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“Perhaps we can embrace the mud, just as it is… and simply say, ‘Yes, mud. Yes, lotus.’”

A luminous reflection on awakening to the Higher Self, healing the inner child, and remembering that love is who we truly are.

“I wasn’t too much or not enough or weird or broken. I was just me - and I had ADHD.”

We all thrive when we’re seen through a needs-based framework. And often, the most sensitive among us, are the ones guiding us back to the forest.

To me, this poem is an example of the magic and mystery revealed when engaging in cultural repair.

In a world already straining under climate collapse, social injustice, and collective trauma, how do we justify giving ourselves the attention and rest we might desperately need? How do we carve out space to tend to ourselves when so much outside seems unwell?

Our stories are how we make meaning. They’re a lens through which we understand our lives.

The invitation is for us to pour ourselves into our lives as though it were a sacred ceremony. 

My personal pursuit of masculinity has led me down various paths. Some very dark indeed, some full of light, love, and hope for self and others, and a deep respect for this world we live in today.

On some level we’re all traversing tender, wounded parts. Let’s meet there and deepen our relationships, lessening the burden for our children and future generations.

Here 's what I don't like about the term "people-pleasing" : it is inherently shaming.

A heartfelt investigation into Awe - more powerful and available to us than many of us realise.

And the Grandmothers sang to me, "If Love is a River, Listen".

Understanding the letting go process by asking some found snake skins and bones - what are you telling me?

Like a Banksia Man with many mouths, we are full of discordant and opposing voices, but perhaps there is a way of finding harmony.

Getting Real is a way of becoming the change. A dynamic meditation, a reweaving of connections, we can take anywhere, while doing anything.

An introduction to Somatic Therapy or 'Ending the Tyranny of the Mind over the Body'

Exploring our Relationship with Anger

The warm, bright, cycling sun. The strong, steadfast mountain. The deep, mysterious shadow. Dancing eternally with each other.

The circle of shame, really, is just a fire that burns up the shame altogether.