It took a long time for me to realise that I'm an unusually sensitive person. I assumed that everyone else could see the pain in that wom...

It is very disturbing to see a priest holding a benediction service for the founder of fascism. Rows of men standing at attention, many w...

Italy is waking up. Walkers, energised, make their way up my street. A neighbour exercises in his yard to dance music. Children run, dogs...

exploring life as a writer who wants to step more lightly on our planet In my attempts to shift to a life that has less impact on the env...

Most of my days, I've refused, at least in my own mind, to be 'categorized', as senseless an endeavor as that can be. Humans need categor...

Review of an Australian classic From the lens of today, the film “Walkabout”* resonates powerfully in its portrayal of our profound disco...

In search of awe, some scale mountains, trek great distances or pay to lose themselves in a virtual fantasy. In the silence, slowing down...

Walking back from the café, I held a slice of freshly baked apple pie wrapped in foil, feeling nauseous. New to living in northern Italy,...

On my way here, I saw an image of a woman retrieving a loaf of bread from an oven. She looked delighted and the bread artisanal. The imag...

This note to a friend refers to 'Amazing Grace', a film of Aretha Franklin aged 29 recording the most successful gospel album to date in ...