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
Choosing separation is EASY; Living with the aftermath is Not Before anyone nods along too easily with the popular narrative around grey separation, itโs worth slowing the tape. This article by Spicy Auntie paints later-life divorce as a kind of moral awakening for women who are "finally choosing themselves". From where I stand, it often... Continue Reading →
OK, our editors might have that slightly wrong. Maybe they meant to say the unusually shiny, suspiciously well-behaved interstellar object currently spreading its seed around our galaxy. Yet we will let it slide. AbstractRecent observations of the interstellar object 3I/ATLAS have produced findings so inconsistent with established astrophysical theory that the research team briefly considered... Continue Reading →
This evening, on my walk home from my old house (~ the one where my separated-wife and our children still live) my thoughts drifted to the spaces that divide all of us. Walls and barricades, both physical and emotional, shape our conversations, our silences, even our memories. Somewhere between the streetlights and the cool night... Continue Reading →
Since 2020, awareness around neurodiversity has broadened. Itโs no longer hidden behind clinical jargon or whispered confessions. More people now recognise that Autism exists on a spectrum that touches nearly everyone in some way. That shift has helped me drop the shame and instead embrace the idea that understanding ourselves is a strength, not a... Continue Reading →
As I am now a 55+ year old, I am enjoying reading blogs by equally impressive people of a similar age. My current favourite site to read is https://greymatter.gallery/ . Thanks to one of my oldest friends (not her years alive; our years knowing each other!) Charlie Helen Robinson, I have recently read an article... Continue Reading →
Donald Trump has done it again. Instead of answering a question, heโs picked a fight. Yet this target wasnโt an American rival or a late-night comedian โ it was Australian journalist John Lyons. The ABC reporter asked about Trumpโs wealth - and instead of dealing in facts, Trump reached for the oldest trick in his... Continue Reading →
Alright, hereโs the deal: running my primary website - http://www.ezcreate.com.au - isn't always as simple as I'd like it to be. Random downtime, upload speeds, refresh rate, easy portal or FTP access, and over the years there have been various issues with other hosts I have dealt with. Including selling out and closing down! Cue... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I catch myself mid-conversation realising Iโve veered off course, lost momentum, or just plain confused the poor bugger trying to keep up. Whether Iโm rambling, mumbling, or being a bit too clever with my words, I know Iโm not alone. We all have our quirks when we speak. While some habits are better off... Continue Reading →
You may not have noticed: There are NO MORE TAGS on my blog. Yes - I deleted the lot. Why? Because most were words within the article - which effectively made them duplicates, therefore redundant. What replaced them? Just honest categories that represent where Iโve been - and where Iโm going now that I am... Continue Reading →
I recently offered to help a new Vietnamese friend with her English. Simple enough, right? As soon as the words left my mouth, I realised I mightโve stepped into something bigger than I expected. This is going to be a journey filled with confusion, cultural curve-balls, and the occasional case of mutual head-scratching. While Iโve... Continue Reading →
Today wasnโt a work-day โ at least, not the window-cleaning kind. No squeegees, no ladders, no ocean-view glass panels. But still, something meaningful got earned โ just not the kind of thing you'd ever see on an invoice. First stop was the local op shop. I donated a pile of things Iโd once thought I... Continue Reading →
โIโm not looking for anyone special to have in my life anymore.โโ Stephen Mitchell (#1: Late 1996 / #2: Mid 2025) I remember saying that out loud, half to myself, half to the universe, as if trying to seal the deal. Life was finally levelling out after a long, grey fog of loss and heartache.... Continue Reading →
