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Beneath us lay the origins of the new city; the undercity. I stood at its maw, a great round pit of cement and steel, that served as the main air shaft. 208 more words


Please Use Other Door

It was a room of bright light. All around was of the purest tone of white known to the children of man- illuminated in a pale yellow, the yellow of fluorescents. 6,156 more words


Soil Sisters

There is nothing quite as special as having a sibling to share one’s passion with. I am presently visiting one of my sisters in southern New South Wales. 512 more words


Get A Grip

When you think about it, you’d surely agree roots are amazing things. Yesterday, during my morning exercise, I contemplated roots while I walked. I allowed my thoughts to follow the path of least resistance, seeking the means to flourish – just like the roots I was thinking about. 457 more words


The Idea of Elevation

I don’t know about you but I like the ‘idea of elevation’. I like the way the phrase dances off my tongue and makes my synapses sing. 504 more words


The Power of Perspective

The reflective process has stood me in good stead in recent times. But I have to admit it’s been challenging trying to reconcile the perspectives offered by this busy week’s disparate experiences. 468 more words


The Gnarly Nature of Insight

No, you won’t find it under the lemon tree or behind the basil.

For me, insight is something that only comes when I close my eyes and reflect deeply, and this week it was offered up in spades. 378 more words