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A walk through Brooklyn Central Park – Level 3

28th April 2020 By Jonelle Leave a Comment

After weeks and weeks and weeeeeeeeks at home, we finally moved from Level 4 into Level 3 which means we are allowed to DRIVE to places for walks. We live in Brooklyn, it’s incredible, we have the best view from our house but that also means we are surrounded by hills and walking is a…

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Filed Under: Blog, Being Resilient, Life, Reflections on Life, Travel Tagged With: brooklyn central park, lockdown, wellington New Zealand

Collective Grief. A whole new world for us.

5th April 2020 By Jonelle 4 Comments

Girl with balloon Banksy

On March 23, Scott Berinato published an article on Harvard  Business Review called “That Discomfort You’re Feeling is Grief” and it went viral. The piece was brilliant, so much so that it was shared by my work internal comms team. It resonated with so many people because we’re not used to being in the exact…

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Filed Under: Blog, Death & Grief, Life, Reflections on Life Tagged With: collective grief, coping with grief, grief

Home. Where the heart breaks?

30th March 2020 By Jonelle 2 Comments

I sit here in my privileged little bubble. My house up on the hill, with my view of the ocean. Heating, a flushable toilet, running water. Groceries in the cupboard. Much much more than we need. We buy in advance, enough for a month. A freezer full of meat. We did not stockpile toilet paper….

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Filed Under: Blog, Being an Expat, Life Tagged With: coronavirus, covid 19

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Some of my plants got together for a little gather Some of my plants got together for a little gathering. Still don't know how I suddenly become a plant lady. But here we are. 

Feeling a little sad about the end of our time in Fortunatus Street but looking forward to our new home.
The biggest mushroom I ever did see. The biggest mushroom I ever did see.
Sitting on the steps, alone at home. Waiting on th Sitting on the steps, alone at home. Waiting on the results of my covid test while my family is camping with the neighbours. 

I don't particularly like being alone which is completely opposite to how I've been most of my life. 

Solitude was always a time to heal. To nurse my wounds. To recover from a lifetime of trauma. 

A life that from the outside was one to envy but from inside wasn't always easy. Wasn't easy at all. 

Endless pressure. 
Pressure to be everything I wasn't and everyone else's dream. 

Success. But not to me. 
And here I am. Living my dream. 
Happy. 

And strangely so uncomfortable with being on my own. 

I'd guess it's something to do with the road Solitude leads me down. 

I'm done healing. 
I'm okay now. 

Home. 
Alone. 
Drinking my beer.
Beautiful Queenstown ❤️ Beautiful Queenstown ❤️
Zebra crossing. Literally. #zebracrossing #urba Zebra crossing. 
Literally. 

#zebracrossing #urbandesign #streetscape #queenstown
Two weeks to the new place. Eek. So much packing Two weeks to the new place. Eek. 
So much packing to do.
Six months. Six months.

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