of #NotesFromABlueBike and the gift of #entertainment at @KindredGrace

the gift of entertainment

I was raised without a TV. Perhaps that’s why Tsh Oxenrider’s passion for a life that isn’t dominated by a television resonated. To me, it makes perfect sense, of course there’s more to life and entertainment than a television. Entertainment, in all its forms, is so easily accessible in our technology-soaked culture; we can hardly…

the heart of education - #NotesFromABlueBike at @KindredGrace

the heart of education

The end of January and the start of February are, in Australia, crazy times. After Australia Day on the 26th of January, a new school year begins for everyone from kindergarten to year twelve. A month later (give or take a couple of weeks), tertiary students head to university to begin or round out their…

why I work from home

I’ve worked from home off and on for the past eight years. I was working for other companies, putting in long hours over which I had little control. I loved working from home, but not being able to have my own schedule? It was exhausting. But last year, that finally changed. I started my own…

3 Tips to Make Friends as an Introvert

3 Tips to Make Friends as an Introvert

The fact that I’m an introvert isn’t something that took me by surprise. I’ve always had tell-tale characteristics, like being an avid reader, having an active imagination and thought life, and preferring a small friend group. But for many people, the discovery that they are introverted is a surprise. Luckily, this surprise can help make sense of seeming anomalies in life.

Introversion can help connect the dots.

A Quiet Person in a Noisy World

A Quiet Person in a Noisy World

The small bell on the door announces the arrival of more guests. The store resembles a living room — with cushions on the floor for reading and toys in a basket for playing. This humble bookstore boasts the charm of a private enterprise. It’s the kind of bookstore I love most.

My children are accustomed to our monthly visits, and they know to use our library-quiet voices when we’re here. So my youngest daughter tugs on my shirt with enthusiasm to garner my attention.

The End.

The End.