The art of letting go
Life

The art of letting go

Lessons from the universe can come in unusual ways. Mine came in the form of a pair of gold earrings I bought recently on a trip away. They were a ...

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Serve the suffering
Life

Serve the suffering

There is a lot of suffering at the moment. We are witnessing heartache and hardship at all levels: for individuals, families and communities, stat...

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Bound by time
Life

Bound by time

Time moves as fast as I do. If I rush, time rushes. If I use my breathe to slow things down, time slows down. And the moments become richer. The ex...

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Trusting in love
Life

Trusting in love

I trust in love. My love. In the love of those who see me for who I am. Right now. In this moment. I trust in love to show me the way forward. My ...

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The song of abundance
Wayapa

The song of abundance

Every day I am re-born through my morning Wayapa. As I sit with my eyes closed and my bare feet resting on the grass, the sun warming my eyelids an...

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Love thyself

Love thyself

Why is it so hard to love ourselves like we love others? Why are we so hard on ourselves? So unforgiving? Regardless of why, it is time. Time to a...

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An open and pure heart
Life

An open and pure heart

I realised in that moment I had nothing to offer this creature. Nothing to offer but me. And so I decided to go with a open and pure heart.

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The gift of the joy bird
Life

The gift of the joy bird

I felt like I had lost my sparkle. I didn’t know if it was post holiday blues, or something deeper. All I knew, was I was undeserving of one of my ...

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Life is Fragile

Life is Fragile

Things can change very quickly. One moment you can be on firm footing. The next, you are being swept away. In a different direction you never expe...

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Time to listen
Wayapa

Time to listen

To listen to the footstep of our ancestors and their hearts beating in time with ours.

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Waiting for Summer
Life

Waiting for Summer

I was reminded last night about the importance of hope, and I am gripping hold of it tightly, with two hands. Without hope, there is simply despair...

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Miss you, dad
Memoir

Miss you, dad

You’ve been gone, in the physical sense, for nine long years. And although I know you are here with us in other ways, hanging out, watching over us...

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