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Perrottet’s Accelerated Freedoms are about Anything But Mental Health

The new NSW premier wasted no time announcing an accelerated easing of the state’s COVID-19 lockdown last week, citing the economy, health, and mental health as the key reasons for the change. For anyone who’s suffered poor mental health over the last two years, hearing the government toss in the term ‘mental health’ as part of their decision making seems more than a little disingenuous.

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Illusions: Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah

One of my favourite short books is Richard Bach’s philosophical work of fiction titled Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah. First published in 1977, this book features Richard as himself, a disillusioned writer and pilot, who happens to meet ex-mechanic

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A Trip to the City

It is early morning on a gloomy, windy day. Country girl (ahem) is standing at the bus stop in the city, one hand holding a large suitcase which seems to continuously want to tip over, the other holding a much needed coffee, laptop bag handle over forearm, and umbrella held in place with right armpit. She is anxiously awaiting the bus, which never comes. Did I mention it had started raining?

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The Holy Sacrament of Divorce

When I was around nine, I asked my mother why she didn’t just divorce my father. In response, she looked at me like I just morphed into an alien. ‘Why do you hate your father so much?’ she asked.

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Spirituality at the Supermarket

Like most of us, I do try to be a nice person. It’s mostly for selfish reasons, to be honest. I want to be so stable and happy within myself that no-one can bother me, or mess with the remaining shreds of my equanimity, or some shit. I can’t think of a better place to practice than the most annoying place on earth: the humble supermarket.

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Shit Elizabeth Gilbert Taught Me

I’ve read ol’ Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert twice now: the first time I read it, which was 10 years ago, I FRIGGEN HATED IT. The second time, much more recently, I LOVED IT. I have to put my emotions in

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Not Just a River

A few years ago I headed to Bourke to experience the outback of Australia, on assignment to write 10 articles about the Darling River Run. “The Run” is a 730km drive bookended by the townships of Brewarrina in the north, and Wentworth

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My Own Two Feet

My mother hated feet. In her opinion, it was acceptable that they existed, but unless sleeping or showering they should be tucked away, hidden from the world inside a nice pair of shoes.

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