Byron Bay poet Jen Jacobs made this feisty point about the ill person’s ‘otherness’ (with the added emphasis on non-visible disability):
"I look like I live in your world
I can pass as a well person – for a short time,
I’m good at pretending
… I no longer have automatic residence
in your country,
my citizenship is of another world entirely;
where pain is usual,
time and distance treat us differently, and
‘how are you?’ and
‘what’s wrong with you?’ and
‘are you better yet?’
FOTO- milton 2010.
Cowards may die many times before their death.
FOTO – graves in ulladulla. 2010
As the world passes by,
they think about life, considering
all the the things that are important
all the things that are simple
An Afternoon at Snowfall
by Dilawar Karadaghi
foto – bateman’s bay 2010
I don’t go to the pub much any more—
they pulled down the Newcastle ten years ago,
and the Forest Lodge is full of young punks
who can’t hold their drink.
(Selected Poems, p.174)
foto – ulladulla lorikeet 2010
When you’re little
you don’t know what to say
when your daddy
comes home stoned everyday
foto-lorikeet in ulladulla 2010
The ANZAC Dedication:
For the Fallen
by Laurence Binyon
They shall not grow old,
As we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We will remember them.
We will remember them.
foto – ulladulla harbour 2010
"The best six doctors anywhere
And no one can deny it
Are sunshine, water, rest, and air
Exercise and diet.
These six will gladly you attend
If only you are willing
Your mind they’ll ease
Your will they’ll mend
And charge you not a shilling."
Nursery rhyme quoted by Wayne Fields
I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain. James Baldwin
foto – cabin in ulladulla 2010
If you could choose your parents,… we would rather have a mother who felt a sense of guilt—at any rate who felt responsible, and felt that if things went wrong it was probably her fault—we’d rather have that than a mother who immediately turned to an outside thing to explain everything, and said it was due to the thunderstorm last night or some quite outside phenomenon and didn’t take responsibility for anything.
(D.W. Winnicott (20th century), British child psychiatrist.
foto – south of wollongong 2010
Cooperation is joining together
to help another
to believe in something
they might have thought
they could have never have done.
4 February 2008
foto – shoalhaven campus of uow 2010
“There are many things in your life that you cannot understand. But be patient, for when the Hand of
God is upon a thing, it may grind very slowly, but it will form the finest thing possible, if you dare wait
until the end of it.”
foto – hare at coffs harbour health campus 2010
There must be more to life than having everything.
foto – baby jan 2010
The sun blossoms on each and every stone
from the garden,
and the stones are smilling…
And if you’re patient enough,
you might even hear them whispering
about ancient songs and green words,
remembered from times that never existed…
Look, if I pick up one of the stones
and put it somewhere else,
I’m changing history…
Actually, we are not allowed
to dream together with them,
because we move all the time,
and we make history – OUR history – change…
(Maybe this is what ‘writing history’ is about…)
But the stones are always there,
waiting, patiently, for nothing to happen,
just hoping that one day,
maybe when the sun blossoms on them,
a rose will blossom by their side…
foto – bats in bello jan 2010
I MOHALA NO KA LEHUA
I KE KE’EKE’EHI ‘IA E KA UA.
The lehua blossom unfolds when the rain treads on it.
Offer encouragement to help a child grow. People need nurturing as flowers need water. People respond better to gentle words than scolding. – From the Little Book of Aloha
foto – sanctuary garden coffs harbour january 2010
Dancing With Delusion
by Eddie Thompson
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest. . . a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. ALBERT EINSTEIN.
When a subject is highly controversial… one cannot hope to tell the truth. One can only show how one came to hold whatever opinion one does hold. One can only give one’s audience the chance of drawing their own conclusions as they observe the limitations, the prejudices, the idiosyncrasies of the speaker.
1882-1941, British Novelist, Essayist
foto – full moon dec 2009
When anger rises, think
of the consequences.
foto – fishing in the clarence at ulmarra 2009
Slowly and sadly, but bravely on,
Brushing away the tears;
He was leaving behind in the river’s flood
His friend and companion for years.
The Old Bark Hut
foto – ulmarra yard 2009
The Thrill Seekers
On the verandah rail, inquisitive Willie Wagtails,
dressed ready for a black tie dinner,
dance, twist, flit in a flash to perch teasingly
on a magpie’s back, saucy tale upright.
Do they hope perhaps, for a free flight?
With a sudden song—burst they dash through water spray,
wing span maximised to ride the wind, surf air waves,
ski the skies, in flight so free assistance is superfluous.
foto – clarence river at ulmarra
"If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud." Émile Zola
foto – the edge of the raleigh garden 2010