Susanna Freymark

Fluctuating between musings on the sexuality of wildlife, the despair of the environmentalist who understands the ecological imperative of change that is not happening fast enough, the diarist detailing her first coherent steps as a writer plus lots...

It’s funny the thoughts you have when you stop thinking. After a hectic few months of being out there, organising and making decisions, I decided to take some time out. A friend was going on holiday and offered her home at the Bodhi Farm community...

Life is too short to drink bad coffee, is the slogan on the purple Zentfeld umbrellas. The same principle applies to books. Life is short so read good books — there are so many....

The Great Turning is the third revolution, the transition from the industrial revolution to a life sustaining society. The first was the agricultural revolution developing over centuries. Then within a few short decades came the second change, the...

That day in the Bay I hadn’t bumped into anyone I knew. It was busy and bustling with the faces of strangers, no one said hello....

Not just to the people I find interesting and passionate about ‘their thing’, or people with a Scottish accent who can say anything and my attention will remain focused but really listening to people’s...

I am still sorting through the information and misinformation on these issues. The environmentalists, scientists, politicians are all talking about the same thing but in a very different way. Economics appears to be at the heart of the causes, the...

Everything I need to know about life I can learn from Michael Leunig. I met the man on his recent visit to Byron Bay and his teapot philosophy made more sense than ever before. With confidence I can throw away those dusty self-help books propping up...

Our childhood landscape carries our history. It is our inner sense of where we belong reflected in an external world. How much of that place where we grew up (for better or worse) influences our idea of place and where we choose to live as...

The truth excites me. Yet the more I thought and talked about it the more confused I became. I found that I knew nothing about truth. I could write pages on what truth...

What’s in a name? It identifies you. It indicates your history. Your culture. And sometimes your fame. You know you’ve hit the height of celebrity when you are recognised by your first name only. Think Madonna. Kylie. Our Nic....

The quiet tap tap of the keyboard. Words fall onto the page with technological speed. In between the flow of sentences I gaze across the green fields to the ocean line stretching across the sky. It is raining and cold, a heater sits by the desk and...

My car is sending me messages, or it was until it died. In my haste to ‘do’ I seriously neglected my mode of transport. I drove to meetings, appointments and other ‘important’ places and failed to put oil and water into the little engine of...

Within ten minutes of meeting and greeting each other a group of women are likely to have discussed the new teacher at school, Jean’s haircut, the film they saw last night and Brenda’s latest treatment for breast...

Goliath was a huge man. He was a giant who stood more than nine feet tall. He cursed at the Israelites and said bad things about their God. He asked one man amongst the Israelites to come out to fight for them. Everyone was afraid because he was...

But that deep sense of belonging is often hijacked by political expediency or by crashing into one another. In the name of belonging there has been colonisation of peoples and the destruction of the environment....