by Stephanie Dale | Dec 15, 2024 | Being human, Longing, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
Big missions look soooo straightforward from a distance. And then we step forward to start. Only to find we can no longer see the mountaintop for the trees. There’s an impenetrable forest in our face. This is the nature of the process! Throughout the writing...
by Stephanie Dale | Nov 28, 2024 | Being human, Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
Writing a book, or writing anything that matters, is one of the most terrifying things you’ll ever do. I was an Australian kid who spent her summers at the swimming pool. When I was 12 I took a bus to the fabulous pool in town. Among its many pools was one...
by Stephanie Dale | Nov 28, 2024 | Being human, Longing, Pilgrimage, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
Turmeric latte, extra hot, extra frothy, large, takeaway: this is my current order at the local coffee shop. It has long been this way, since MacDonald’s came to my town when I was a teenager and I’d argue for my cheeseburger with no pickles – I...
by Stephanie Dale | Nov 4, 2024 | Ageing, Being human, Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
Two encounters with friends recently reminded me of the alchemical power of writing, The first was at my book launch last weekend, when in conversation with Judy she wondered out loud: “I don’t trust words. “People use words and I don’t...
by Stephanie Dale | Oct 31, 2024 | Being human, Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
A wise old woman once told me about FEA. Anna is a mystic whose life is a prayer to wisdom, and she is old, of the legendary kind. It was Anna who told me about FEA – fucking enough already. It’s only when we’ve had enough, said Anna, that we make...
by Stephanie Dale | Sep 26, 2024 | Being human, Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
It is only when someone looks back at us that we know we exist. I learned this the first time I drove across Australia. It was decades ago and I wanted to see how long it would take. FYI, 60 hours. Five days straight, 12 hours a day. When I looked across the land I...
