I didn’t move to Toodyay looking for a new story. I just knew the pace of my life needed to change. The Wheatbelt felt like the right place — not just because it’s quiet, but because it’s part of where I come from. My father was born in Narrogin. There’s a long line of us who’ve lived and worked in this part of the world. Maybe that history is what pulled me here, even if I couldn’t name it at the time.
What I do know is this: sometimes clarity doesn’t come through thinking — it comes through doing. Walking. Listening. Letting the land shape your thoughts before you try to explain them.
That’s where this shift started. Not with a big decision, but with time, attention, and a willingness to learn from what’s around me.
Learning, not for work — but for life
My life has been many things: consulting, leadership, deep conversations on long train rides. I’ve taught and facilitated and written. But underneath it all, there’s been this quiet, persistent truth: We are always learning. Even when we don’t realise it. Especially when we’re paying attention.
This site is one part archive, one part campfire. A place to explore learning not as content, but as consciousness — how we relate, how we reflect, how we respond to the world as it is, and as it could be.
What you’ll find here
- Stories that reimagine the world
- Posts that pull threads between politics, memory, and meaning
- Personal reflections on aging, change, and how we continue to grow
- Fragments of fiction — from short stories to novels
Some stories are from fictional archives, blending reality with the reimagined.
Others are grounded in real conversations I’ve had on trains, in boardrooms, or with women who remind me what care really is.
A quiet invitation
If you’ve ever felt restless with the noise of modern life
If you’ve longed for spaces where the questions are as welcome as the answers
If you’re curious about how story, memory, and deep learning can reshape the future
Then maybe you’re already part of this conversation.
Welcome. Let’s begin.