Sunday, May 22, 2022
The Woman Within - Out and Angry
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Dancing through 2022
| Dancing Crone |
To say I have dragged myself through the past couple of years is something of any understatement. Like many others I have been blue.
First there was surgery on my face to remove a Lentigo Maligna melanoma. I got caught in fear and didn't do sufficient research to oppose the course of action the oncologist and plastic surgeon determined for me. I deeply resent not being given all the information that would have allowed me to see I had more than one other choice, one of which I would have made, and especially given that option was their "go to" when the surgery did not remove all the Lentigo Maligna cells and I was still refusing radiation. A choice that appears to have worked.
So many people tell me I should be grateful, so many people tell me the surgeon did a good job and so few of those people know the pain I live in daily since that possibly unnecessary surgery.
The pain is not just physical. There is guilt for failing to look after myself. There is sadness because I feel I no longer feel or look the same. There is self-doubt. There is the belief that I will never find a lover/partner because I am scarred. There is shame because I have put on weight.
Health is holistic isn't it? Everything is inter-related. Fear has been a controlling and limiting force in my life since January 2020. I kept telling myself Covid wasn't impacting me. I shed those goggles and saw clearly how depressed I have been.
I want to dance through 2022, I want to put on music and dance as I paint or draw. I want to dance in the pool, in the park, during the day and after dark. I want to start spending time with others again. I want to facilitate more conversations and workshops with women. I want to take back control of the narrative of my life. Yes, I want to dance in my magnificence, every flawed and beautiful aspect of it.
| In the eye of the storm I am magnificent |
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
Tumbling into a technological black hole
Technology is meant to make life easier right? Well, why then is everything more difficult? This morning I tried to share a new Facebook page I created yet when I looked on my home page, there is no evidence it has been shared.
Then I came here to get a hyperlink to my blog. Seriously I can't work out how to do it.
I sometimes wonder why developers feel the need to keep changing everything. Whatever happened to "if it's not broken don't fix it". Its frustrating when I've worked out how to do something and then I have to try and work out how to do it all over again.
And now, rather than being excited about creative pursuits and the collaborative work I am doing with Jen Barrkhman I feel as though I'm falling into a dark hole where technology has me captive.
Monday, August 10, 2020
Sunday, August 18, 2019
My Country's Shame
My shame that an Australian gunned down 50 people praying in Christchurch. People who had been welcomed into New Zealand whereas Australia has turned its back on their ilk. It's not enough that people be punished for having to flee their homes, their families, their countries, someone from this country that is so lacking in compassion, goes to kill them. I am deeply ashamed.
I am ashamed that an Australian broadcaster feels its his right to downgrade a leader from a neighbouring country because she's a woman. I'm not surprised by his behaviour. He did this to Julia Gillard, a Prime Minister who was considered a brilliant diplomat, an impressive leader and a positive example of the value of equality by leaders of other Commonwealth countries. And this was told to me by a couple of CHOGM delegates from Mozambique who I was chatting with on a train in Perth. They were very impressed by Julia yet in her own country the likes of Alan Jones and Tony Abbot were intent on building hatred towards her. Now Alan Jones has turned his attention to another confident, dignified female prime minister.
I feel shamed by the level of misogyny that continually tries to downplay the effectiveness of women in public life and tries to usher us back into our role of mothering our children and husbands.
I am shamed by the treatment of asylum seekers by successive governments. As well as being ashamed, I am scared by the current leaders of the government who have allowed their personal hatred and racism to inform their behaviour which is embarrassing the Australian public.
Are are they happy to admit that Australian's are still just a bunch of racist rednecks who have learned nothing from our time on this planet?
Are you happy to allow them to portray that image of the Australian community?
I'm not prepared to admit that we are all coal loving, profit seeking, kill anything that moves and even things that don't, difference hating hillbillies!
That is not the Australia I have been working towards since I was 15.
The Australia we are seeing is an Australia caught up in intolerance, greed, control and FEAR.
I have to ask WHAT IS THE THREAT?
Why do Scomo and Dutton fear Displaced People?
Why do they fear First Nations people?
Do they actually see anyone outside of themselves?
Why can't they see that compassion is a respected virtue?
How can they not see their own hypocrisy?
How can they claim to represent Christians?
How can they think they are fit to govern?
I think they need some reflective practice training.
And some deep listening skills training.
And some mindful compassion training.
And some bible training.
Some Unconscious Bias training as well.
While the Australian government continues to operate without respect, I will feel the shame of my country.
I will also feel anger, the anger that fuels action and I will speak out and say this is NOT OKAY.