Adults step aside: Look to children for a lead
As adults, we wake each morning to the thought of another long and busy day. We may dread what lies ahead and hope we can get through it without major hiccups. This is in contrast..
As adults, we wake each morning to the thought of another long and busy day. We may dread what lies ahead and hope we can get through it without major hiccups. This is in contrast..
Is it possible to know where you will be in five, 10 or 15 years? Will you be in the same job? Perhaps you’ll create a family or relocate entirely. Right now, I’m wondering where..
Taxing, chaotic, challenging, a blur! Words come to mind as I sit and reflect on the previous six months. Juggling many roles and responsibilities on one day tends to blend into the next; no wonder..
“Photography is the story I fail to put into words.” Dustin Sparks, Landscape photographer. Two-and-half years have passed since I received a cathartic gift — my first sophisticated camera, a Nikon 5600. Thoughts experienced on that..
Do you have eating disorder experience and have a passion for drawing, painting, taking pictures, or creating digital images? If so, I want to hear from you. A new project is convening and forming in..
“It’s 11.41 pm on Christmas Eve. Tomorrow is a mere 19 minutes away. I really can’t believe Christmas is about to descend upon us. For me, this means another year of elf antics has now..
Time stands still for no-one. Time doesn’t care if you’re out of action with a bad back, feeling extreme exhaustion, facing a seemingly endless list of tasks. Many hardworking, well-intended mums and dads around the..
With December soon to descend upon us, Elf preparations have become my world. Shortly after deciding to grant permission of entry to our ‘clan of elves’ for Christmas 2020, came a harsh realization: the luxury..
A cloud of questions is circulating in my head. The decision is one that only I can make, and I’m stuck in a deep state of procrastination. Do I welcome the return of that clan..
‘Wait! What? I glanced at the calendar and saw that word. NOVEMBER. Noooo! Let’s pretend it isn’t, so Sam and ‘it’ will go away. It doesn’t feel like THAT time of the year again! Surely..