Stephen Mitchell | Life Lessons, Creativity & Personal Growth
On Remembering and Creating Memories, Figuring Life Out Again as a Single Bloke, and Being a Weekend Dad
Since around 1996, I've accumulated a rather varied collection of hobbies and interests. Some have grown into small businesses, some have stayed hobbies, and others have quietly fallen by the wayside. Most of them come from the same source: I'm a creative type, and my brain is nearly always in high gear. I'm forever thinking... Continue Reading →
I've reached an age where I spend more time reading about foods that are good for me than I do reading restaurant menus. Twenty years ago, I was more interested in whether a meal came with chips. These days, I'm standing in the supermarket wondering whether garlic improves circulation and if dark chocolate counts as... Continue Reading →
I've been using WordPress for nearly 20 years. During that time I've redesigned my own blog more times than I care to admit, tinkered with themes, broken the odd thing, fixed it again, and generally learned by doing. Even after all these years, I'd still be the first to admit I haven't explored every corner... Continue Reading →
When I was about ten years old, I quietly made a promise to myself that I never wanted to say goodbye to anyone ever again. At the time, it seemed like a sensible promise. Goodbyes hurt. They leave an empty space where someone used to be. So as a child I simply assumed that if... Continue Reading →
This thought hit me out of nowhere today: I don't need a partner anymore. Not in a bitter way. Not because I've given up on relationships. I simply realised I'm actually and genuinely okay. Life isn't perfect, yet I am going to be okay. A year ago, I wasn't sure I'd ever say that. After... Continue Reading →
Recently I stumbled across a word that stopped me mid-scroll – otrovert. It’s not in any proper psychology textbook as yet, and you won’t find it neatly defined in the Oxford. It seems to be one of those modern, internet-born labels. Yet the more I read, the more I thought, “Hang on… this might be... Continue Reading →
I’ve got a funny story to tell. Mostly it about recycling. Funny but practical. Recently I bought this leather round ottoman. Problem was, it didn’t come with any stuffing. The instruction pamphlet said you could fill it with beans, foam blocks, or 'material squares'. So I looked that up. Turns out, they mean cutting fabric... Continue Reading →
Over the last few months I have compiled an interesting and life-changing list of the many things in my life I SHOULD be, COULD be and WILL be thankful for: Things I should be thankful for: These are the solid, already-in-my-hands realities. The stuff that’s quietly doing the heavy lifting. I am alive, functional, and... Continue Reading →
I’ve never followed a god. Never felt the need to kneel or pray to something unseen. But I’ve always admired the quiet simplicity found in Buddhist teachings - not the ritual or the robes, just the way they live. There’s something deeply human about it. For me, spirituality isn’t about worship or belief. It’s about... Continue Reading →
Over the past week (1-6 Feb 2026) , I barely left the house. Partly because I could afford to - a decent window cleaning job bought me some breathing room - yet mostly because I didn’t have the energy to be anywhere else. I lay on the lounge, eyes open, staring into space while the... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzZWSrr5wFI Whenever this song comes on the radio, I crank the volume up to 20. Pity they never play anymore than 3 minutes of it. It is over 7 minutes of amazing U2 music that I grew up listening to constantly.
Earlier this morning, I got to thinking about moments for photographs that are stuck in my mind, yet I have not had the opportunity to return with a camera to capture them. One of them is a fog-covered and very wet parcel of land in the corner of a paddock. The view in my head... Continue Reading →
