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Category: Narrative Practice

Tombstones, Blackberries, and Sister Death

24 July 2021 Nicole ConnerHealth, Wellbeing, Spirituality

“Death is the unseen companion, the unknown companion who walks every step of the journey with us. It came out of the womb with us and has been with us till now and is here with us today … Death in that sense is a time of great homecoming, and there is no need to…Continue reading Tombstones, Blackberries, and Sister Death

Ragged Dolls and Strong Stories

6 June 20216 June 2021 Nicole ConnerFamily, Friends & Foe

“We cannot live without meaning, that would preclude any sense of identity, any hope, any future.” – Carlina Rinaldi – She was the stuff of nightmares. The doll that was given to my daughter on her first birthday. The doll that became the focus of my child’s affection. Dragged through the dirt, chewed up by…Continue reading Ragged Dolls and Strong Stories

God, it hurts to be human!

9 March 2021 Nicole ConnerHealth, Wellbeing, Spirituality

“God, it hurts to be human… Like we’re walking down a road of broken glass …” – Pink-   The purpose of life has been the subject of many animated conversations I have had over the years. Contemplating our short-lived existence on this tiny planet in a vast universe is a daunting task. All of…Continue reading God, it hurts to be human!

Unknowing

15 February 2021 Nicole ConnerFamily, Friends & Foe

“For now we see through a glass … darkly.” (St Paul)   I still recall the day I walked into the schoolyard with my new pair of glasses. I was all of six years old and I would love to say that my glasses framed my delicate features. No! They didn’t! My glasses literally ate…Continue reading Unknowing

The Dance that lives within: Hannah’s Story

14 November 202014 November 2020 Nicole ConnerFeminism

Hannah Blogs: Ever since I was a child, I’ve danced. It’s been like the air to my lungs; a deep part of the fabric of my existence. There was never such thing as an empty space – each abandoned building, rental, corner store; a space simply made for movement, imagination, and creativity. My vision for…Continue reading The Dance that lives within: Hannah’s Story

Loving You

23 September 2020 Nicole ConnerFamily, Friends & Foe

“The cry we hear from deep in our hearts comes from the wounded child within. Healing this inner child’s pain is the key to transforming anger, sadness, and fear.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh One of my newly acquired COVID hobbies is to sort through boxes of old photos … slowly. COVID has brought the luxury…Continue reading Loving You

Empaths and Global Pandemics

9 August 2020 Nicole ConnerFamily, Friends & Foe

“Lately, I’ve been in a constant state of sadness…. I can’t tell if it’s me or the world who is hurting.” – Scarlet Jei Saoirse –   This post is dedicated to the many people who feel that there is something ‘wrong’ with them because they cannot shake the underlying sense of sadness that has…Continue reading Empaths and Global Pandemics

Life is Full of Broken Heart Moments

18 July 2020 Nicole ConnerHealth, Wellbeing, Spirituality

“There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies…Continue reading Life is Full of Broken Heart Moments

2020: The Year the World had to Let Go!

17 June 2020 Nicole ConnerAnthropology

feel it. the thing you don’t want to feel. feel it. and be free. nayirrah waheed   I have been curious about humans and liminal spaces for many years now. It was my own life experiences that drew my attention to this concept that was first introduced to the field of anthropology in 1909 by…Continue reading 2020: The Year the World had to Let Go!

The Compass in our Hand

28 April 2020 Nicole ConnerHealth, Wellbeing, Spirituality

“We are asleep with compasses in our hands.” – W.S. Merwin –   Overnight my world became more silent. The ceasing of so much noise and activity was not planned or expected. It just happens when a pandemic comes calling. Not in a million light years would I have predicted this or seen it coming.…Continue reading The Compass in our Hand

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I wish to acknowledge the Wurundjeri-willam people of the Kulin nation who are the Traditional Owners of the Land on which I live. I want to pay my respect to the Elders of the Kulin Nation, both past, present and emerging, and extend that respect to other Aboriginal Australians and Torres Strait Islanders. I acknowledge that sovereignty was never ceded.

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