After a busy day at work it was nice to get home and spend some time in the yard , fed the chooks and had a cheeky cockatoo (and it’s friends)
#Sydney #birds #relaxSpent a few days away at my sister’s property up the coast. My daughter who has special needs (rare genetic disability) was followed around by my sisters 3 dogs. A few days of swimming, listening to pouring summer rain & swimming.
#disability #dogsofmastodon #familyThe perfect way to end Christmas Day Night … a homemade decadent
#glutenfree #vegan #chocolate #cheesecake and strawberries
#feeling grateful
How true is this? I’m going to embody this sentiment as well.
“Learn to differentiate between your intuition guiding you and your traumas misleading you” … this is golden
I look around and see compassion fatigue everywhere. I see it at work, at home and online. I feel it myself. I see it when I look in the mirror, or when I speak to my kids. I hear it in their questions, their attempts at self-reassurance. So, what are our options? what can we all do to try and combat this malaise? The answer will be different for each of us. Yes, there will be a common human experience, a common understanding of fear and hope. For many, including myself we seek out nature, knowing that solace and time amongst the trees, bush, rivers, animals, sky, deserts and oceans help recharge and renew our energy levels. Helping to soothe our threadbare, ravaged nerves and minds. Time in nature helping to offer a new perspective, balance and healing. Others will turn to prayer, friends, music, art, work, writing, exercise, dance and other creative endeavours. There is no right or wrong, there just is. .
Sometimes we connect with people, strangers become instant friends. Different backgrounds, different experiences but a shared human connection.
As my 5am alarm went off, this was the first thing I saw … pretty poignant, perhaps today calls for a healthy shift of perspective.