We are mere temporary custodians of the natural world.
I had a garage sale about 6 years ago. My pot plants had multiplied over the years and included plants I’d adopted from friends leaving the area, like two large figs my friend Sabina’s deceased mother had had for a very long time. I’d cared for them for years, as had Sabina before me. My garage sale advertisement included the word ‘plants’ and people came from far and wide. I re-homed about 25 well loved and cared for plants that day.
I was reminded of this last week when the social enterprise electricity retailer that I worked for, Enova Energy, went into voluntary administration and 28 people lost their jobs after a valiant effort to find a way to continue to navigate the volatile wholesale electricity market which has seen wholesale electricity prices regularly severely inflated and made it impossible to continue. John Taberner, Chair of Enova Community Energy, said that, ‘The energy crisis is a matter of national significance that requires the urgent attention of government and regulators’.
It’s been rewarding over the past 4 years to be part of an organization that was working, in the midst of increasing environmental degradation and social disruption, to champion the transition away from coal and gas to sustainable, renewable energy and to build resilient communities without leaving anyone behind in the process.
For our efforts Enova, who sourced all it’s energy from our own customers rooftop solar and a renewable energy generator, in 2022 was rated No. 1 in the Green Electricity Guide by Greepeace, was winner of Canstar Blue’s Green Excellence award – Energy and winner of the Finder Green Energy Retailer of the Year Award. A social enterprise with 1600 everyday citizen shareholders and 13,200 passionate customers in NSW and south east Queensland, Enova was born in 2016, out of the passion of people who came together at the Bentley blockade in 2014 to stop coal seam gas mining on the north coast of NSW. People power won the day and the mine did not go ahead.
I brought in a lot of plants to ‘green up’ initially my own desk and then they spread to the rest of the office. As we all packed up our desks that final day, winter solstice 2022, shocked and saddened to see all our wonderful work come to an abrupt conclusion, I went around the office asking everyone if they would adopt a plant and many did.
I believe the goodwill, passion, inspiration and creativity that was generated over the last 6 years at Enova, directed toward creating a sustainable future, will ripple out and inspire others to champion the transition to a 100% renewable energy future for the wellbeing of future generations.








By 1pm I had ticked 6 things off my list and even though there was more to do I was getting hungry. The water in the Brunswick river looked crystal clear and inviting but instead of a swim I headed home to make lunch so I could keep going.



ps me from seeing it, feeling it, knowing it. Sometimes I think I have to ‘do’ life, that I have to work out what to do. That is the illusion.





























after over 3 months of working part-time from home. My paid work is now a day by day proposition as I finalise the handover.
stops and I find them a perfect time to review what I’ve achieved in the year that has just gone and think about what I want to create in the year ahead. On reflection I realise I’ve achieved a great deal in the year I was 50, including caring for myself well by taking a sabbatical and turning my health around, reconnecting with myself in a deeper way, with the natural world and my passions and finally getting this blog started.
making a positive difference in the world and which inspires me. I’d like to be contributing both my skills and ideas and the great people I work with pay me well. In my vision I absolutely love and enjoy what I’m doing and I have a manageable workload that means I’ve time in my life to write and develop my blog, to walk and spend time in nature, spend time with my friends and family and if a lovely man is part of that then that will be a bonus. I dance, sing, play, create, laugh and relax deeply. I love and care and am connected to and support my community. I make choices for the benefit of all and combine with others to remind our politicians about what is important and vital for our grandchildren’s grandchildren and the most vulnerable in society.
hings and it is not easy to take in all in one go. Our life support system, our ecosystem has been and is being altered by us humans.
part of. An anthropocentric world view, the belief that human beings are the central or most significant species on the planet, has driven unrestrained human development and is based on the illusion that we are somehow in control of nature. The people who introduced a handful of toxic cane toads to Northern Queensland probably thought they were in control, yet 200 million cane toads prove otherwise.
herself and to listen. I once attended a workshop run by Joanna Macy, whose work centres around needing to feel our feelings about the damage to the earth, to fuel and inspire action, rather than being overwhelmed and immobilised.
nd I went outside and lay on the earth under a huge fig tree, under the gaze of Mt Warning and cried for them, for the poisoned earth, for us all. After a while I began to feel soothed. I am not a religious person and as I lay there some words from a long ago psalm came into my mind. ” He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, he restoreth my soul. ” As I lay there I felt a deep sense of being connected to something much greater than myself.
e soil. I saw new shoots beginning their journey upward to the light. The whole cycle of life and death right there. I listened, bells birds calling and responding, taking me back to my childhood and a drive in the family car through another forest. I looked up into the canopy of gumtrees, a grey sky filtering through. I love the grandeur of gumtrees, their majesty.
Gradually I have felt more comfortable and adventurous. I did have a break from walking there during the summer months after nearly stepping on a snake, a very long python that gave me a fright!
ent, considering my options before choosing one. Sometimes it leads nowhere and I backtrack, sometimes it opens up to something much more than I was expecting. I am enjoying this exploration of the forest, the bird calls a constant delight. A few days ago a friend asked to come with me as she had never been in the reserve and wanted to explore it too. I became her tour guide.
ur steps, that exploration awaits us on another day.
With three children some chickens and a guinea pig their household is a lot livelier than mine and I love it because of that. Whilst the banana pancakes were being made, out in the back yard I went, exploring and taking (very artistic!) photos of chickens. It was all about the colour, the light, the composition and the angles. Plus I had never noticed before how evocative the clothes hanging on the clothes line were.
ry basic camera, an aim and fire camera without special lenses, which is why I had judged my photography as somehow not valid photography. The new smartphones epidemic now means that everyone has cameras at their finger tips most of the time and photography has become something everyone does and can ‘do’. Me included.
been feeling intimidated by a blank canvas or page, unsure of the ‘right’ thing to do.
martphone is motivated by the desire to use resources economically, my financial resources and therefore my energy as well as the earth’s resources. I have a passion for recycling and utilising existing resources to minimise waste. I am a frequenter of markets and second hand stores and many of my clothes and furniture are acquired there. I love both the thrill of the search and the joy and satisfaction experienced in the finding of ‘treasures’. This winter a hand knitted poncho, in pinks and purples, tassels and trimmings, is keeping me warm most nights. It was a $4 purchase from the local church thrift store. Bargain!
e and caused me to re think what I automatically do. She washes the clingwrap that she has used on a dish of food and re-uses it again and again rather than throwing it out after one use. I have always seen clingwrap as a one use item. Of course it is not!
han printers themselves and so often people are discarding their old printers and buying a new one, instead of buying a replacement cartridge when the ink runs out. This saddens me.
d not respond to herbs as they normally would. Like piecing together the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, I finally realised in April this year that the gradual deterioration I had been experiencing was due to breathing in toxic fumes off gassing from fumigated boxes imported from overseas. Can I prove it? No. Whilst my two co-workers did not appear to be affected I had to trust both my logic and more importantly I had to trust my intuition, which was giving me ever increasing insistent messages.
is year my deterioration accelerated and my alarm bells went off. In the midst of a massage, during which I had prayed to receive healing, the word ‘neurotoxin’ popped into my clear quiet mind. It was as if it was being whispered insistently into my ear. It got my attention. I began investigating the fumigation chemical Methyl Bromide and found it affects the nervous system, respiratory system and liver. Aha!
s, regular walks and time in nature, Kinesiology and Neuro Cranio Restructuring sessions to help soothe my stressed nervous system, deep rest yoga classes to teach my body how to relax and unwind, tapping on meridian points with EFT (emotional freedom technique), taking supplements; liver herbs, parasite herbs, vitamins, minerals and especially a detoxification product. Natural Cellular Defense, made from the mineral zeolite that helped me get well in 2006, oil pulling; swishing organic sesame oil in my mouth every morning for 20 minutes which helps detoxify the body, listening to meditation tapes, doing breathing exercises, rubbing neuro emotional points on my body, visiting Kiva Spa to relax and detoxify via the use of the sauna, dance classes to connect me to my life force, to my joy, as a release. Two months ago I was laying on the floor in the class crying because I felt so unwell, now I can not only complete a whole class, I feel uplifted by it.
We are all exposed to an increasing number of invisible toxins, heavy metals and chemicals, in our modern world and some of us are the ‘canaries’ signalling their presence. A doctor I saw who supported my decision to leave the workplace told me ‘it is hard to prove’ and yes if I am looking for scientific validation then it is. I have found that many doctors don’t understand the factors that contribute to chronic fatigue type illnesses or understand the impact of the increasing toxic load we are all accumulating and living with. Some of us are genetically pre-disposed to not excrete environmental toxins as well as others.