Human Spirit

"And why would I want to thrash myself? I confusedly asked my running trainer as we stood in the cold air last night after a rigorous training session.  I actually felt my words vibrate up my throat as the maternal wisdom within me really wanted a common sense answer.

"Because it's fun, and that's what you do when you run" he responded genuinely after I asked him about keeping fit at middle age. Read more »

Is there such a thing?

Feeling grief and feeing good simultaneously?

It hasn't happened for me yet.   But then, I am a long way off from sainthood and still must confess that I drop to my knees in dysfunctional despair from time to time.

Less and less these days, but it still happens every now and then.

Actually it happened just this weekend. Read more »

I was asked to present on a panel at an international conference in Sydney a couple of years back to discuss the subjects of Mindfulness and Mediation in modern day life.  On the panel with me were some Buddhist Monks, Clinical Practitioners and other international experts on this subject.  I was fortunate to be the last person to present on this panel, and when it came to sharing my view on mediation techniques and how one masters them, my response was simply. Read more »

We hear a lot about inferiority complexes, you know, when one person feels less than another, and pedestals the other party, but what about the superiority complex? We all know, and if we can be absolutely honest with each other, we at times have all been, one of those people who character assassinate others in order to blow wind up our own arse and feel better or more superior than other mere mortals. 

I used to think I was going backwards if I was feeling fear, that I was being unspiritual and imperfect. Read more »

"If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space".  I used to love that saying but didn't really know why.  Now I do.  I am a proud Edge Dweller learning how to also live in main stream civilization without losing my "edge". Read more »

Somehow the adrenalin that accompanied being rejected had become more of a comfort, than any compliment ever was for me.  Whenever I was upset and needed to calm myself,  I used to think hard of who I could start an argument with by phone, by visiting or pretending to run into.  People that I already had an ongoing hurt with were my most sought after, so that I could pick up where we left off.  Their rejection seemed to be helpful.  It became like a distraction, a new focus point so that I didn't have to believe in myself or try to be better or do better.  Their criticism and refusal to let Read more »

"Well done Honey on your sobriety, I am so sorry you can't join us and share some French champagne, you are a very brave girl."  

If they only knew how relieved I am these days to have an excuse to not sit at their table and listen to their bullshit.  I was the Queen of Bullshit as an active addict alcoholic back in 1995.  My inner Drama Queen is now in retirement, and loving my abundantly peaceful life of self respect ....  and honestly I prefer drinking a tall glass of sparkling mineral water with fresh lime; it doesn't drain my self respect. Read more »

 'Have you heard?'

'Heard what?' I replied without particular apprehension. 

'What your young friend has done: he has killed himself! Didn't you realize how much that guy was suffering?' Read more »

Yeah right! Have you ever heard of anything so ridiculous?

I was gob smacked when I was accused of this very act. Just yesterday, in broad daylight at one of my favourite fruit and veggie shops a complete stranger was ready to put me in emotional handcuffs.

For those who are new to my blog, I am a nature lover. I am the sort of woman who apologises to flowers if I drop them whilst trying to trim and arrange their lovely legs in a vase. Mother Nature and Father Time have been my hearts parents all my life and I respect and adore them. Read more »