In the dark mess, you know no light.
Logic has no reasoning.
Pain and turmoil are what you know.
There is no rest from your own mind.
It spins on and on - out of control.
You no longer can outrun what you have desperately tried to esca...
The sun rose.
I have a gift for you, a perfume I prepared.
I know – it’s pointless, really. But I just want to give You something for all You are, or were to me.
I came to see You. But You were gone.
They had stolen You, even now.
I laid were your bo...
I honour the divine that is within you.
The divine that is within us all.
The divine that weaves its way through our veins, bringing us to see beauty through pain and joy after sadness.
The divine that is you.
It's the most wonderful time of the year.
But it doesn't feel wonderful to me.
It feels heavy.
The expectations of distant family, where there's so much unspoken history and awkwardness.
We don't have words to fill the silence.
It hangs thick in the...
I'm tired of the fight.
The fight of little me sparking hope that one day this world will be a better place.
The fight of little us standing for people over profit and shouting, "STOP! You will not win."
But you see, they are winning.
Our Aboriginal b...
For those who wander,
You are not lost.
Those who are willing to break,
You are not broken.
Those who are willing to love,
You are not weak.
Those who believe they can change the world,
You are not dreamers.