As I walk, everything passes me by. The ever-changing bushland, wildflowers, bird life, huts. Sometimes just a blur of green, browns and greys in my peripherals. Time seems to stand still as I stop to bend down and look closely at a single tiny flower. A butterfly flight pattern can affect my own internal rhythm.…
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Maybe this is a morbid subject. Some people fear death and sadly some people welcome it, or have no choice but to live with it as their shadow. I’ve had to come to some terms with it for myself, living with a chronic illness, but it wasn’t until a couple of months ago that I…
Read MoreThe crushing news of the recent events in Christchurch & resulting grief felt by humanity, has left me feeling empty, bitter, uninspired & all-in-all hopeless. I use journaling as an avenue for self reflection & expression. So here it is. My therapy, in an attempt to deal with these emotions & also honour victims all…
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