A little excerpt from a letter i wrote this week… i thought you might enjoy this story too.

This week i wrote to a woman who inspires me greatly. A woman who is my reference point for the divine, for sanity, for service. After the words landed on the page i realised it was possible all of us may like to read a few of them. They were shared in the context that…

Kindness and the art of being blessed.

  This past week i have been reflecting on the kindness of others. I have been inundated with snail mail, cooked meals, warm conversations, friendly smiles and my husband even returned home with some wildflowers. My life is immeasurably blessed. And these blessings got me reflecting on the moments that have impacted or changed my life…

Letting Love In…

For as long as I can remember i’ve been in love with love. I’ve searched and questioned and yearned and wanted to understand it since I was a tiny girl. When I was four I came to the understanding that as you grew, if you let it, love would turn you into a big warm…

A window through time…

Sitting in a cafe today I had one of those time standing still moments. As I sat with my husband and youngest daughter I glanced across the room to see a gorgeous young woman enter and greet two of her cherished friends. You could tell straight away these three women loved each other and it…

Scary successful shiny spiritual women who appear to have it all…

You know what, I’m surrounded by divine women. Wise, beautiful, courageous, spiritual divine women. Powerful and strong women that bring profound goodness to this world every single day. And you know what else, some days that scares the pants off me. My inner Tourettes gets so out of control I paralyse myself. I get to…

Here’s an inside view of my inner landscape in the midst of a meltdown.

Chaos calls forth change… Look at birth… It’s messy! (I just discovered these reflections on moving out of our home and reinventing our life. It was written at the end of last year. I often write my way through chapters. You are welcome to read and harvest what you wish.) I’m at that pointy end…