Christmas makes me nostalgic of simpler times, innocent times. Born and raised in a Christian home, I remember much of my childhood years spent at church, doing church "things" from Sunday school to services, to choir, to youth groups. It was like a second home and family. Then I grew up. I began to receive "advice"... Continue Reading →
It was masked in righteous indignation and criticism because they were easier to tap into. The holier-than-thou feeling of ‘how could people not see this’, and ‘how could they be so mean’… The suppositions that everyone ought to see or be, and when they don’t, their actions were intentionally hurtful… I noticed moments after they... Continue Reading →
I wrote an email, somewhat scathing in tone, a few days ago. Entirely justified at the time, I thought. I felt I was being unduly taken advantage of, that the prospective recipient of the email was intentionally obstructive and perhaps malicious, at best unthinking and uncaring. Well, I had to defend myself, don’t I? I... Continue Reading →
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 57 with prompt words - Bust, Must The bust of Buddha Symbol of compassion, grace Must bring certain peace? - FlorenceT © 2015 Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
I am a human being. Nothing human can be alien to me. ~ Terence circa 170BC I stumbled upon this. My takeaway is... okay, here's an aside. 'Takeaway' refers to 'lesson learnt' or 'light-bulb moment' - a term which is rather common in therapeutic circles in Sydney. So my takeaway from this video is... Continue Reading →
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As I sit down to write about bullying and to be part of the collective voice of #1000Speak on 'Building for Bullying', I can't help but ask, "what about the bully?" Let me say this first up - bullying is unacceptable. It is hurtful, it is harming... it has potential long term effects on those... Continue Reading →
I had left this post rather late for a myriad of reasons. And so when I sat down to begin, my initial thought was ‘how about something quick’ then swiftly followed by ‘it won’t do this post justice’. It would seem I am not one who take shortcuts. So, what to write about compassion –... Continue Reading →
I am Australian, and no matter how much I tried to avoid the sensationalism of the news of 'the siege' yesterday, well it hit me. Disbelief at first, then the sensation which I have since identified as anxiety. 1. The fearful realisation that the city I live in, part of my world, is not immune... Continue Reading →