Stephen Mitchell | Life Lessons, Creativity & Personal Growth
Observations on Being a Weekend Father, Creating New Memories and Figuring Life Out
This article was originally published 11 October 2006 as 'Save Space on Your Computer'. Tonight I have updated and republished for clarity. (The original article is now deleted to avoid confusion) Back in the mid-2000s, keeping a Windows computer running well meant regularly defragging the hard drive. It was just one of those maintenance jobs... Continue Reading →
If you previously read a similar post on my blog, this is the updated version replacing the original article that was first published in 2006 and has since been removed. When I first started exploring digital photography, I quickly discovered there was much more to creating a good image than simply pressing the shutter button.... 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 →
One of the stranger lessons I've learnt since separating my wife is simply this: Just because a marriage ends doesn't mean my responsibilities end with it. I don't mean financial obligations or legal arrangements. Those have their place. I'm talking about something less tangible. The wellbeing of our children and their mother still matters to... 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 →
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 →
I voted for the Marijuana Party as a teenager. Here’s why I still would. I’ve been voting for the Marijuana Party, or whatever version of it happened to appear on the ballot, since I was old enough to vote. Back then, it felt half cheeky, half defiant. You’re young, you see a list of parties... Continue Reading →
Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most - yet I am still capable of doing so much. Yet loud and excessive noise, confusing confrontation, and unwarranted aggression, these all drain me, so I get lethargy and brain-drain when life gets too much. Yet I actively... Continue Reading →
A few days ago, I shared a short video showing the scale of the corella flocks around both the Kingscote and Parndana Campuses, and now into the surrounding streets and trees. Thousands of birds. Eating, sleeping, shitting, squabbling, and procreating like they’ve signed a long-term lease. Every evening they descend on the grass, roost in... Continue Reading →
Stephen Mitchell | Life Lessons, Creativity & Personal Growth 
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…