Posts Tagged With: freedom

Esperance to Ceduna 

I’m slowly making my way back towards my homelands.  I spent a week or so in Esperance, it’s such a beautiful place. 

Having run into the devastation caused by the recent flooding in Western Australia, it was quite an adventure to get there.  I had to detour several hundred kilometres through the desert on dirt roads.  This was good though, as I usually stick to the tar, so it was something different. 

I was disappointed when I finally arrived though, to see those damn ‘free campers not welcome’ signs on the way into town.  It happens from time to time, mostly in the really touristy places.  It really is counterproductive to the town, as a ‘no free camping policy’ just tends to see my kind just drive on through.  If we’re welcome, we’ll stay and spend money in the town, not on the damn caravan parks.  I take umbrage at having to pay for a bit of ground and will avoid it at all costs, and I managed to do this in Esperance as well.  

But aside from this inconvenience, I really enjoyed spending some time here and making the most of the most beautiful beaches I’ve come across in my travels. 

Leo had a great time on the off leash dog beach.  He ran a muck! But damn, did he have fun.  The above picture is the naughtiest dog on West Beach, quite proud of himself.  
After we had soaked up the sun, sand and surf of Esperance, it was time to move on back up to Norseman and onto the Nullabor. My first crossing was an adventure and I looked forward to it.  This time though, I was kinda dreading that long, straight, lonely and endless stretch of highway.  

It wasn’t so bad though.  I had my gps set from Norseman to Ceduna and it was good to see the kilometers dropping down as I drove.  I did it pretty quick this time, only spending three nights out there.  

We had the necessary roadhouse stops to shower and refuel and I stopped for another look at the gorgeous views of the Bite. 

I even found this memorial for a man and his dog. 

The above is my feet, not fifteen minutes after I’d had a shower and scrubbed the Nullabor dust from them.  It was after this I gave up and decided to embrace my dirty feet.  I’ve grown to like having dirty feet.  I look at them and know the day has been well spent. Dirty feet are a product of adventure, of walking the earth, gaining experiences and actually living life.  I had clean feet for much too long.  Seems the dirtier my feet, the happier I am.  

I’m currently camped just outside of Ceduna, South Australia, having made my second successful journey across the Nullabor.  We’re still riding the Eyre Highway, but will soon reach its end.  This is one highway I’ll never forget, though they all hold a special place in my heart, once I’ve lived, breathed and rode the length of them.  Not my first love affair with a highway and it won’t be my last.  

This trip has been very expensive and crossing the Nullabor has left me broke for the week.  You wouldn’t believe the fuel prices out there, especially on the W.A side.  It downright hurts at times! But all good, we just get to make camp for the week.  I want to have a better look around Ceduna over the weekend and then we’ll look for a nearby campground to spend the week.  It’s a good chance to get a bit of maintenance work and simple repairs done on my car and van and I’ve already fixed a few little problems.  But on the whole, everything is running fairly well.  

Till next time, safe travels.  

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Finding Freedom

It’s been a while since I’ve posted. 

A lot has changed for me in that time.  

I’ve left my home and all that I’ve known for over fifteen years, for a life on the road. 

I have my car, my van and the few belongings I can carry.  

I’ve always wanted to do this, for as long as I can remember. To travel, to live simply, to explore far away places and to keep moving. So here I am.  

I’ve done a few trips leading up to this, which gave me some experience. But living like this full time is different from knowing you have a home to go back to. Now, my home comes with me, home is wherever I am.  

I’ve already found I get asked where I’m from a lot, and no one is ever satisfied with the answer of ‘anywhere and everywhere ‘. Being this transient is hard to grasp for the majority of people.  

I went to Melbourne for a few days to visit my best friend and found the city drives me crazy.  The traffic and fast pace of city life is just too overwhelming for me now.  I love the peace of the country.  I left the city craving the peace and solitude of the bush.  

Today I came to a quiet little campground beside a river.  Apart from the bees and cicadas, I have the place to myself.  Hot, sweaty and craving a shower, I went down to the river, stripped naked and bathed in the cool fresh waters.  I washed my dreads and just floated awhile.  Reveling in having this moment to myself.  

The river spoke to me, and here I found my direction , why I am doing this.  I choose this life of freedom, of no anchor, to learn to be at peace with myself.  To find contentment in my own company, to enjoy being alone.  Also, to become closer to the earth, to nature. To become less and less reliant on civilization and to know I can survive, even thrive, outside the constraints of everyday society. I’m not looking for something outside myself, I’m finding myself both out here and within. 

So now I wander, no fixed home, no fixed address. I’m full of goodbyes and not only do I learn to let go, I must.  I put my faith in the road and what lays beyond the next bend.  I open myself to adventure and all that comes my way.  


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Daily Tarot


From the Halloween Tarot, Ace of Ghosts and The Fool.

The Ace of Ghosts is a beautiful card, overflowing with love, creativity, friendship and inspiration. You may find you need to channel this flow, or the abundance of emotion and feeling could be a bit overwhelming. Direct this wonderful flow of energy into something worthwhile, and it will be a time of  growth, prosperity and warm-fuzzy feelings.

The Fool is another joyful card, good vibes abound in this combination. The Fool is an adventurous free spirit, ready and willing to explore the world and all the possible delights it contains. In the true spirit of youth, he perceives no danger, only good times ahead.
The Fool can also be a bit of a rebel, not afraid to do things his way, to be seen as ‘different’. He is a free spirit, ready and willing to follow the wind, and his heart, in the pursuit of individuality, discovery and freedom.

There is such vibrancy here, the promise of new adventures, loves and friendship. The idea of stepping outside your comfort zone, of the norms society restricts us with, of daring to be true to yourself, to be different. There is much happiness to be found in living life on your own terms.
The Fool leads the way in ‘marching to the beat of your own drum’, are you courageous enough to follow his lead?

                                                                                           My take on The Fool

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Death is one of those cards that draws fear in the hearts of the uninitiated. Hollywood hasn’t helped in this regard. Drawing the Death card in a reading is sure to result in a nasty accident in the very near future. In reality, the Death card is very rarely connected to actual, physical death.


When the Man Comes Around

As an example, Death often shows up in relation to a pregnant woman. She will likely need some reassure that her and her baby will be just fine, again that stigma arises. But the actual meaning of the Death card in this situation, points to the death of a stage of life. Her carefree days of existence are soon to end.  Her world will revolve around another human being. Anyone who has had a child will understand the impact a birth has on your life, you are never the same again. So we are seeing a death of sorts, but it is the death of a certain period in her life.

Thinking about the impact of actual death, gives some insight into this card. Like most things in this life, death is a double-edged sword. For someone who is aged and suffering a painful terminal illness, death is a release. No longer will they suffer the pain and sadness of the process of dying. They are tired, had enough of the fight. They are ready to go.  Then the worst is over, they are at rest, at peace. A death is always a sad occasion, but in instances where the person is suffering, death is a reprieve. Not just for the one suffering, but for her loved ones that have cared for her and watched the one they love fade away. We attend the funeral, say our goodbyes, but afterwards it is time to celebrate the life they have lived, to be thankful for the good times we have had with them, to have had them in our lives and known them.



On the other end of this, are those that are taken much to soon. The death of a child is a horrific thing, something people never recover from. Parents with young children, murder victims. Here death is an awful thing, our deepest and darkest fears realized.

So what are the differences and similarities between the two? I think a big factor is lifespan. We will all die, that is inevitable. But there is a big difference between someone who passes away peacefully in bed at age 90, to a 10-year-old run down in the street. One has had their time, lived an entire life, the other life had barely even begun. We cannot celebrate a life that has hardly been lived, only feel a deep sadness for all they, and us, have missed out on.

The similarity is that we have no control over these events. Even when a death could have possibly been prevented, there is no going back. Death puts all the ‘could have been’s’ far from our reach.

This brings us to the big questions, ones we are unable to answer, in this life at least.  Why do these things happen? Why does one get to live a full lifespan, yet another doesn’t even take their first breath? Is there a purpose behind it all? A bigger universal picture? An afterlife? Questions we will never have the answers for, yet continue to seek.

Another common factor in death, is change. The one who has passed has definitely changed, transformed, but so have those that loved them. When you have lost someone, your life is irrevocably changed. A hole is left in your life and in your heart. Young or old, we will miss those we have lost for the rest of our days.

But every ending has a beginning. It has to have. Whether we are changed for the better or for the worse, is up to us. Someone who has lost a loved one can live this new stage of life in sadness or regret, or they can make something positive from their loss. Donating organs, raising funds for charity, raising awareness of dangers, perhaps preventing another family going through the same agony.



 The Death card is very similar to physical death here. This change is going to happen, be forced upon us, whether we like it or not. Sometimes we may be okay with this, sometimes we will fight it for all we are worth, but it will happen either way. It will inevitably bring with it a sense of loss and sadness, maybe even regret. But it is up to us where we go from here. We can take the opportunity to change our lives for the better, to make it a positive change, or hang on to a past that no longer serves us, maybe is not even there any more.

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Daily Tarot


Wonder, delight and Inspiration. - Page of Cups - Witches Tarot -

I draw the Page of Cups a lot. I think it is because I am a very creative person, taking a lot of my inspiration from the earth and elements. 

The Page of Cups is filled with the wonder and delight of childhood. Take some time out of your day to try and recreate that magick for yourself.  Take a walk through the bush, go to the beach. Marvel at the natural beauty that surrounds you. Find inspiration in the shapes of the clouds, the bark patterns of a tree. Feel the simple joy of finding small crustaceans in a rock pool.
When you return home, write, paint, draw what you have absorbed. Really harness the energy of this Page and gift your creation to a friend or family member. 

Alternatively, take joy in the small things. Be happy to be alive, to feel the sun on your skin, to play with your pets.

Joy, delight, wonder and happiness is the order of the day.

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Page of Cups

I am a very fortunate woman, in a very fortunate position. I have very few responsibilities. I don’t work, due to my knee problems, and don’t really need too. For a lot of people, this would mean having way to much time on your hands, but this doesn’t apply to me. I have so many hobbies and interests, I am never bored. In fact, I wish there were more hours in the day in which to fit it all in!

I have the freedom of waking in the morning and being able to decide what I will do that day. Will I sew, play guitar, knit, crochet, do some Tarot work? Or maybe just while away a few hours on the PlayStation? Somedays, it is all of the above.

Wonder, delight and Inspiration. - Page of Cups - Witches Tarot -

Wonder, delight and Inspiration. – Page of Cups – Witches Tarot –

My life is a lot like the Page of Cups. I am completely free to indulge my creativity, to make and create. The freedom to find wonder in  fresh inspiration, to learn, nurture and watch it grow.

Not many get to enjoy the privilege of this freedom that I do. Days filled with the drudgery of full-time work, or the responsibility of caring for young children, is the norm for most.

Even the rare ones that, for whatever reason, are at home like me, sit around complaining they are bored. I don’t understand this. Boredom is never a part of my life. How can it be, when there is so much to learn, to explore and discover.

The internet is an open book, the Akashic Records. Humanity’s entire store of knowledge at our fingertips.

The Page of Cups seeks and finds wonderous things on the beach, I do this on the Interwebs. There is so much possibility there, that I just don’t understand how one can possibly be bored. Maybe it is just the mark of the dull mind, those that constantly cry boredom.

Me, I am full of wonder and delight at the prospects. Possibilities of learning and growth, that the human race has never seen the likes of before.  Like this Page, I embrace it with glee, letting the waves of knowledge  and inspiration wash over me.

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Eight of Swords

Eight of Swords is a card I can personally relate to, I have overcome its restrictive energies.

I have posted before about my battle with chronic pain, this card is how I beat it. Well, not quite, I still have it, and still struggle with it at times. But on the whole, I now live a relatively normal life. It took me a long time to get to this point, to realize I held the key all along.

Eight of Swords - From the Witches Tarot.

Eight of Swords – From the Witches Tarot.

Chronic pain is pretty well summed up in the Eight of Swords. She is bound, blind and helpless. If she moves, she will be cut and experience terrible pain. Here she has two choices: She can stand, frozen, frightened, and remain trapped, stuck in place among the Swords. Or, she can gather her wits, unlock the powers of her mind and find a way out. Notice behind her, there is a gap in the Swords, that seemingly surround her. It might take a long time to work herself free of the ropes that bind her, but even so, it is better than being frozen in place.

The rope represents the mind. It is the way that you think about your circumstances, that decides how bad it will be for you. To remind yourself of those that are so much worse off than you is a good start. Someone, right now, is breathing their last. Little kids with terminal cancer, but still with a positive attitude and a smile on their face. Children in third world countries that are starving, but are still so happy to receive the smallest of things. There are plenty more examples. Take a look at these things, and you realize that maybe, just maybe, things really could be worse.

The blindfold represents willful blindness. She refuses to see a path out, a future for herself. Behind her is a castle, shrouded in fog. If only she can find release, the castle, no doubt, will be hers. The castle here, is all her wishes and wildest dreams for herself. But she doesn’t see this, nor the gap in the Swords. She doesn’t want to. She is too busy feeling sorry for herself and blaming others for her predicament. She could also be using drugs or drinking heavily to numb her pain, but this is only helping to distort her predicament.  We also see a lake in the background, it is calm and clear. It symbolizes the emotions, and the emotional state she needs to reach. Only then can she achieve the mental clarity she needs to be able to see her way out. When your emotions are in turmoil, everything seems so much worse than it truly is and it is impossible to think clearly and decide the way forward.

Meditation is a big step now. Focusing the mind, clearing it of all the negativity and defeatist thinking. This is what helped me gain control over my pain levels. I can now tune out, relax, and actually get some sleep. Being sleep deprived is no help at all, it all just becomes a vicious cycle.

If our heroine can achieve these things, find some faith in herself, her ability and her body, which has seemingly turned on her;  she will then find she is able to slip her bonds and walk away from the restrictions of these eight swords.

Only then can she begin her journey towards her castle.

Her castle, her healing.

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