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Eleven years ago today, on a muggy Wednesday morning - much like this one I'm writing on - I was diagnosed with leukaemia. I was 31. I was on my honeymoon. It was a lightning bolt out of the crazy blue. It was my thief in the night. For the first few hours after hearing the news, I started blaming myself. I tried to find answers. Was it 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

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

Hello Brightness

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  Hello brightness. Little fireflies glowing at my window. Smouldering tinsel in the tender light of dawn. Noiseless in the aching wind. I see you there. Sequin-like in the fog. Digging out of the heaviness of my bones. Rising through blood and fear. Gently unpinning head from heart. Is this how change reveals itself? A Continue Reading

To Begin

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Let it all uncoil. One word at a time. To begin again. To begin.  :::::: Here is my view right now. The first moment of stillness in months. Bright new morning. I’m sorry I’ve been away. I feel like I’ve been a sailor on the seas, and this is my first day on dry land. Legs are steady. I’ve had a good night’s sleep. Hello Continue Reading

Ten Years

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Ten years ago a bride woke up on her wedding day with a bruise the size of a grapefruit on her fore-arm. It was green and unsightly, but the long Juliet-sleeves of her wedding dress covered it up nicely. She thought the bruise was odd, but she soon forgot about it because she was about to step into the happiest day of her life. And it was. It was Continue Reading


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Today one of my favourite poets, Seamus Heaney, has died. This news may not ripple too far from Ireland, but the sadness has registered to my poetic heart all the way over here in Australia. He was a Nobel Prize winner. A poetic genius. He profoundly influenced a generation of Irish artists, musicians and writers. And he profoundly influenced Continue Reading


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I moved to Melbourne 11 years ago. In that time I married Mr G, survived leukaemia, gave birth to 2 children, and tried most resolutely to make a home for myself. It looks nice. The people are nice. There's some good things about it. It looks deceptively like home. But after all these years, it's still doesn't feel like home. Before this I was Continue Reading

What’s Your Story?

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Everyone has a story. It’s a little light in our souls, like a flickering candle that keeps reminding us we’re alive. Some people are happy to keep their stories to themselves. And then there’s writers, artists, bloggers... the people who express their stories to the world. This time last year I read a blog post that gave me the balls to Continue Reading

I Am Not At War With Anyone

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If it wasn’t for her request the night before, we wouldn’t have gone. My four year old daughter wanted to go to an Anzac Day parade. I had not attended anything Anzac before. No soldiers in my family. No huge feelings of patriotism. And being a pacifist, I confess to not really being interested in anything to do with war - even past wars. Still, Continue Reading