by Rosie Martin | Aug 7, 2021 | Blog
When I was a kid growing up in Woomera, my dad filled his weekends building a wooden boat. Ros-Lyn, he named her. Half of my name, half of my sister’s. I watched him on and off, this man in the desert building a boat. I didn’t think too much about what...
by Rosie Martin | Jul 24, 2021 | Blog, Kindness, Publications
The kids are back at school and settling in. I was walking through the grounds of a school on day three of term, on my way to a meeting. I had to wait for a minute while a single file of prep-aged children, following their teacher, crossed my path on their way to a...
by Rosie Martin | Jul 16, 2021 | Blog, Kindness, Publications
Using just a few words, a poet can shift how we sense ourselves, and tune us to something we’ve never heard before. Author and activist Parker J. Palmer refers to good poetry as a ‘third thing’. It brings a presence that has a voice of its own. This voice is not the...
by Rosie Martin | Jul 9, 2021 | Blog, Kindness, Social Justice
Brilliant sky, searing sun and red horizon. Glittering water, floral profusion, waterbirds, and fish. These are both the authentic desert. I started school in the arid and isolated little town of Woomera in South Australia. While living there, my dad built a boat....
by Rosie Martin | Jun 25, 2021 | Blog, Kindness, Social Justice
When I was six, Mum and Dad were building a house and for a year we all piled-in to live with Grandma and Grandpa in country South Australia. Grandma loved roses, although growing them was a bit of a feat in SA summers. Looking back, I suspect the roses might have...
by Rosie Martin | Jun 18, 2021 | Blog, Kindness
Waaaaay back in 2001 I read a book that influenced me enormously. If we’ve met over a cup of tea since then, you’ll probably know its title. You certainly will if you’ve come for dinner. My two sons say all the dinner parties of their teenage memories were punctuated...
