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HIRAETH

(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.

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Change is coming

This web page will soon change to more truly reflect where I am and what I am doing. As life guides us down different streams, rivers ,...

Reflection - when cancer came to visit

CANCER CAME TO VISIT - a carer life In 2012 cancer came to visit and shook up life as I knew it. Mum had been hiding a rather large...

Mindfulness - being in the now

Little dots, little lines, round and round in circles, no structure , no plan , no idea. Could be a metaphor for life really . I have...

When quiet dreams become loud.....

When I was a child I would love nothing more than to play in my bedroom and pretend I was a teacher. I would make a list in my notebook...

Those magical days of sunshine and song..

It has been the season of nostalgia for me as I have been in a reflective mood of late and this glorious summer made me feel like I was...

Writing exercise ... what am I

I know more about what I am than who I am. I have been undertaking some writing for the soul each day and enjoying the process of writing...

Fantasy me, let me introduce you to real me .

Who are we when no one is looking, when we don't have to have on our public image. How do we marry the image and ideal of what we want to...

Songs in the Key of Me

Music - a constant source of the background to life itself. Whilst doing some writing research I came to this awareness that throughout...

Love, debauchery, gluttony and delete,

Todays writing prompt - If you had twenty minutes left to live, how would YOU spend that time? This writing prompt is an interesting...

What risk do I want to take

So that would have to be todays writing prompt to one of the most risk averse people around, but it is a good question thou, so time to...

Learning to be Unbusy

I have been practicing really hard to stop watching the clock. I never realised just how time management focussed I have spent the last...

A Sink Full of Bubbles - reflection

I wrote this piece in the September of 2016 , one of the many scraps of writing I had at the time that would eventually become my book...

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Jan Daniels was born in the late 50's in England , but has called Australia home for over five decades.

Jan has a deep love for the natural beauty of the country, especially of her spiritual homeland and muse, Anglesea. Raising her three children in the Surfcoast township as a sole parent gave her a solid foundation to rebuild her life and find the peace and stability she so craved.

Jan is fascinated by people, conversations, the human spirit, the seasons of life, artistic talent and reality TV. Her greatest joy comes from beauty and colour, family and belonging, the lure of clifftops and an angry sea, the will to win and her beloved Hawthorn Football Club - the longest relationship and love affair of her life.

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After a lifetime working in community services Jan has now retired to live a more gentle life and spend her days full of sunshine and song.

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