Sunday, January 15, 2017


Nadine Neumann


  1. Today...
    09 May, 2017
  2. How "it" gets done.
    02 Apr, 2017
    How "it" gets done.
    It has been a long time since my last post... I guess because I've been busy doing "it" - that elusive "everything" that people wonder "how" about. As a result, I have found myself in the midst of a mini-slump just before I head off on a super cool camping adventure with my band of teenage charges. It's been a hectic time and I know the upcoming week will be magic, but when the three minutes of toilet time idleness involves scrolling through a social media feed that bombards you with other
  3. Morning mantra
    12 Mar, 2017
    Morning mantra
    wI cannot remember when this routine started; it has been part of me for eons. It came from somewhere I cannot remember. I started each race with it - splashing myself with the water, focusing my mind on the blue, settling my body, connecting with the space where I was going to just be. It was my pause before the rush; that moment of mindfulness before entering a world of intuitive response. Now, it seems, each day is an event worthy of this prayer.
  4. How do you do it?
    05 Mar, 2017
    How do you do it?
    "OH I just don't know how you do it!" "You're crazy! How do you do it?" "Wow. Do you have a life?" "Oh it makes me tired just thinking about it!" "You know you are completely insane, right?" "But seriously. How do you do it?" I've been hearing this a lot lately. Not without reason, and I can readily acknowledge that I am a little touched - I always have been "driven". I mean, you don't get to the Olympics post Chronic Fatigue a little broken neck by balancing a few laps with some "me" time and
  5. Together we stand
    19 Feb, 2017
    Together we stand
    It's been a funny old week. A big one. It's involved melt-downs, arguments, power struggles, hip replacements, deep confessions, runaways, poor judgements, hospitalisations, liquid lungs, and even a kid being left behind. The kind of week you'd rather leave behind in a good bottle of bubbles... if it weren't such as waste of good bubbles. But I've come out relatively unscathed, and for a  while I couldn't really understand why. I mean, I'm drowning in work, my kids are babies, my husband has
  6. Keeping it real
    05 Feb, 2017
    Keeping it real
    Facebook is a fraud. I know it. And yet I am haplessly sucked into its nipped and tucked editions of reality time and time again. Each time I find myself slipping down that shiny lie of perfect breakfasts against funky-hipster-organic-espresso-bar backdrops, cheerful children embracing beaming parents, rollicking laughter of BFFs after the most fantasmagorical 25k run ever #lovemylife, I feel compelled to post something about the pre-chewed vegemite crust I had for breakfast amid unfolded
  7. All that glitters
    29 Jan, 2017
    All that glitters
    Don't believe the interview with the gracious loser on TV. As long as eyes are on them, they are swearing under their breath as much as you would be, and behind closed doors they weep and rage like children. They are human, and only become heroic when they vow to try again... just like you do. Every day.