It wasn’t just a normal way of being with everyone but something that needed time, consistency and a track record of trust. Take away that trust and the love would seemingly dry up like a puddle in the sun. Continue reading “Could We Be THE One?”
I haven’t been one to dabble in different religions throughout life, but whilst I attended Catholic Secondary College I accumulated much experience with the Catholic Church, and in my senior years my interest in the many differing religions brought me to undertake a subject called the Study of Religion.
Whilst I could always see the similarities between the array of religious and spiritual beliefs that inhabit our world, I always felt that they were only bringing part truths but perhaps missing something, or missing the whole. Continue reading “How Esoteric Connective Tissue Therapy Connected me back to God and Religion”
It was a beautiful gift I gave to myself to attend this one-day workshop, and what made it even more special was that I attended with a few friends from the Gold Coast with whom I had shared my study and learning about the Livingness for a few years. Continue reading “Appreciation of Us All”
At the age of 8 I chose to separate from myself. The gap that I created between me and myself has been filled for most of my life with an array of debris that has masqueraded itself as life. One such piece of debris was the belief that evolution works like a ladder – as you climb up it, you evolve.
For a very long time I had a strong sense that I was ‘getting somewhere’ – I felt that I was slowly making my way up the invisible ladder of evolution. I have always been a happy person and never worried too much about anything; I felt that I had things pretty much sorted and I took my happiness as evidence of my bogus ascension. Continue reading “Evolution is a U-Turn, Not a Ladder”
Recently, in the lead up to Christmas, I travelled from Australia to the UK to attend the funeral of a close family member. I had been working through a natural sense of physical loss prior to my trip, and so I was feeling a gentle sense of acceptance within myself as I undertook the long journey north to celebrate the passing of this person’s life.
Travel protocols and security require us at several stages of air travel to declare our reasons for travel, and we often converse with fellow travellers and share our reasons for making such a long trip. Continue reading “Sympathy, Snow and a Robin”
Throughout my life I have been many things to anyone and everyone; and until recently, nothing to myself.
My father had won a scholarship to the local King’s School (as inaugurated by Henry VIII) and so I was drilled into following in his footsteps. I didn’t, and all in all, I must have proved a great disappointment to him and never earned his respect. Continue reading “Learning to Find Me and Live My Life”