You can’t force it to life.

Picture, if you will, a rock…

(go with it for a sec…)

Just a plain old rock, big enough to fit comfortably in your hand. To look at it, there doesn’t seem to be anything immediately special about it. It’s certainly not terribly exciting to look at, and as it is, there would be little value in investing the time into polishing it up.

But deep within this rock, there are rare, highly valuable gemstones to be found. If you chip away at the rock long enough and carefully enough, you will find them. Continue reading

Adventures in Tap Dance & Travel.

It’s been 5 months since Christmas. 5 months.

It’s been a while since I’ve written. I’ve longed to write, and with every passing Sunday (the day I originally chose to release my weekly post), I’m reminded more and more of how much I’d like to refine my organisation and time management skills.

That said, for me, 2017 is quickly solidifying itself as a year of optimistic excitement. Much has been happening. Continue reading

A Chance to Dance – Sydney Tap Dance Festival 2017

A brief reflection.

What a week.

Tap dance works both your mind and your body considerably; for me, it’s a perfect workout. I’ve always loved the feeling of calm, happy exhaustion (and of course, the sore feet and legs) that comes with spending your days in tap shoes. Coupled with the opportunity to connect and reconnect with the small community of remarkable humans brought together by this shared love, the Sydney Tap Dance Festival has been a highlight of 2017, so far. Continue reading

Too much to do and not enough time.

A Multipotential Dilemma

I’m not one for the glorification of ‘busy’. Being busy seems to be a status symbol that many—including myself in past years—wear proudly. While there are certainly many positives of keeping one’s mind occupied with much to do, there is a fine-line that is easily crossed, tipping the scales away from happiness and toward stress.

But I cannot deny: I love work. I thrive on it. Continue reading

The Spectacular Now

Take a moment to think about the size of the universe into which we’ve had the privilege of being born.

Christopher Hitchens sums it up with super-elegant simplicity in the opening sentence of a speech he made in 2011, knowing full well he was approaching his death.

For a few milliseconds of cosmic time, our species has lived on one very very small rock, in a very small solar system that’s a part of a fantastically unimportant suburb in one of an uncountable number of galaxies.

Christopher Hitchens

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