The fruit of our labours. Sowing and reaping. Supply and demand. Uncommitted families. Divorce rates. Bored young people without purpose or identity. Ignorance/bliss. Hedonism. Comparison, graceless law. Laziness, stressed out desperate last-minute attempts. What are we watering our trees with? What are we putting in our soils? What have we been working really hard on […]Read more "Abortion Makes Sense Because Our Soil Is Rubbish"
We walked into an old school, two story house in the middle of a neighbourhood a little bit out of the centre of Kyiv, Ukraine. Inside we sat down to an amazing soup lunch served by two ladies, both with Autistic children. We were slowly informed by our translator that this was one of the […]Read more "Ukraine and a fight for dignity."
I woke up this morning at 7:30. My body was really confused for a while, as to why i was up after such a long week. But as i walked to the catholic church down the road, with Kelcie and Justin, i got excited. For no other reason then i was going on a mini […]Read more "By 9am – home from church: Kingdom of Children"
This evening i spent a whole hour on the verge of tears and laughter without doing either. I walked into a soup kitchen with 7 new friends to serve however we could. Having no clue what would happen, we arrived in amongst the singing of birthday songs. Side point: I love Australians. I love how […]Read more "Being lost amongst the found and found amongst the lost."