I've been thinking about my thirties. About how they started, and how they're about to end. Ten years ago at my thirtieth birthday party, I was bloated from massive doses of steroids I'd had to have earlier in the year due to a serious respiratory virus. I was puffy faced and swollen, and going into my third … Continue reading The birth of my fourth decade
I wrote this last year sitting in Adelaide airport just after I'd attended the Spiritual Care Australia conference. The next conference is in Tasmania and I'm sad that I'm missing it, but I have a full calendar to tend to. This post concerns the value of compassionate listening and how we can serve the dying … Continue reading Tool of my trade #1 – compassionate listening
Yesterday my TEDx talk went live on TEDx Brisbane's YouTube channel, and I've had an almost overwhelming response about speaking about my life (and deaths), and my beliefs and truths about death and dying. Here it is - Learning to Die. I've been bathing in the beautiful waters of Death Walking training over the last two days, the last … Continue reading Learning to Die: my TEDx talk
Today is a gift. Every day is a gift. But today is a year since I did Vipassana - a ten-day silent meditation 'retreat', which also means it's one year since my friend Camille had her double lung transplant. It was a strange day. On my way up the Sunshine Coast, I popped a postcard in the post box … Continue reading Breathing in life in silence
As I've rattled on in previous posts, I found my calling a number of years ago, and that that calling is Palliative Care (sometimes called 'end of life' care). My life has been characterised by death and dying (with a lot of very happy living in between), and I've helped lead the way for friends … Continue reading Who’s got the confetti?!
I can feel the ground beneath my feet opening up to greet me; as though it is ready for me to step in and entangle me with its roots. I am a very different woman than who I was the last time I was out here in central Queensland. Five years ago I was broken … Continue reading The turning of tides
I'm a full-time healthcare provider. To myself. People assume that you're cured after transplant, and that you go on your merry way with your phenomenal donor lungs and you live forever and ever with just the odd complication, sail through life, find a partner, have a lovely courtship, get engaged, get married in between a … Continue reading Plan F
I have a passion for life and death, and death and dying - specifically, palliative care, oft times referred to as 'end of life' care. For many years I've wanted to be a palliative care worker, and in 2010 I began my 'Karuna Journey'. As I walked through the doors of Karuna, I could feel … Continue reading The dream starts here