Eight years ago I wrote a blog entry on religion and blue jeans. I know, I know, it sounds like a bit stretch and you are probably thinking of rebellious priests in the jungles preaching Theology of Liberation and the banishment of oppressive multinational companies. No, this has nothing to do with that. Religion in
Category: emotional abuse
I roamed the plains with the elephants and lions as a child, danced with Masai, ran with flamingos, sat through exorcisms, dangled from a billboard, crawled through mountain caves, got completely lost in Spain while on a pilgrimage alone, got locked in an alpaca paddock, jumped out of a plane to tandem skydive and questioned
The prequel to this blog entry is this one… and if you haven´t read it yet, I strongly encourage you to backtrack and read that first before continuing here. Six turbulent months have passed since the photoshoot, and during that time I have learned so much about myself as a person, author and photographer. Whereas
For the full collection of FrogDiva Photography’s Men and their Headgear click HERE This is a project that is at least ten years in the making, a collection of photographs from my life while living in different countries. It wasn’t until recently that I decided to extract some images and group them according to theme.
It bothers me that the eyes of the world and the media are currently focused entirely on the American police brutality, when we should be taking a very close look in all other directions as well, such as Hong Kong, the Philippines, Mexico, Brazil, Bangladesh, South Africa, Germany, Greece, Italy, Russia, or Poland to name
Let it not be said that I am not capable of learning new tricks in my 50s. If there is a lesson to take away from this year’s Spring Cleaning it wold be: back-peddle first and ask all the questions before walking into to something hook line and sinker. The new and unfamiliar can be
It may no longer politically correct to acknowledge publicly that there are certain songs from the 70s and 80s that I hang on to, and with each passing decade in my life mean more to me than ever before, but I am willing to take that chance. Many will cringe at the name of Michael
When recovering from emotional abuse, it is very difficult to learn to trust intentions again and you end up questioning everything, every move, and everything about yourself that you were falsely made to believe during the traumatic period. It is a painful experience to analyse the events again and realise put names to the circumstances,
In September 2018 I published the following prayer of my favourite Philosopher and Theologian, John O’Donohue Now that you have entered with an open heartInto a complex and fragile situation,Hoping with patience and respectTo tread softly over sore ground in orderThat somewhere beneath the raw estrangementSome fresh spring of healing might be coaxedTo release the
The original Serenity Prayer is something I have written about already, so I will not do so again. However, here is a new version of that prayer revised for all those going through a difficult time in their lives. It arrived in my life at a time when I had just embarked in the first
