I’ve just completed a writing series called ‘words and pictures’. Before I move onto the next series I thought it would be interesting to share my process. This is for anyone who wants to write.
All in Words and Pictures
a teacup full of sky
A few weeks ago I did the Cooloola Great Walk (Queensland, Australia) and contemplated the sky in my teacup - amongst other golden moments.
what is the present moment?
If you’ve ever tried to meditate, you’ve almost certainly come across the phrase - Become aware of the present moment. But what does that actually mean?
i love my sisters
I’d love to say I was a loving, protective, inclusive big sister, but that would definitely not be the whole truth. I could be a real bitch too.
one for me and one for bob
“Oh, didn’t you know? Bob was killed. Every night when I get home from work I get out two beers. One for me and one for Bob. I drink mine and then I let Bob know I’ll drink his for him too.”
watching things grow
A little seed, full of potential, watered with love and persistence, has grown into a tree with deep roots and many branches.
star ruby of jaipur
“Yes, yes, no worries, it will be ready. We will meet you at the station.” Let me tell you a crazy little story, about a star ruby ring made quickly in Jaipur, India.
god in my coffee cup
While it is plainly obvious that yes of course God is in my coffee cup, it’s worth some deeper diving beneath the surface of this most holy of creations.
girl in a beanbag
I’ve been thinking about how music taste is an integral part of identity creating. I'm going to get very honest with you, very not cool, and take you back to the true beginning of my awakening love for music.
put your faith in a loud guitar
I first learnt to play guitar at uni, sitting on the floor of friends’ small college rooms. Smoking rollies, drinking instant coffee or cheap cask wine and slowly learning guitar chords.
dying colourfully
A deciduous tree in autumn is at a distance, a true beauty. A kaleidoscope of perfectly harmonised colours. It’s as though the tree is throwing a party, and every leaf is invited. And it’s a really good party. You can tell. But look a bit closer and death is evident.
banana peel
words and pictures #1 / I sat on the back stairs, feeling great after a vigorous walk. Took my shoes off, freed my toes, soaked up the sun and ate this banana. Life felt complete in that moment. I wonder why we make life so complicated. Why can’t it be as simple as sunshine and barefoot banana eating?