We’re Going Home

Home

I should be cleaning the house we are looking after right now. I should be packing. We drive to Denver to pick up the owners of the house tomorrow. Thursday, we begin the journey we have been craving for a while; the drive back ‘home’ to Playa del Carmen, Mexico. I’ve spent almost seven years living in places other than my home city of Perth, Western Australia. I have certainly missed my friends and family (which is when I usually … Keep reading…

Are you a Healer?

Sarah Journey to Shine

I saw this on Caroline Myss’ Facebook page the other day: I thought, yes, yes I would! And I did! And it worked! It got me thinking about the all the decisions I have made over the last few years, and how at the time I didn’t know it was healing I was seeking, when actually that is EXACTLY what I have received. This literal journey over the least three years has been amazing. The things we have seen, done … Keep reading…

Sacred Objects: A Loverope Giveaway

Loverope-journey

Since shedding all my possessions in search of truth and freedom, I’ve experienced an interesting shift in my relationship to ‘stuff.’ I have, in fact, gathered more possessions since I left for Cambodia three years ago with a 20L backpack. The difference is that these things now serve one of the above purposes, either ‘truth’ or ‘freedom’. We bought a car in Mexico, which easily falls into the ‘freedom’ category and was one of the best decisions we made on … Keep reading…

Broken hearts build bridges

dalai thumb

Most of the time, I avoid broken hearts. Who wants to be in pain? Not me. My survival instincts want me to flee far, far away from it. And often, for my own mental and emotional health, I do. But this week it crept in and I simply could not run fast enough to escape. This week, I allowed my heart to break (again) over a situation occurring in my home country. I allowed my heart to crack open for … Keep reading…

I’m Bali Bound. Join Me!

balimandala buddha

From my first visit to the island of Bali at age twelve, I was hooked. The traffic, the noise, the colour and the culture could not have been more exotic compared to my suburban Australian upbringing. I’ve returned many times since and every time has left me changed in some way. There are certain places in the world which feel like home to me and Bali is one of them. While some parts are overdeveloped and chaotic, there are still … Keep reading…

Why you need to do The Thing you need to do

Start before you're ready

You know The Thing. The Thing you day dream about, fantasize about and secretly wish for. The Thing you are afraid to say out loud. You need to do it. Now listen up: We’re All Scared. We are all afraid of putting ourselves out there, of starting something new, of expressing ourselves truthfully. We are all afraid of judgement and rejection and ridicule. And selfishly, that is why I need you to do The Thing you need to do, like, … Keep reading…

Reclaiming Spaces

China-prayer-flags flipped

Before we left on this journey three years ago, my life felt fragmented. Like pieces of different jig-saw puzzles which didn’t fit together. I remember hearing a line in a film which basically summed up how I felt all my life, “Life has a gap in it. It just does. You don’t go crazy trying to fill it like some lunatic.” My life had been full of gaps. Covering over old, unhealed traumas created gaps, resisting my inner voice created … Keep reading…

My not-quite-a-book club

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I’m starting a not-quite-a-book-club thanks to a suggestion from my friend Emily! This means we read what we want, when we want and talk about ‘em! Are you in? I’ll go first… I have to confess to being a complete book whore. At the moment I have about five books on the go and feel out of control with my addiction to Amazon samples (They’re free! It’s try before you buy!). But I want to highlight a few titles which … Keep reading…

I’m Bringin’ Sacred Back

sacred altar

When I was a little Catholic school girl, I purchased ‘holy cards’ featuring beloved saints from the church gift store and arranged them on a shelf in my bedroom next to my rosary beads, crucifixes and a mini-bible. That bible was so damn cute. I never did get around to reading it, though. I just couldn’t get past the Old Testament. I also remember buying a receptacle in which to house holy water. I took it to the priest to … Keep reading…