My favourite red sundress Before I go further into the beginning of the end, I guess I'd better start at the beginning of the beginning which, ironically, was only twelve kilometres (seven miles) up the road from chapter one. I didn't plan it that way; when I left home at the age of eighteen, I … Continue reading Chapter Two: The Beginning of the Beginning
Mireya - her name means Miracle Last Saturday we went to a Gyne Cancer Survivorship Symposium. It was held in a magnificent historic sandstone building that had been immaculately restored and it overlooked the beautiful river that flows through Brisbane. A lovely setting where I met some truly amazing people. There were numerous presentations, all … Continue reading Survivorship
Some people should all over themselves regularly. Daily, hourly, sometimes by the minute. Guilt, shame, 'I'm not enough', 'I need to do more'. Women are queens of should-ing. But who says you should anyway? Do a little experiment for yourself right now. Go on, it will only take a minute. Stand up and shake yourself … Continue reading I should, I want to, I AM!
Here is Rumble taking responsibility for ending the lesson by confiscating my whip. Apparently it was time for his lunch. A rider I know, let's call her Debbie, goes through horses faster than I go through coffee. Well ok, maybe not THAT fast... Anyway, she buys a lovely horse but within months or sometimes weeks, … Continue reading A Powerful Thing