Given that I am so busy elsewhere….
It seems rather silly to maintain this blog at all.
As a medium for communicating my thoughts and feelings, Twitter and Facebook have replaced blogging for me.
I was going to write a parting post and delete the blog, but then I realised that the blog is a PR3 and in many ways, an asset to my business.
So I think I’ll leave it up for the time being, purely for my own evil purposes. (Insert evil laugh).
2011 was a pretty crap year for me. In late 2010, I was promoted to a director’s position in the agency I work for. This means I’m in senior management, doing strategic management rather than operational management. I do very, very little anthropological fieldwork anymore.
I do get on planes a lot, though.
I suffered months of depression, struggled to act simultaneously in 3 positions at work, and did not enjoy managing certain individuals at all. Afterall, I am an anthropologist. I have no quals in management, and have no FREAKIN’ desire to obtain an MBA.
Steep learning curve, indeed!
However, on a positive note, I completed a course in forensic anthropology and became involved in the identification of human remains found near Alice Springs in late November. This side of anthropology has always been a passion, and I’ve decided to pursue this by undertaking a Masters in Archaeology this year.
(not insane, I’m just no ordinary girl)
On the business side, my partner and I started an online business (Travel Outback Australia is part of that). I’m pleased to say that in the last 6 months of 2011, we made $4000 online.
This is where I’m heading in 2012. Thus, this blog still has a purpose.
The River House
In late 2010, Gary and I bought a second home.
This is a complete retreat, on 24 beautiful bush acres, right on the Murray River in South Australia. The river is 50 metres from our front steps.
There’s no streetlights, you can’t see any neighbours and there are NO FREAKIN hoons in cars roaring past.
At night, it’s quiet and dark.
This might sound scary to city folks, but for those of us who are healed by nature and time away from people, it’s a blessing.
We’ve spent quite a lot of time going back and forth this year, spending most of our holidays here. There’s gardens, sheds, chicken yards, horse stables, and lots and lots of natural bush.
Our plan is to move here in a couple of years.
I’m quite disgusted at one section of the yoga community.
Not here in Australia, but those Stateside.
I mean, most people know that before you open your mouth, it’s a good idea to check your facts.
Unfortunately, some folks don’t share this philosophy.
Even stranger, they unfriend you when you point out their mistake.
The uncritical acceptance of things that simply aren’t real/true is something I can no longer abide.
I haven’t been practicing yoga regularly. At least, not the yoga that most in the yoga community would recognise.
Perhaps being a real yoga rebel is part of the shift I’m ready for this year.
My inspiration: no one you’d ever imagine or associate with yoga.
Let’s just say, from now on most of my yoga will be very, very private.
Over the past 2 years, I’ve learned more than I ever would have imagined about things like HTML, SEO, writing copy and more.
All things which have re-ignited by creative fires and given me passion where I had none.
This was a journey that began with Desert Book Chick (my book blog which I’ve killed off) and continued with Travel Outback Australia.
I’m sure you’re not wondering what I’ll be focussing on right now, but in the off chance that you are:
- owning/doing less
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