One year on, post PhD
It was between morning tea and the second lecture of the day that I raced across campus to the printer. The morning I had asked the kind man to triple check my USB. I needed to make sure that the...
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April contacted me earlier this month. A reader of this blog since late last year and a person who wanted to share her story. Given this is a collaborative space, where there is power to hear more than...
View ArticleLearning from a PhD
The purpose of turning this talk in to a blog post is one part posterity, and the other part a lesson on learning to listen to the whispers. The image I use in the opening section of the talk, about...
View ArticleThe Art of becoming a Doctor
Ever wondered what it might be like to finish a PhD? Well someone wrote to me about it…you see the action of writing a blog more often than not is similar to the same noise as a large word-sized vacuum...
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Parallels with Horton
I was sitting on the train yesterday. Staring out at the stations along the upper north shore, of homes with gardens larger than my house and many a Range Rover in sight. Since I stopped working full...
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Writing in the sand
I’m packing up my desk and popping on my out of office soon. Not that I have a desk or a workplace. I’m metaphorically drawing the blinds on 2012. This week I wrote over at Women’s Agenda about the...
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Life long learning
In 1996 I moved out of home. I was 19. I wore skirts made from chenille bedsheets that I lovingly purchased from Glebe Markets and I listened to Teenage Fanclub and Jeff Buckley. Not at the same time....
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Settling back in
the walk to work no more… Last week was a big week for my blog. I handed over the reigns for 6 days to 6 different people as a way of giving a voice to those who might not always have the chance. It...
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Standing on the precipice
Image from here I went to a hens afternoon tea on the other weekend (how civilised). I was surrounded by the cool chicks I met at my most recent mothers group…not that I shop around for mothers groups...
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the inner workings…a TSIB interview
I wrote a little something last week about standing on the edge, something that was explained to the crowd of people watching a graduation ceremony. Nat followed me on twitter and then we got started...
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The voice (and no not the Delta Goodrem one)
I was sitting through a graduation ceremony this morning. The rain was pelting down outside and it was only one of a handful of times over the last few weeks that I was kid free. It was nice to have...
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Study and sanity…is it possible?
I was reading this post by Life in a Pink Fibro tonight while simultaneously writing an abstract in my head for a conference I want to attend later in the year (academy award for multi-tasking…). It...
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