This is the first story in The Little Book of Kindness — a series of small reflections on everyday acts that quietly change us. I was fifteen, in Narrogin and my Gran had died… this was her funeral, my first experience at losing a loved one.
Self—with a capital S—is, in Jung’s view, the essence of being human. He says “the privilege of a lifetime, is to become who you truly are.” — an extract from the memoirs of Billie Harper.
Resilience is not about bouncing back—but growing through loss, tending to what matters, and beginning again.
How tuning into our thoughts, gently and honestly, can open the door to clarity.
Sometimes learning begins with dirt under your shoes and sun on your back in places like the Wheatbelt of WA.