by Stephanie Dale | Feb 20, 2024 | Longing, Wellbeing-through-writing
Briohny Doyle is right. When Briohny Doyle said ‘there is no way to narrativise your way out of trouble’, she was right. The Australian author was speaking to podcast host Michael Williams. The whole of her comment was this: “There is no way to narrativise your way...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 15, 2024 | Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
Change is on the wind. Ten years ago I went west to the outback, to experiment with new ways of putting near-defunct journalism skills to work. Thanks to a request from a rural resilience officer for a journaling workshop, instead of sharing media skills (well I did...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 12, 2024 | Longing, Slow Burn Exile, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
There’s an enormous elephant in the room at the start of writing workshops for people who do not identify as writers. The elephant has a name. Her name is Secret. As the workshop opens, Secret pretends she’s not there. A woman might say: ‘I’m...
by Stephanie Dale | Feb 12, 2024 | Longing, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
No false hope. No tears. No excuses. This was my astrological reading for today. Funny not funny, I know. But I thought, if it’s good enough for me it’s good enough for us all. I particularly like the first three words: No False Hope. Aka, what action...
by Stephanie Dale | Nov 20, 2023 | Slow Burn Exile, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
A word on the lost words … a deep sea diving acquaintance was lamenting the absence of interest friends showed in her underwater videos. Where she was looking for awe, in our digitised world we’ve seen it all before. “Great,” they say. “Awesome.” Yay. I...
by Stephanie Dale | Sep 30, 2023 | Ageing, Motherline, Slow Burn Exile, Un/silencing, Wellbeing-through-writing
A while back I was invited to attend a friend’s family celebration. It was her mother’s 90th birthday. Many generations were settled into a round of couches on a large, open verandah as cake was shared around. I was sitting beside my friend, on the other side of the...
