A first retreat

Regular readers of mine will know that I’ve helped to run a retreat for mothers at a Catholic retreat centre. For some of the women it was the first spiritual retreat they’ve gone to since their school retreat that was part of the religious education program at Catholic high schools. These are great but are not…

The once-a-year habit that keeps me sane

My happy place has undulating hectares of tall, golden grass marked by wire fences and wide, welcoming gates, generously dotted with cow-pats and little shrubs, clusters of tall eucalypts, and a tranquil dam that shelters a family of black swans and other birds, frogs and crickets.

Happy New Year!

I hope I’m not too late to wish you a very Happy New Year! It seems like a strange quirk of human nature to get so excited over the simple change of December 31 to January 1 each year – but I still do. Last year was good for me and my family in many ways; this…