More Light

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The days are getting lighter. It's the eve of summer. The days are stretching. The nights are compressing. More light. From as far as I can remember I have always loved light. Is there a more powerful image than light? Light conquering darkness. Light falling through a window. Lanterns twinkling in the night. I've written about light here and Continue Reading

Handa’s Surprise

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So today he woke up and talked about the book again. He gets obsessed with books. I love that he gets obsessed. All that passion and excitement whirling around his little brain. Sometimes it's hard to keep up with too. Especially on Tuesdays. It's the day we spend together, just me and my 4 year old. It's the only day he's not at pre-school. Continue Reading

Little Lion Part 4

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Little lion wakes up next to me every morning. His little body curls into mine just like the day he was born. I still remember that day. How I carried him to my bed, an hour old. How he tucked himself into the crook of my arm. It was like we’d known each other for a lifetime. I knew how to carry him. He knew how to fit. Four years later and Continue Reading

A Gruffalo Party

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Today we had a Gruffalo party. My son turned 4 yesterday. The most favourite thing in the world to this 4 year old is the Gruffalo. So when it came to his party it was only fitting we entered the world of the deep dark wood. Inspired by my boy's passion and imagination, I embraced all things Gruffalo. He made sure I remained true to the Continue Reading

Lost Things

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I wrote this piece called 'Lost Things' two years ago for Bide magazine. Bide is an online subscription and the brainchild of my talented blogger friend, Anna Spargo-Ryan. Bide took a hiatus for awhile, but it's coming back to be re-launched very soon. Please welcome it when it returns in the new year. I've often thought about 'Lost Things', and Continue Reading

Fresh Air

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It was timely. Fresh new start to my life co-incided with a freshly broken blog. It was like my blog was begging me to give it some love. Two weeks ago I wrote a post about feeling better. It was then that my blog's commenting system imploded. It seemed my old design was incompatible with newer systems . The only way to fix it was to upgrade my Continue Reading

Winter Winds

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But if your strife strikes at your sleep Remember spring swaps snow for leaves You'll be happy and wholesome again When the city clears and sun ascends        ~ Winter Winds, Mumford and Sons   It's spring time here. The sun has been shining. The blossoms are blooming. The lemon tree is spilling. The camelias are gushing. And I Continue Reading

Dreaming of Michaelangelo

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Saturn on a line A sun afire on strings and wires To spin above my head and make it right But any time you like You can catch a sight of angel eyes all emptiness and infinite And I dream of Michaelangelo when I’m lying on my bed I see God upon the ceiling I see angels overhead And he seems so close as he reaches out his hand But we Continue Reading

A Sort Of Homecoming

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  The frogs and the cicadas were so loud I thought they were at the foot of my bed. I imagined them hanging from the mosquito net, even though it was absurd. But anything seemed possible in this place. On the other side of the window the rice field gurgled like a giggling baby. And in this cheerful symphony I drifted off to sleep. It Continue Reading

The Truth Will Set You Free

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I spent Christmas Day in the company of 20 asylum seekers at my parent's home. Most had experienced years of incarceration, and endured hardship I can scarcely imagine. They fled situations of trauma only to be further traumatised by our government. The only thing is, I had my family there and they didn't. A few of them showed me photos of their Continue Reading