There is something almost sacred about those quiet mornings when it’s just me and my cuppa. The house is still. No one calling out. No phones buzzing. Just that soft early light slipping through the windows and the gentle hum of a new day stretching awake. I wrap my hands around the warm mug and…
Category: Reflections
The Joy of Writing
In the quiet spaces between breaths, in the soft stillness of the soul, there exists a flame that flickers and dances — a passion ignited by the simple stroke of a pen upon paper, or the gentle tap of keys beneath waiting fingertips. It is not loud. It does not demand attention. But it burns…
Untangle Me
The need to get away is never really about running. It isn’t about kilometres or destinations marked on a map. It is about creating space within myself. A quiet stepping back. A loosening of expectations. A longing to breathe differently — slower, deeper — until life feels simple again and my shoulders remember how to…
Good Morning
This morning I find myself wishing I could somehow share this tranquil place with you — to put into words the quiet splendour of waking in the countryside. I wish you could hear the gentle melodies of the Australian bush as the day begins — the cheerful laughter of kookaburras drifting through the open air,…
A Dream
As the warmth of the summer sun enveloped my husband Peter and me in the cosy embrace of our favourite café’s backyard today, we found ourselves immersed in a conversation. Amidst the gentle hum of chatter and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, a question lingered in the air, waiting to be acknowledged: What would…
My Pink Ribbon Day
Despite the overwhelming fatigue from tending to my elderly parents in the past weeks, I found myself wide awake in the early morning hours today. Melbourne was lit with flashes of lightning as a rapid rainband swept through, accompanied by sporadic thunderstorms. Attempting to dismiss the vivid flashes behind my curtains, I struggled to return…
True Beauty
During my visit to the hospital to see my mum today, I shared an elevator with an elderly couple. They got off one floor before me. Witnessing the elderly gentleman gently take the lady’s hand and leave the lift together made my world pause. Holding the lift door open a bit longer, I observed the…
Good Morning Twenty Twenty-Four
I find myself waking up, or should I say, grappling to rouse myself into a new year. It’s a struggle between the allure of sweet dreamland, which persistently tugs me back, and the desire to rise and savour the very first chai of twenty twenty-four. Although the temptation to slip back into a deeper sleep…
Bless Your Heart
At the moment, our home is like a linguistic smoothie, blending accents from around the world! You see, our friends from Florida are currently enjoying an extended stay with us throughout the entire month of November. Within the confines of our humble home, there’s not just the delightful blend of Finnish and Australian accents echoing…
Life is Short
Have you ever received news that left you wandering aimlessly, with your mind so consumed by thoughts that, despite your desire to be productive, you find yourself unable to accomplish anything? Today happens to be one of those days for me. This year, the shortness and unpredictability of human life have become so intimately intertwined…
Apples of Gold 