Blue bird with bright feathers and a red heart on its chest perched on a branch

The Journey of Nature and Self Awareness.

Whether I’m drafting plans from a quiet cafe or brainstorming ideas while rugged up on a beach in the middle of Winter, this lifestyle embodies the art of trying to integrate work with the rhythms of nature. And sometimes, the grief I carry is envisioned in a photo and a few words, that only a mother would fully comprehend. The beauty and wonder of this life mingled hand in hand with sadness and sorrow.

I’m the storyteller behind these photo essays, a spirited seeker (sometimes, but not often) weaving threads of travel, nature, life and awareness of self into a vibrant tapestry. With the odd muted tones and frayed edges.

Miss you Alex. Love you heaps.

Mum

The art of expanding horizons, broadening hearts, silent tears and painting and pimping life’s canvas with the vibrant hues of discovery. And the silence within.

roo mum

Embracing a world with grief isn’t about erasing boundaries or memories; it’s about redefining them, shaping them into bridges that lead us to the extraordinary, beckoning us to keep going, to explore, create and embrace the boundless expanse of our potential. Celebrating life. A day at a time. A thousand and one emotions in a memory and moments.

Faint whisperings from our loved ones.

And all shall come to pass.