a lost and found box of human sensation.

continuing my recent addiction to cultural indulgence i found myself at the st. kilda film festival opening night – all in thanks to a lovely australian girl who is helping me make old interests new again.  it cannot compare to toronto’s hot docs yet this festival has its own pride and flare – celebrating australian indie film.   a night of talent…

when we were eleven.

lately, i find myself soaking up as much artsy and creative culture as i can.  i’ve been hungry for it and my appetite is huge.  i’m famished, starving for indulgence. the latest – documentary australia foundation.  a brilliant mix of film, charity and philanthropy.  congratulations to whomever came up with this hybrid.  “a showcase of…

hi, my name is nicole. it is nice to meet me.

my aspirations have always been consistent; from childhood to adolescence to the cusp of my formative years, i have been guided by the same principles and personal interests.  i fondly remember my dreams of being a writer.  i remember the first instance when i was inspired to help people.  the former was when i wrote my first ‘love’ poem at…

flying lessons.

you don’t need to be a pilot to learn how to fly. nor do you need to be a bird with feathers to soar. all you need is courageous confidence, the will to exceed new heights and the bravery to understand that in the certainty of you falling your wings won’t tether; you will indeed mend. which is why…

ik hou van je.

i got to thinking about “being in love” today while listening to a new album ‘the people’s key’ by the bright eyes.  there was something in particular in the lyrics that made my heart rewind – taking me back about 10 years to the one and only time that i would consider having been in love….. it…

one of those moments.

a brilliant epiphany today.  and a big one at that – one of those moment’s where it hits you and you realize “that is exactly what i want to do when i grow up.” yes, at 28 years old i still say “when i grow up”.  because that is life – a constant growth spurt. anyway,…

mateship.

i consider myself to be a humble canadian.  endlessly proud of where i come from, how i was raised.  the great white north; the land of the free. we are a likeable people – simple yet robust.  old world heritage but new aged in thanks to our multiculturalism and technological developments.  we are said to…

the things that test us…

…is what ultimately makes us stronger. after what has been perhaps the most enduring year of my young life i finally thought to myself “i am finally here”.  i had found a peace of mind in melbourne that i had been yearning for for nearly two years now…i researched and worked hard to find a company and a job that i can grow…

remember when…

…you took your first steps, crawled into your big sister’s bed to hide from thunderstorms or welcomed your baby siblings into the world with cautious enthusiasm? remember when…your mom let go of your hand on your first day of primary school or when your dad kissed you goodbye upon moving you to university? remember when…your…

coming of age – parents and adult children.

just read about maintaining a relationship/parenting an adult child.  and it got me thinking…. 1. i always aspire to be the type of adult that my parents would want to hang out with, laugh with.  which is why i take pride and appreciation in my friendships with people of varying ages older than me.  because they mature…