Boys, booze, faith and purpose in Ecuador
It’s funny and terrifying how quickly ten years can fly by. Somehow it has been a full decade…
Coronarhythms
I know everybody is saying Good riddance! to 2020 but for all the chaos, I like to think…
Meeting your future friend
When we meet someone for the first time, how often does it occur to us that they may become a significant part of our lives? What would change if we approached first meetings this way?
How tacos can change your life
I’m not really sure why World Taco Day is a thing. It’s probably just a marketing device to…
Going for glocal
The other day my dad kindly informed me that if I ever stood for politics I’d need to…
Seeya, Sydney
You cried the day I left. Well, I like to think grey skies and rain spattered across the…
What feels like home
4,000m above sea level and 400,000m from the closest shore of the Pacific Ocean, playing beach volleyball every Sunday afternoon in the park somehow became one of the defining elements of my life in La Paz.
Now, at sea level and right on the shores of the Pacific Ocean, playing beach volleyball every Monday evening in Manly is becoming an anchor, a touchpoint, to each week here in Sydney.
It's funny, the unlikely things that make me feel at home.
Questions about relationships
Three thoughts chewed over with friends in the last month or so: Religion is a relationship: it’s not really about…
Turning points in Timor-Leste
January 2011 was the month I spent as an intern in Dili. It was an amazing experience: I got…
Stuff that doesn’t make sense
I count the days till I go home and they are too many and yet too few. I think…