At The Spa

At the spa Everyone smiles. Tiles glow hygienic white, Perfumed unguents, lavender rain, Thirsting skin beneath warm hands, Intimate, warm candle light. At the spa Everyone smiles. Lithe women loll on daybeds, Sipping lemon water, eyes half-closed, Dreaming of their lovers And the night. At the spa Everyone smiles. Attendants shuffle slowly by, Silent and … More At The Spa

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The Creative Life

It has been a while since I blogged. The new year began and life became busy after the usual January hiatus.  I have been finishing my novel – more than five years in the writing, and after numerous drafts – and wrestling with the issues raised by the creative process. For a long time I … More The Creative Life

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Summer

Rhythmic thrumming fills the night December lullaby Sydney swelters in the summer heat.   I rise early to walk in the freshness of the dawn. The trees reverberate with sound, their trunks festooned with cicada nymph shells. I pause to help an Orange Drummer hatchling, wings ensnared by the carapace. At 120 decibels, the noise is … More Summer

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One Day in Nice

Having just returned from my travels, and watching the ever-unfolding horrors of terrorism on the news, I am reflecting on experiences which indicate how much this perpetual threat is shaping our consciousness. My travels took me to Las Vegas to visit friends, just a fortnight before the Mandalay Bay slaughter. Weeks later I was in … More One Day in Nice

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Peace

Through meditation and self-enquiry Foundational peace is established With clarity and compassion The real work begins

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