It took a few weeks for me to feel the New Year’s vibe this year. Usually I rock a solid introvert theme on this night. I stay home and reflect on the year ahead. Maybe do a Tarot spread if I’m feeling that way inclined. But for the first time ever I went down to my hometown’s waterfront and watched the pretty lights explode. I’ve lived here for over 20 years so I figured I should join the mainstream at least once. And this year was it. My brain was still fried from 2017 overload so I wasn’t in a reflecting kinda zone anyways.
Most of the time some kind of motto or plan about the year ahead comes to me in advance, which I then focus on manifesting during New Year’s Eve. Obs that didn’t happen this year. Rather, a thought has slowly crystallised over the last week or so (better late than never!) And it’s this: Evolution rather than revolution.
A nudge is a little push. Animals nudge their young to steer them in the right direction. And now behavioural scientists are suggesting parents use this strategy as well, to steer their young in the right direction.
One of the most famous English folktales is ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf’. The story goes that a young shepherd would trick his fellow villagers by shouting for help, pretending that wolves were attacking his sheep. Several times the villagers rushed to his aid, only to discover the shepherd laughing at them. Of course, when a wolf really did attack, no-one came to his aid.
This week local officials in my hometown pleaded for people to stop “crying wolf” because… Continue reading →
I finally got around to watching Westworld. Despite many recommendations from friends, I didn’t like it’s misogynistic overtones. Of course, once I started, I couldn’t stop. Which doesn’t mean it was perfect.
Here are my many thoughts on the Tarot of Westworld.
I finally watched the Wolf of Wall Street and it was just as morally repugnant as I expected it to be. I had resisted it’s siren song for that reason for years. Honestly, life is too short to expend it watching peeps behave in a disgusting manner. But I recently succumbed because I wanted to see Margot Robbie’s breakthrough performance. Margot is not only a luminescent screen goddess but a fair dinkum sheila from Australia, like me (the Australian, not the goddess part, lol).
I attended the Women’s March in Melbourne this afternoon. The first of many being held around the world in support of the Women’s Marches in the U.S. tomorrow. Six thousand of us turned up. Not a shabby turnout for a sunny weekend day during summer.
I’m not a regular political activist. I don’t join marches at the drop of a hat. So I want to explore the Tarot of what I experienced… Continue reading →
It’s summer in Australia at the moment. There’s been heatwaves and record-breaking storms and sharks in unprecedented numbers. So I thought it might be fun to explore the Tarot of an Australian summer… Continue reading →