God of the harried
Help us in the tension of these days,for we are crushed by too many tasks…
Unconditional love in a state of grace
Dear well-meaning spray painter, put down your aerosol can, come sit near the water. Let the trees shelter you and perhaps you will hear the presence of God whispering through them.
Staying with the trouble
‘Staying with the trouble’, the story of my meeting with Two Pied Oyster Catchers is now published in Dumbo Feather online Two Pied Oyster Catchers It is wintertime. My friends and I are rugged against the cold in beanies, scarves and jackets. Sheltering between boulders we are protected .The wind blusters around us at Mimosa …
‘Tender’ review
Tender is the perfect title for this book. Each story is exquisite in its gentle weaving of incidents witnessed with a call to compassion and justice.
Six Angus Cattle
this piece appeared in The Melbourne Anglican October 2019 During the summer, in a burst of new-year planning enthusiasm, I asked a well-organised friend to help me with some weekly scheduling. I wanted to set up a pattern for the tasks that went into each day. Despite my friend’s expertise and willingness, the process did …
Gleaning, a lesson at the margins
In the Sunday Age essay today, do check out the links as well! When the news broke of the latest push by the Federal Government to drug test people on Newstart, a neighbour sent me a link to comedian Sammy J posing as a Canberra-based urine-collector––“taking the piss”. It was great for a laugh but …
Paul Kelly and the lighthouse in the sky
At a gathering recently I heard a rendition of Paul Kelly’s song “Meet Me In The Middle Of The Air”.
Mark Tredinnick
Mark’s poetry and lyrical prose return to mind so often. I am grateful for the long conversations we have had that formed this interview published by Dumbo Feather I first met Mark Tredinnick’s work through The Little Red Writing Book––recommended by a teacher I loved. Within the opening pages I was hooked. I read the …
Face to face with a loss of trust
essay published in The Sunday Age Jean is 90. She is widowed and lives alone in an outer suburb of Melbourne. Her small brick house overlooks a terraced garden with a view of the Dandenongs. Jean used to be a florist and now she cooks, tends the garden and takes care of herself. Jean’s daughter …