by Peter White | Feb 7, 2020
It’s not that I’ve experienced trauma before as so many others have, its just that in the voyeurism of news stories I have been affected by others trauma. Having watched the survivors of the intense bushfires standing bereft by their burnt down homes, the people burnt...
by Peter White | Jan 27, 2020
Were you deluged in your daily FB feeds about the bushfires in December and January? I was. These frequent posts dominated my feed, views and stories about the existential threats to life, the smoke generated, the physical and psychological absence of the Prime...
by Peter White | Jan 17, 2020
Listening to the gently pattering sounds of raindrops kissing the thousands of thirsting leaves in my dry garden, I feel an upwelling of relief and deep appreciation for this rare cleansing. I take a deep breath and expire the remaining tension of grief and sadness...
by Peter White | Jan 9, 2020
Looking out from my Blue Mountains home west of Sydney, across the vast swathes of eucalypt forest and heath understorey, I feel the ancient landscape’s spacious, timeless presence permeate my mind. Worn by time and water, shaped by life over the many millions of...
by Peter White | Nov 12, 2019
In my last blog I reflected on the importance of having genuine hope, genuine in the sense of the preferred future state being realistic, better if the intermediary steps are actionable at the personal level. I contrasted this with the sugar-coating kind of optimism...
