I need another shower

TW: sexual assault / rape / violence This is an adaptation of a segment from a longer piece which I hope to share soon… I just feel that the current climate in Australia calls for this part to be shared now. Right now, Australian women are being told by the Australian leadership team every dayContinue reading “I need another shower”

Feeling sick – IWD Week 2021

Last year I took this photo at the start of the week of IWD. Despite the blatant misogyny under which we were – and still lived at that time, I felt more energy, I had more hope that things would change. That hope has been fading, and I swear my invisible scars have become moreContinue reading “Feeling sick – IWD Week 2021”

No wrong way…

As with all my work – I cannot claim to speak for everyone… this is what I have seen, felt and learned through my life and experiences. I believe that survivors of trauma, assault and abuse are often told or led to believe that there is a “correct” way in which we must present andContinue reading “No wrong way…”

Not in My Cave You Don’t

My son asked me the other day how grown ups know, when they are having ‘grown up time’ that it feels good. He wanted to know specifically which part of the brain told the heart that ‘this is the one.’ Not a question I had been planning to answer as we ran down the streetContinue reading “Not in My Cave You Don’t”

Boys will be….come dangerous men

If we think boys are less mature and capable than females – why do we not change the legal age for driving and voting by gender? If we truly want to hide behind the excuses of ‘boys will be boys’ and ‘girls are more mature’ – well then boys shouldn’t vote until they are 25 or have a learners driver permit until they are 20.

I just gotta say this

I just spend about 30 minutes writing up a post which I can not publish. It is relating to my son finding audio recordings of me singing in German, and us both in a rural village in Kenya … during the post and explaining all of this my son goes from laughing to sad toContinue reading “I just gotta say this”

Talk dirty to me…

I was musing this morning… about 90% of my childhood memories I have involve my Mum feeding babies – or making food (I like food memories). It also occurred to me after my son was born that despite seeing babies fed every day of my life, and it being an everyday, essential, and natural occurrenceContinue reading “Talk dirty to me…”

For a love of words…

I love poetry and am more than a little amused when I tell people this and their initial reaction to the genre is that it is boring, old fashioned, and/or pretentious before I see images with quotes from the poems of Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī, Maya Angelous, Drake and Tupac popping up on their social mediaContinue reading “For a love of words…”