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Introversion and compartmentalisation… the power to harness strength and balance from within.

Introversion affords me the privilege of responding to life, and not simply losing myself in the raw emotion of the moment, not reacting from some base-line emotional state.
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Why do you write? Why do I?
Why do you write? Why do I write? Why do we write? For each of us, there are many reasons why we write, attempt to weave stories and paint our thoughts into mere words. Undoubtedly, there would be the quintessential responses, such as a cathartic release of energy, a way of processing and expressing thought…
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Healthy boundaries
What strategies do you use to maintain your health and Well-being? I could write a book on this topic. However, for the sake of simplicity, I’ll keep it as short and sweet as possible. Health and Well-being are multifaceted, multi-nuanced concepts that are highly subjective. What one person considers to be elements of good health…
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Wanderlust Warrior

What are your future travel plans? The irrepressible dreamer within is obsessed not just with travel but also with the mere thought of travel. This includes planning all the intricate and obscure details whilst still allowing for the wonder of spontaneity. I am lucky to have travelled the depth and breadth of my country, Australia.…
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Ending Murdoch’s reign and society’s pain.
What would you change about modern society? This is a highly poignant question requiring deeper reflection and thought. At first, I was going to write about certain negative aspects of social media platforms. Don’t get me wrong; I believe that social media plays a crucial role in contemporary society. Unfortunately, the once powerful and far-reaching…
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It’s complicated. Sort of …
When given the luxury of working remotely, I either play gentle background music, preferably meditative or new-age-world or opt for complete silence. I have eclectic tastes, everything from new wave 70’s romantic punk rock to everything contemporary. Albeit, I just can’t or don’t do heavy metal or country music. Those two genres are diametrically opposed…
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Too many choices …
What’s your go-to comfort food? Growing up, mum would lovingly wash, cut and cook to perfection hot delicious morsels of potato goodness, aka hot chips. She would couple them with a cup of sweet tea, fresh bread and the generous smearing of tomato sauce. So now, when I’m craving comfort food, I’ll meticulously cut and…
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Howling Winds, Part 1
It was an absolute struggle to close my eyes against the onslaught of the pervasive howling winds. Even worse, I needed to dodge the unrelenting airborne razor-sharp glass shards and twisted-jagged metal. What good would I be to the mission if I died within the first 5-minutes? None, Man, “Get your act together”. We landed…
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The gift of being introverted…

I’m not going to lie. I definitely identify as being introverted, albeit a confident introvert. That’s not to say I really enjoy other people’s company and can handle being front and centre (for a time). I love people. I love engaging with people in genuine, authentic conversation, not trivial or superficial crap. Not to mention…
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A reprieve from the chaos

Surely these are unprecedented times, with Russia flexing its repulsive monstrous muscle against a courageous Ukraine. Images of innocent people, and buildings bombarded by screeching shells. fill our collective nightmares. The result, complete and utter carnage. The images further exacerbate a collective sense of dread, anguish and foreboding. What could possibly be next? And this…
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Patience … the name of the game

You often hear the saying’ eye of the storm’ or ‘dead calm’, you know when everything feels heavy as if trapped in some form of robotic stagnancy. It’s even worse when you’ve enjoyed a pretty cool ride upon life’s waves up until that point, and somehow you find yourself ‘stuck’ and adrift, needing and wanting…
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Cacophony

Iridescence aglow, awash in moonlight fadingSpiralling, chaotically coruscatingVisitors perhaps, from lands afar,Visitors perhaps, from a distant star. Blinding, buzzing cacophony of sound,Whirling, eruption of earth’s sacred groundFrantically running to escape the haze,Not thinking clearly, trapped in a daze. Portals opening everywhere,Releasing deadly acrid air.Coughing, spluttering it’s hard to breathe,my chest is heavy, I start to…
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Airtight…
Emma knew that by pushing ‘the’ button, all sorts of hell would ensue. There’d be no turning back. Not now, not ever. But what were their options? None, that’s what. Zero, zip, zilch … that’s what! They were literally at wits end, and this was their only option. At least they had planned and prepared,…
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My purpose… need to write… but is it really enough? Am I really enough?
I always thought that I needed to write my story. You know the memoir that would set the literary world ablaze, catapulting me into the stratosphere of published authors. Ok, settle down. You can’t blame a girl for dreaming, even if the dreams are grandiose and bordering on the ridiculous. So this girls’ got to…
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Getting Away …

The break had done Aurora wonders, from the wide-open roads to the vast star studded-expansive skies, and hot ancient healing waters of the artesian baths. Every inch of her was at ease. Which was quite miraculous, given that only 12 short days ago she’d been a pent-up bundle of nerves ready to implode, or explode…
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Authenticity
What quality do you value most in a friend? The qualities that I most value in a friend are discernment, compassion, emotional intelligence, sincerity, humility, a great sense of humour and the ability to see me for who I am, not who they need me to be. Respect is also a key friendship building stone,…
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To be honest
What are you good at? I’m good at so many things, but sadly not great. I am good at emotional integration, radical empathy, healthy detachment and compartmentalisation. I have good pattern recognition skills and have taught myself to say “no” much more easily.
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It’s all just material
What personal belongings do you hold most dear? At the end of the day… It’s all just material stuff that can be replaced. My mother died two days ago (almost) and her passing has taught me that things are just replaceable stuff. It’s the deeply personal treasures that can’t be replaced, the tattered photos of…
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My mum
Who would you like to talk to soon? My mother passed away on Saturday 23rd of May (two days ago) I would love to ask her “Mum, are you happy and at peace now?” I would also ask “Have you seen Dad and three of my siblings who had passed? Especially my brother Mark?”
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A changing lens
What does “having it all” mean to you? Is it attainable? My beautiful mother passed away almost 48 hours ago – thankfully her final unfurling released her from the gnarled clutches of pain and suffering. She is at peace. I am feeling the warm hug of comfort, knowing that her spirit is now free to…
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Life itself
What personal belongings do you hold most dear? As I write this my mother’s body is still warm. She literally passed away less than 2 hours ago. I am not sad, as I knew this was inevitable- it was aggressive late diagnosed cancer – already well metastasised throughout her body. A case of diagnosis to…
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Freedom is everything
What does freedom mean to you? What does freedom mean to me? Everything and more. It means having an enshrined right to make informed choices – without fear of coercion and control. Freedom allows me to make choices- effectively enabling me to be free and able to curate my life, the way that feels right.…
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It’s quite obvious to me and 100’s of million others worldwide.
What public figure do you disagree with the most? I vehemently disagree with Trump and his enabling bunch of despicable despots. Additionally, every other little wannabe fascist dictators who are spewing their hatred across the globe, including Pauline Hanson here in Australia.
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Quite honestly!
What do you do to be involved in the community? Not enough … this is an area of my life that I need to work on more. However being a mother of a daughter with complex medical and disability needs is time consuming. Add to that my hours spent at work, and I’m not left…


