Moving to Byron Bay literally sat me on my arse. I had gone from working 3-4 jobs in Brisbane whilst studying in what can only really be described as a hectic 18 months, to working 3 days a week and trying to manage the most ridiculous foot pain I’d ever experienced. I remember being sprawled out on the couch, Bella by my side, watching Harry Potter movies back to back over the course of 5 days. I felt like I was going slowly insane. It was enforced time to pause and reflect. I came to the resounding conclusion that I have been living a life that was mostly fuelled by…
Working the plan
Back in Oz and since landing I have bought a mountain bike, joined a gym, and climbed the highest mountain in the region. Ha ha ha!! Nothing like a bit of external motivation to kick your goals into action. I realised early on in my working life that I much prefer to work in groups to do things that require me to be accountable. At least one other person to show up, do the thing, then we can socialise. Win. Hence me stepping into the conversation of blogging about this adventure with M-J. How fun to have a ‘reason’ to be in consistent communication, buy tech gear (yay outdoor stores!),…
Climbing through the Looking Glass
It was a scanty beginning… Summer camp, North Carolina, 2005. I’m standing on Looking Glass Rock in the middle of a multi-pitch, wearing these weird and effing TIGHT rubber shoes. I gaze out, far above the tree tops, I am so high up. I’ve climbed this chunk of rock and I really have no idea how I got here or what the hell I’m doing. All the serotonin has hit my brain and I’m overwhelmed. I burst into tears. An indifferent reintroduction… Brisbane, Urban Climb West End, 2013 I bought a 10 pass deal that let me climb indoors a bit, then get some free weeks off a membership. It…
Remembrance Day
Today was a magical day. Sitting in a lodge in Kinloch, I was reflecting on how thankful I am on this Remembrance Day. My Pop fought in WW2, he is the person I usually think about most when I’m giving thanks on this day. Today, I was thinking about my wonderful friend Carla who is in the service, the friends and family of those who are absent, reflecting on ANZAC day spent in Villers-Bretonneax last year, and the uncertainty of times. I am grateful. The life I lead is full of love, full of joy, challenges, overwhelming chaos, and fun. I thank those who gained meters in the mud in…