Alongside this run changes in attitudes to ANZAC Day. A feeling that there were wars here, on this land, that have not been acknowledged. Because many people were killed to achieve this (former) outpost of Britain. A feeling that ANZAC Day must be a day to call for peace, not to bathe in warlike waters, while still respectfully remembering the people who died in the two World Wars. A feeling that we also need to remember Korea, Vietnam, and Iraq,.... How can we frame ANZAC Da

But it is not a peace plan. The whole world saw that in a nano second. It is merely the coda to Netanyahu’s forever stated determination to smash and decimate Palestine in Gaza and take over the territory fully. Humanity cannot bear the personal and collective consequences of the evil enacted in this genocide. For generations we will feel the trauma it has created.

The much flaunted ‘it is what it is’ or ‘the world is like that’ hit me as spiritual bypasses. Being urged to cheer up when you’re in deep grief. No, we have to allow our grief, our anger, our disappointment, our rage and frustration and then call on all the resources we have within ourselves, and by connection with friends and family, and political action, being in community, loving relentlessly, with gratitude for goodness, and pushing through with militant kindness. This i

Money can’t buy love - a few seconds ... conjure the relational misery of some of the world’s filthiest rich people - Bezos, Reinhardt, Murdoch, Maxwell, for example. But for everyone, from the richest to the poorest, money buys the necessities of life. As the filthy rich get filthier rich, the poor get poorer, until the poorest and least advantaged fall off the cliff. In the developed world this phenomenon is ... represented by people who have no home, no permanent shelter,

Systemic constellations provide a pragmatic/phenomenological way of working with the generationally collected and currently collective traumas we carry, by recognising what is, opening up our natural resilience which is a resource we take for granted, or perhaps we don’t even acknowledge it. We have it, though, otherwise we would not have made it to this moment, in whatever shape we are in.

Our life events assume their proper teeny, tiny size in the cosmic scheme of things when we stand in front of our ancestors

'[(despite) resilience]...the trauma does not just float away. We hold it. We carry it. We embody it. We just may not know it.'