Wild Divine Woman

Happy International Women’s Day to anyone who needs to hear it. As a woman who buys button down shirts from the men’s section in thrift stores, who barely understands make-up and who has therefore only ever experienced a crumbling sense of self after applying an unconvincing layer of foundation over my freckles, I tend toContinue reading “Wild Divine Woman”

Three Decades Strong (& Vulnerable)

Thirty. A year to wash my hands, pronounce myself clean, and finally – get on with living. Enter: vulnerability. Always never feeling adequate. Do the doves feel this? I wish I knew. I didn’t know much about turning thirty before I did. Life does surprise. At 29, one of my single greatest self-discoveries occurred whileContinue reading “Three Decades Strong (& Vulnerable)”

Coral is My Favourite Colour

Last Monday, I slung on the broad straps of my tote bag and slipped my bare toes into the welcoming cork beds of strappy Birkenstock sandals. Mid-morning slid into its 10:30am time slot and I was determined to relieve my busy thoughts with a panoramic view of the Coral Sea. Never before Australia did IContinue reading “Coral is My Favourite Colour”

Petals of a Flower

Young girl in pink- Come straight to shore. The current ripped,beat, sweltered, and tore us apart. A life long will of Itch, ache, reaction, and contraction before retreating back into my shell. I am not so hollow anymore. The entire earth is my word. Hold me firm,break my crust but please, spare my trust. TheContinue reading “Petals of a Flower”

Blue for Katoomba (Pt. III)

The Risk / Throughout life, your path will lead you down roads peppered with hidden risks and rewards. And although you may choose the direction in which your road winds, are you truly ever capable of plotting out your best days ever? Sometimes, our happiest moments arise when we have surrendered complete control of plansContinue reading “Blue for Katoomba (Pt. III)”

New Orleans / Australia (Pt. II)

Fired (Up) I absolutely resonate with the phrase “fly by the seat of your pants.” Not necessarily because I have ever piloted a plane in which I had to literally feel the g-forces of the aircraft resonating through my butt cheeks in order to steer us to safety, but because most of my new beginningsContinue reading “New Orleans / Australia (Pt. II)”

Australia: The Absolute Beginning (Pt. I)

Israel / Palestine I never knew I wanted to live abroad until I did. I was 11 years old when I boarded my first flight overseas despite never having set foot in an airplane before. The concept of land borders was still a foreign (haha) concept for my brain to grapple with at that ageContinue reading “Australia: The Absolute Beginning (Pt. I)”

Baby Plant

There are clouds and there are gloomy days. There are nights and there are night-crawlers. There are song birds and there are morning glows. Feet that shuffle and feet that slap heavily against hot pavement. Lives to be lived, lives to mourn, lives to adorn, and lives to forget. Yet, here I sit. I haveContinue reading “Baby Plant”

Just You Wait.

So, I googled the word “patience” today. It is a word that I enjoy tucking under the covers of my bed before sweetly cooing it dead-asleep. It is a word that I kindly refuse to accept second helpings of when an employer squashes my demands for more. It is a word that I conveniently disposeContinue reading “Just You Wait.”

Golden Fish

“Goldfish are actually some of the longest-lived fishes you can purchase. They are capable for living several decades under the right conditions, and the supposed record is 49 years of age.” -Arthur Masloski