< why this blog name? > This is a really deep and personal question - without meaning for it to be. So. This is more complicated to explain than I had anticipated! Puzzle piece #1 I read a wonderfully profound book, The Afterlife of Billy Fingers by Annie Kagan. Ohmygoodness I adore this book! Get … Continue reading Who is Galaxy Girl?
I feel this massive, irrational and unexplainably urgent urge to complete change the whole system. I get frustrated when I haven't accomplished... like... world peace... by 4pm on a Sunday. Like, I don't think the world is working how it is. I think there is SO much pain. And so much devastation. I imagine it as if the … Continue reading Sunday thoughts, and saving the world
Please don't get me wrong. I love that you are here. I am excited, and I invite you to witness and engage as you feel so drawn to do. But I am drawing the line at what is my responsibility, and what is yours. My intention This blog is about owning and honouring myself. Deeply and … Continue reading I am under no obligation to make sense to you
I don't think I really do 'forgiveness'. Which is odd, because it is all the rage in the New Age and Self Development circles that I used to feel so drawn to. Not to mention the religious sermons of childhoods. In trauma circles the idea of forgiveness is sometimes wiped off the table all together … Continue reading beyond ‘forgiveness’
A week late, but still counts. Here are some thoughts on Australia Day. My personal perspective on the politics of Australia Day as a Non-Indigenous person. ... Australia is not the most progressive place...
I *LOVE* coincidences and weird mind bending stories. I love reading books about angels and visitations and dead-people-messages. I love hearing about miracles. I love them because I don't believe in coincidences, so for me, they are just little snippets of wonder fluttering around in the ether. I *LOVE* that I have two incredibly special … Continue reading Things that I love
So since the spreading of my Nanna's ashes, funerals, coffins, and death came up in a big way. I've always been a bit interested in death. And decently obsessed with my own. Not in a weird way. You know, the other not-weird way hahahaha Funerals fascinate me. Coffins perplex me! How can someone even fit into … Continue reading The inaptitude of coffins.