I’m happy in Sydney. I love living here. With the exception of the humidity, I love the weather. I love feeling the sunshine on my skin in August amongst the chill of the air. I love seeing rain, and tilting my head back and opening my mouth, letting the drops hit my tongue like I… Continue reading Honouring the Past, and Embracing the Present
Within the confusion of where I am spiritually, within the darkness that winter still brings, and accompanied by the voices that won’t be quiet within my head, I think it might be time to completely withdraw from civilisation for a little bit. And by “completely” I do mean with the exception of work. The bills… Continue reading Withdrawing
Of late, I have been missing where I grew up. This can be both a good thing, and a very dangerous thing. To be honest, I don’t want to live in the town I grew up. I don’t want to raise my children there. It’s an oversized country town that doesn’t know who it is;… Continue reading The realisation that change is good, change is happening, and I have no idea if I’m ready
I died last night, and I found peace. I was home, home on the beach I love so much. Where my hands buzz from the energy of the land, and where magick dwells and escapes from me the moment my bare feet touches the sand. A slight breeze kissed my cheek as I made my… Continue reading Finding my way home – a drabble
I’ve been disconnected, as my body was craving the energies of where I used to live. However, I was finally able to connect with the new land energies today. My hubby and I moved interstate recently. Living in a predominantly Christian and Muslim community, it’s hard to feel comfortable at the local parks. But the… Continue reading Reconnecting
I’ve convinced my partner to allow us to have a handfasting wedding. We’re not “normal” by any means, and we’re definitely not having a “normal” wedding. No white dress, no church, no rings, no tiered wedding cake with horrible fondant frosting. I shudder at the thought of fondant icing. I know it’s nice and smooth… Continue reading Eucalyptus Broom
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