Boy walks into a room he has known well but hasn’t visited in a while and makes everyone laugh. Its odd. Because he’s tried that joke in other rooms and it didn’t go down so well. Boy very easily walks the line between offence and polite observation and again… laughter. Odd. Walking down the street […]Read more "Home?"
Often I feel like my life is a scene out of the movie “Yes man” because I just say yes to things and end up having the greatest adventures. So the latest adventure has returned me home at 4:30am after dancing in the middle of nowhere with lovely people from all over Europe for over […]Read more "We don’t have to step on each others feet."
A side track to an early morning blog about “gender” ( Found here. ) Lets imagine for a minute, that when a baby is born, it is put in a colourless sack. And for ten years it gets to wear white, grey or black. It has a neutral name, like… Yurtl. It is biologically a certain […]Read more
warning: this in one way is a stream of conscious blog. (some people will be frustrated by the rhythm of these sentences) Ok, so for whatever reason, I spoke about gender, cultural norms, sexuality and dictionary definitions a lot this week. I read a book, I spoke to my mum, some anonymous Dads, a stranger […]Read more "Four things I learned about gender this week."
We are given the authority to label things. Then we live with the consequences. As I sat in a building purpose built for worship, I watched as at least a hundred people walked in, crossed them selves, knelt, and labelled that space as sacred. The same naming has been done by thousands of people for […]Read more "Sacred Spaces"
Rebellion always starts in the undisciplined whispers of the jilted. Or the hopeful and liberated minds of the free. The jealous saw the future as hard and unwanted. They wanted the ease of their past lives, forgetting the oppression, forgetting the generations who had hoped to be in their shoes. But because they couldn’t get back, […]Read more "numbers A"
For 19 years I lived in the same house, with the same people (minus siblings who slowly moved away) and with largely similar life rhythms, in similar cultural circles. I then lived a further 5 years in that city, 4 in another city in Australia, after which I left. For 7 years I have mostly […]Read more "Transitional Withdraw"