand final which means Elleira’s mother is at the pub down the road watching the game. Elleira is one week old, she hasn’t met her father yet, he works away and won’t be back for another month. Elleira is with her mother at that pub down the road under a pool table asleep in a tiny capsule. The atmosphere in the bar is fierce with excitement as the game is in…

Place – Short Fiction

I’ve been here for three months now. The food is awful and the lights are bright; too bright. I’m sick of Maureen, her rules are oppressive and her breath smells like stale coffee and cigarettes. All of the walls are yellow. Not a happy yellow. Who knew yellow could be so agitating? But what I truly detest are the group sessions. Watching pathetic has beens lie to a group of bigger pathetic has…

Short Fiction – Point of View

Max: I walked past flocks of beautiful white geese and collections of yellow daisies towards the Lakes edge. In the distance the sun is setting over the crystal water casting an orange haze over the wetlands. As I approach the slops of the muddy bank I see her silouette contrast against the horizon. Her flowing hair dances in the fragrant summer breeze. ‘She is so beautiful’ I think to myself as…

I like writing. I like the cathartic feeling of writing. The soothing sound of my mac keys clicking away as each thought turns from a misshapen, swirling whirlwind in my brain to organised letters and sentences on the screen. I like the way that I can feel myself to anyone who has ever felt the love of writing or of story telling. That the calmness I feel right now has once resonated with other…

There are some words which cannot be defined. Well, by definition they can. But if we think of some universal themes of our human world, there are some that are more complex to put into words because we not only experience them, but we feel them in our hearts, in our souls and even in our dreams. The number one universal theme that comes to my mind is love. With love comes happiness right? No…

It always is. My friend introduced me to ‘The Secret’ over the weekend; the idea that the universe is governed by the law of attraction. What you think in your head will manifest, your believes turn into reality and your state of mind drives you either to or away from success.

This weekend I had my first enthralling encounter with some unkind Sydney slander, pointed toward yours truly. Despite…

There’s times when we feel like we’ve got the answers. Times when we hold our head up high and smile at passers by as if they’re people we’ve known for years. Some days we have the world under control and the answers to every single one of the universe’s questions. Sometimes we notice the sound of the wind or the smell of the ocean and smile for absolutely no reason at all.

That’s sometimes.

Othe…

Mariah Carey, Tinder and Buda.

Call me cliché (which of course I am one GIANT cliché), but I think it’s essential to take time at the end of every calendar year to reflect. A few years ago I spent some time in China during the Chinese New Year and took away with me a few important lessons. One fantastic Chinese tradition that came back to Australia with me was the act of cleaning away bad energy at the start of a new year. How…

Two suitcases, four thousand one hundred and ten kilometers, a five-hour plane journey and one effervescent, career-driven, twenty-one-year-old. When you put it like that, moving to the other side of the country away from all of my friends and family to a place where I ultimately didn’t know anybody sounds much more sane.

I’ve been in Sydney for two months now. There’s been good days, great days,…

5 Things I’m Grateful For

Last week I unexpectedly lost my grandma. She was fighting a battle with a number or cancers throughout her body and devoted herself to her husband of over 50 years. She was a fighter; a quintessential Australian woman. A country girl. Someone to aspire to and someone I’ll never forget.

The past few days have left me feeling vulnerable and shocked. How could she be taken from us all? Her kids…

As I get older, travel more and expand my horizons as a writer, I have begun to refer to Perth as ‘the bubble’. The reference came about due to my exploration of leaving this not-so-sleepy city and starting a life in a new city far from the comfort of my friends and family.

The reason I call Perth the bubble is because very few people leave. In Perth ‘everyone knows your name’ similar to that of…

The Power of Literal Down Time

In my busy lifestyle as a full time professional, a Masters student, dedicated friend, charity volunteer, family member, health and fitness enthusiast and social butterfly I have really come to love down time. Down time for me does’t include spending time curled up in my bed sheets alone with a chick flick, however. Down time for me is really focusing on my vinyasa. Although I have just started…

It is in ourselves

29th January 2014: “This morning I woke up feeling different… I felt as if I were floating without a safety net for the first time in my adult life.” These were first and last words in my journal for 2014. I had just gotten back from a beautiful trip to Europe. Some of my big life plans hadn’t gone to plan the week I returned and I decided to make some changes. I met some new people, made some…

In a few hours I’ll be boarding a plane to Europe and in near on 24 hours I’ll be setting foot in London for the first time.

After my experience in Beijing in February this year, I am excited for my one month stint in Europe – the culture hub of the…