December 29th 2025 I don’t feel like it I don’t feel like it This is the threshold question of life. An inflection point that determines character. When we do not feel like doing it, taking action, smiling when we are lost in despair because we are in customer service (and we are all in customer service), completing the task, whatever it is – what choice do we make? Are we able to dig deep? Or do we capitulate to the lazy, lacking responsibility persona? Sometimes, though rarely, not doing...
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December 28th 2025 Digital despair Digital despair Digital despair is a new and sophisticated tool of class domination, where algorithms and artificial intelligence are methodically and imperceptibly used over time to spread content that fosters feelings of helplessness and resignation. Rezgar Akrawi Over the last few days, I have deliberately deleted almost every article in my news feed. I turned off the news radio and stopped any form of scrolling. I have no idea what is going on outside of...
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December 27th 2025 The beauty of pure raw emotion The beauty of pure raw emotion Even the sky has drama. One day, clear and blue; another, angry and yellow. But do we judge the sky for its drama? Do we try to change it? Or can we see the beauty in the drama? That the dark clouds and the passage of light make something so unique and unforgettable. Human emotion is like the clouds…some days clear, other days angry and dark… There is beauty to be found in all phases… In our world, where the...
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December 26th 2025 Precious silence Precious silence The house is empty. Just for a sweet moment. No demands being made. No one to feed or clean up after. Just me and the empty space. I feel my being expand after days of contraction and holding my breath. I do my best to empty out all the pent-up rage, the pull and push of demanding others, the relentless requirement to feed, clean, shop, repeat. I watch my partner’s son, a natural carer, fluently manage our elder guests. What a blessing. His...
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December 25th 2025 Christmas spirit Christmas spirit The heat hangs like a blanket. The crickets are chirping, a summer sound. An early morning ocean swim to soothe gangled nerves and heated blood. I would have stayed there all day, if I had the option. Christmas in Australia is heat, sand and water. The coffee shop was buzzing. Our little surf community celebrating the morning. The best part of the day. Being surrounded by very old people, bodies and minds slowed by age, stubbornness holding...
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December 24th 2025 Beauty outfoxes us always Beauty outfoxes us always When we allow beauty to be fully present, we are transformed. It really is that simple. Beauty is nature’s way of saying yes to divine order in chaos. To a harmony and frequency that transcends our comprehension. We humans try to reduce things to the explainable. To a scientific sequence. We rationalise. Measure. Seek to make sense of. But beauty outfoxes us always. To contemplate beauty is to invite the mysterious, the...
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December 23rd 2025 A swamp of storms A swamp of storms It stormed all night. Heavy rain, thunder and lightning. A respite from the heat. We were at the beach after sunrise, later than usual. After gusty onshore winds for days, messing the surf up, we were surprised to see amazing surf conditions. Clearly not on anyone else’s radar, as there was no one out. But it was raining heavily, and there was lightning. We debated. Risk surfing in a lightning storm? Or stay safe. We took the risk. In...
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December 22nd 2025 The context for our existence The context for our existence The solstice is here. I love the mathematics of nature’s cycles. There is a certainty to it that is missing from so many other areas of our lives. We know that on this day, for half of the world, it is the shortest day, and for the other half, those of us in the Southern Hemisphere, it is the longest. Just like the sunrise and sunset happen with mathematical precision. Yet we humans, and all of life, refuse to...
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December 21st 2025 Let the storm blow through Let the storm blow through I read this quote earlier today. My mother taught me that the longer you keep that howl trapped inside your body, the more wolf you become, but she never showed me how to let the howl out. Womanhood is also this: a violence louder on the inside than it is on the outside. Smiling when truly all you are doing is baring your teeth. Nikita Gill, This Wild Violence Visits Again I have never been good at smiling. My rage comes...
9 days ago • 2 min read