Raging fires and devastating drought have overwhelmed this part of the world that we call home and it really has felt like life imploded over the last twelve months. Like the internal and external environments around us have reflected and refracted the same theme and there's been little reprieve from the onslaught.. Impossible diagnosis had … Continue reading Precipitation .
Life's full of contrast.This last season was pain unparalleled and provision unequalled all at once .Identity shifted, thwarted,stolen perhaps...yet blessed, loved and seen better then before.By ones I never expected to be there . Now days I'm introduced as the "single mum".. Ahh.. never wanted that title. It's not that I can't do it.I know … Continue reading Contrast
It seems with all that has been lost of late some years have fallen away too. Heavy taxing years that brought weight to these shoulders and creases to this brow vanish into thin air. Age it seems is running in reverse as the clock ticks backwards and lost hopes are revived from the ashes of … Continue reading Prism
Silence.. Its been ages since silence was welcome.. I used to crave the nightshift hours when my love worked late and the little ones were in bed... Or those early mornings before dawn peaked her head around the night skies blanket and all the world still slept. But in this season of shifting and shaking … Continue reading Rewrite
Endless cycles of broken and breaking only to scar and tear and scar again. Layer upon layer upon layer upon layer and there's no escape from the torment. The demons won't leave. No peace. No safe space... Guarded hidden behind a wall of lies.. Fakery the only language. Life devoid of hope.. Devoid of living … Continue reading Nameless.
For a long time I've held my tongue ..then one day not so long ago our world came undone ..... How do I do this... Hold my head up and walk in faith? For the longest time I've held disappointments hand... I know the valleys well. Well trodden paths of heartache and loneliness. I've survived … Continue reading Mess
I am a sentimental with an artistic bent. That is to say, I have a habit of collecting stuff. Treasures/ junk, call it what you will. I can't help but fall in love with rusty sweet tins and vintage linens. I become emotionally attached to old canvas duffle bags and retro kitchen wears … Continue reading Collectables
It's pitch black out tonight and we are late getting home. There are no street lights out here to light the way. The darkness cloaks the landscape like a blanket.We come up over the rise and the light beam from the headlights cuts through the night. The shadows rush away as light fills the space … Continue reading This little light …
Its the end of March already. What a start to the year it's been. I had such hopes for 2019, such excitement. But then that gut feeling hit, knocking the wind from my lungs. A call from my father confirmed it - Leukaemia. Acute Myeloid Leukaemia to be exact. These words burn my ears and … Continue reading Best laid plans ..
First days of spring were finally here after a long winter both literally and metaphorically speaking...and this particular morning was brutal. Depression can trigger unbeckoned. Like a tsunami, it rips through the sunlight without warning turning the tide on the hope that the day had started with. Sometimes amidst the onslaught, I fall. I forget … Continue reading Green thumb
Night shift 