A Personal Trainer for the last ten years and business owner, as well as a Dive Instructor, I try not to box and label myself, so - time for a career change. I have just finished my studies to become a Nurse and I am now completing a Lab Tech course. Freelance writing is a constant.
Travel is an inseparable part of my life. I recently returned to the farm in Australia after yet another extended vagabonding trip - this time Asia and the Americas - a few more years of backpacking, which have given me the opportunity to learn how to tread lightly.
Having lived and worked in London, Montreal, L.A, San Fran, Melbourne, Sydney, Thailand, Scandinavia and Guatemala I've taken to opportunity to immerse myself in a variety of cultures. From extended traveling and backpacking through over 50 countries I've been able to experience many more.
It's been the time spent in the less hospitable environments that I've loved the best; diving into the deep blue in South East Asia, filling scuba tanks in Guatemala, sweating and swinging in a hammock on my way down the Amazon.
The aim is to mesh Nursing with my love for travel. Remote Area Nursing is the ultimate plan.
I have a passion for both photography and writing, always seeking to combine the two, along with my traveling.
My writing interests come from a varied background:
Backpacking, Budget travel, Business, Health and Fitness, Personal Training, Gym Management, Motorbike Riding, Scuba Diving, Photography, Education and Training, Music, the Arts, Science and Nursing.
I feel blessed to have a gamut of topics to write to. Now, for the writing...
Why I write ...
I'm not sure I have a choice! Writing brings my thoughts together.
My inspiration ...
sunflowers. wet grass. warm sand. coffee. stormy seas. random acts of kindness. humility. white wine. hand written letters. faith. hope. love... not necessarily in that order.
Standing at the bench, beaker in hand, I paused and scrutinized the tiny droplets of water still ferociously clinging to the inside of the slowly drying glass. Waiting to do a simple experiment and impatient, I turned to my professor with a scrunched up nose and asked: "Does it matter? Does it really matter if there's still water in the beaker?" He turned to me with the eternal patience only a great teacher can maintain, "Imagine instead the beaker half full. Now, you tell me - does it matter?" Pausing to ponder while following the experiment through in my head, I realized the answer, "I g...
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