We had such an amazing time in the UK spending time with my mum & friends & family. We packed in lots of awesome adventures. A trip to Stoke Bruerne near where I grew up, Althorpe House (where Princess Diana …
Category: Personal Reflections
The Critics & Bravery
I have this in the back of my mind ALL the time. We live in an age where social media allows us to hide our real identity or hide behind the physical distance this form of ‘socialising’ allows. It is …
We Leave Tomorrow
Like so many people who haven’t seen their family in years, I haven’t seen my mum in two and a half years. She lives in the UK and I live in Australia, on the opposite side of the world. We …
A Personal Post for Father’s Day
Seven years ago, my father died at 91 years old. I had the opportunity to be with him for about four weeks before he passed. As he lay in his bed, getting weaker and weaker and having a dose of …
The Lost Art of Foraging
I grew up camping and fishing. I knew what a stinging nettled looked and felt like, I knew what plant to rub on a sting if I got one. I knew which berries I could eat and which ones would …
A Family Hike: Mt Kosciuszko
Mt Kosciuszko is Australia’s tallest mountain at 2,228 metres (7,310 ft) above sea level. We went to visit over a long weekend. I was surprised by how different Thredbo, the little town at the bottom of the mountain, felt from …
Reflections from Retreat With Mind Medicine Australia
Being a therapist it is important to do my own work. Part of that for me is delving into the unconscious and to do that in the most effective way, I need to remove myself from daily life and enter …
EMDR Session – From Panic to Laughter
The image that I had frozen in my mind was on my wedding day. After a year of turmoil, I walk to the top of the staircase to walk down the aisle. My parents and the bridesmaids have all gone …
Being the Mother of a Creative Child
All children are naturally creative. I often feel too busy to be creative, and that way of being doesn’t move me towards health or self-fulfillment. Now, when Ariel shops to randomly write the first letter of her name in the …
Day of Mourning
I allow myself to feel this grief—the pain of it all. Day of Mourning. Love Jen