Stuck for blog ideas? Try this

Coming up with new blog ideas can be difficult. We long to write something profound but, we just don’t know what on earth to write about. You’re either one of two people. Those who find the writing part easy but spend most of their time Read More …

The fundamental problem with the law of attraction

I’m starting to wonder if the law of attraction is all just a load of bullshit. Don’t get me wrong; I haven’t always felt this way. When the best-selling self-help book, ‘The Secret’ came out, I thought it was awesome. Finally, I had answers to Read More …

The stupid reasons why we avoid reality

Sometimes, when I lose something, I deliberately choose to not go about looking for it at first. Say, if I suddenly realise that my wallet’s not in my pocket or in its usual place, I’ll choose to delay doing anything about it and instead I’ll think Read More …

Stuck in Purgatory Paradise

Facebook has a new feature called ‘On This Day’. It’s a feature where Facebook belches up old memories and reminds you what you were doing on this day; 1 year ago, 2 years ago and so on. Well, I’m finding these relentless reminders depressing at Read More …

Glass House Mountains

The tall rock monoliths that form the ancient Glass House Mountains abruptly dominate the hinterland landscape of Queensland’s Sunshine Coast. Formed millions of years ago from volcanic activity, these sheer cliff faces are awe-inspiring and a little eerie. It really feels like a sacred place Read More …

Sunset on Mooloolaba Australia

An orange sun slides down and beyond the hinterland horizon as the moody ocean crashes and fizzes onto the damp white sand, reflecting the vivid hues of a golden sunset in Mooloolaba on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast. The region is lined with pristine beaches that hug Read More …

The Importance of Travel: How to reignite your life

Do you remember the clarity of childhood? The way the world seemed so new, vibrant and curious? I remember the cool steel of the polished monkey bars against my supple, naïve hands. I remember the sweet smell of jasmine ascending the air at my Grandmother’s Read More …