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The choice to wake up

So, this week I received a call from the front desk at the local primary school. Again. The second call within the last 10 days. “Child #2 has fallen on her elbow.” Again. “And she won’t move it.”

Dancing to Emptiness

So, it was raining leaves this morning. Yellow, curled leaves. And because the wind was so still and the streets of Melbourne so quiet, they danced their way to the grass. In the centre of Victoria Parade. As if knowing that moving comes from body. And dancing, spinning and twirling comes from soul.

Mother’s day

So, it’s mother’s day. And as a mum I have been blessed with helping to shape the worlds of 3 small folk. Apparently I do some things well. Like making yogurt berry muffins. And spotting handstands. And some things I could do better. Like letting them drink orange juice. Or buying Fanta

So, I had a chat with the vet this week. It was a long chat. He used a whiteboard. With diagrams. And 5 options. Because one of my puppies has a limp. A kinda big one. The limp doesn’t stop her trying to come for a run. Or dropping a stick at my feet at …

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6 Dollars

So, there’s a guy who stands out the front of our Coles who sells the Big Issue. He doesn’t have the straightest teeth. In fact, some of them are missing. And yet his constant smile beams – despite the shadow he always seems to stand in. As he waits for punters to purchase. I often …

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Sisters

So, I’m just back from Melbourne. It’s a place I still go to for work. It’s a place I still go to for parties. But this week, it was a place I went to to go home. Because my middle sister is in town.

Wandering through clouds

So, a voice of my generation lost his life 20 years ago today. It was a voice that screamed into my head from the pain in his heart. I can still remember hearing, “Smells like Teen Spirit” for the first time. I was playing pool in the Lincoln caf. It stopped me mid-shot. His growling, …

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RACV Check

So, I bought a new car yesterday. When I say new, I mean I’m the 3rd person to own it. But when your current wheels pre-date a Richmond premiership, a 10 year old car is a new car. Now I don’t know my fan belt from my seatbelt, so I’ve always had a strong bloke …

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The authentic voice

So, sometimes you can be in the wrong place at the wrong time. In can be something small. The slow cue in the supermarket. The route where there are roadworks. The lane where the car breaks down. Or it can be something big. The bump in the road. The room of a diagnosis – and …

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The Blink

So, we went for a bike ride this week. My eldest child and I.It’s tricky being the eldest. I’m one. I’m married to one. I come from one. And so I have really tried to play down the reliable, responsible, perfectionist within my eldest’s innate being. All these aspects seeming to go hand-in-hand with her …

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