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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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A new year diary - ever the optimist

It caught my eye in the local newsagent - the beautiful soft leather diary 2022 stamped in gold across the top. It is one of my many...

Where the wild things were

In creating the new me I discovered I kind of liked the old one - it was safer . Like most people I started the year off with new goals,...

Feel the fear and do it anyway ..

That is what all the new age , self help gurus would tell us . Easier said than done . However it is this years new challenge as I line...

Open roads - fast cars, roadside cafes

I've been up for hours , since 1.38 a.m to be precise. It is strange the thoughts you have in the midnight hours. For some reason I also...

Unpacking the suitcase -

It seems time to think can lead me down one of two paths - filling the emotional suitcase or emptying the baggage. It really is the...

Time Technology winter Days and Clouds

Update your phone they said, its easy....... Apparently you just press this button and then a cloud does all the work. Well that is not...

After the rush - reflections of a non addict

There is so much work, adrenaline , build up and emotional effort involved over the years it takes to write a book and then ultimately...

What do we miss when it is taken away ?

What I thought I wanted is not actually what I needed. This strange little lock down and  enforced change of lifestyle has opened my eyes...

A GAME OF PATIENCE

I am patiently awaiting the proof copy of my book  The Suitcase which should arrive this week. In the meantime my work desk is sitting...

Nocturnal thoughts and ramblings

My mind is in overdrive as I have tossed and turned away the last few nights. You see the recent murder of a woman and her children has...

Trusting the ground below

There is a reason I like to keep my feet firmly planted on terra firma. I can feel the solid ground beneath me , knowing I am safe and ...

Today is -

Today is Tuesday - simple really. Some may call it New Years eve, the day after Monday, the day they go back to work or have their...

Painting a Canvas - outside the lines

I am thinking of changing my creative pursuits to painting. I really feel like donning myself a brightly sewn smock made from an old...

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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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