by Stephanie Dale | Jul 25, 2024 | Longing, Pilgrimage, Un/silencing, Walk & Write, Wellbeing-through-writing, Writing
On my last Camino I met a German woman called Annetta. At the beginning of the journey she was all archetypal German precision in her personal presentation, neat tidy clipped self-contained. Half way through the pilgrimage I glanced across a village square and there...
by Stephanie Dale | Jul 10, 2024 | Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
Dream on … Here’s something funny. In all the writing groups currently underway one among many common themes is new writers announcing “I really haven’t done much writing this week”. We laugh. We drill down. Turns out they did write. They...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 15, 2024 | Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
Change is on the wind. Ten years ago I went west to the outback, to experiment with new ways of putting near-defunct journalism skills to work. Thanks to a request from a rural resilience officer for a journaling workshop, instead of sharing media skills (well I did...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 12, 2024 | Longing, Slow Burn Exile, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
There’s an enormous elephant in the room at the start of writing workshops for people who do not identify as writers. The elephant has a name. Her name is Secret. As the workshop opens, Secret pretends she’s not there. A woman might say: ‘I’m...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 12, 2024 | Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
No false hope. No tears. No excuses. This was my astrological reading for today. Funny not funny, I know. But I thought, if it’s good enough for me it’s good enough for us all. I particularly like the first three words: No False Hope. Aka, what action...
by Stephanie Dale | Nov 20, 2023 | Slow Burn Exile, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
A word on the lost words … a deep sea diving acquaintance was lamenting the absence of interest friends showed in her underwater videos. Where she was looking for awe, in our digitised world we’ve seen it all before. “Great,” they say. “Awesome.” Yay. I...
