The doorway to mana – drawing lines in the sand
We all have those moments in life we cannot nor should forget. As a teacher I have only cried in front of my students on… Read More »The doorway to mana – drawing lines in the sand
Arrogance
No pathway to liberation and my best and truest self.
I learnt from a pretty early age that actions had consequences. An attempt at a burnout on Ann Street in Proserpine in some loose gravel… Read More »No pathway to liberation and my best and truest self.
Un the Other to the friend beyond the label
Over the past three years I have had the privilege of working with a group called, “Un-Other”. Un-Other works on the belief that the other… Read More »Un the Other to the friend beyond the label
Long John Silver and a parrot we all need
Several times in my teaching career I attempted to be a Rugby Union coach. The key word in that sentence was ‘attempted’. In two schools… Read More »Long John Silver and a parrot we all need
Loved and lovable
My wonderful father Frank Price died when I was 17. I was not there by his bedside when he died in the Townsville hospital. At… Read More »Loved and lovable
Lest we forget
I’m not sure why. I’m not sure why as a young boy the words, “Lest we forget” stuck in my mind and heart. Perhaps it… Read More »Lest we forget
The baggage we carry
I often wonder just how free I am? One of the things in my life, and I suspect in most people’s lives, is the baggage… Read More »The baggage we carry