My latest…
Road Surface – Smooth Please
I keep on learning about my sensitivities – it’s mind-boggling! [...]
SOOVit
So many great things happen when you turn 50! Here [...]
Q&A With Soula
I often have some very interesting questions about living with [...]
Change of Rhythm
I’m going to change things a [...]
Response From the Minister
For a second time, the Victorian Ombudsman (VO) investigated WorkSafe [...]
Four Corners Examines Insurers Contracted to run Australia’s Largest Workers Compensation Schemes
Four Corners Be sure to watch and share the program. [...]
Catharsis With Frida Continues
Tasmania’s Museum of Old [...]
I Thought Communication Within Chronic Pain Was Bad
I assumed the pain ‘industry’ was still learning about the [...]
COVID19 – Welcome to Life Limitation Paradiso!
I’ve been waiting a while before writing about the current [...]
Buy a Leunig – I’m Donating Profits to Pain Revolution
I’m sure you’ll all agree my advocacy for chronic pain [...]
Bitter Sweet and Still Confused
That was my endnote for 2019. As life evolves within my 3km radius, I find myself looking back less and less and looking forward more and more. Bitter, defines the heartache of not being able to see loved ones as often and the missing perks of our previous city life. Sweet, is being defined by new friends, the gallery, our new home and the sea that surrounds us. As for confused, another year has passed and I still don't feel anyone can quite define what's going on with my body. Does it matter heading into a new year?
FeetUp (Then Take a Seat)
My endless efforts to find a way to get back into regular yoga practice keep falling on their head. Pardon my pun... but I am hopeful FeetUp may help with that problem. Prior to living in the land of pelvic pain, I lived in the land of bliss practising yoga regularly – four times per week! For 45 minutes I was part dog, part warrior, a cat, a cow, even a pelican at times. I became a tree, saluted the sun and enjoyed many various poses. To end my routine, I'd slide up into shoulder stand (8 minutes), then send my toes passed my head in plough pose (for another 8 minutes) before unravelling to a corpse in Savasana pose. That was before I went for a walk!