Thoughts of my father buried at Rookwood cemetery in Sydney...
In my short life of knowing him (12 years), he became a sacred connection with some sanity...
Surprise thoughts of him today remind me of that precious connection...
Surprise thoughts of him today remind me of that precious connection...
Almost demonstrating how the lines drawn of a traveller's journey and settling on a traveller's rest can become quite blurred... https://t.co/lgpt1MR4DL— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 12, 2020
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Welcome to 2020 (and beyond we hope)...the year the world overturned with covid-19. This blog is intended to be an insight into my experiences this year - being wary of infection, but learning to live - see, think, wonder - differently. If you choose to comment, be supportive please. Thank you. Be safe. Namaste.