"You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a NEW DREAM"
There's something special about trees, isn't there?
I’ve always thought so. Growing up in Brisbane’s West End, I spent hours sitting in the shade of magnificent 100-year-old pine trees when I wasn’t exploring riverbanks. I connected with my surroundings there, as though I shared a secret language with the whispering trees. I wasn’t sure how it worked but when I was anxious, I would sit on the grass with my back against a tree, and feel soothed. I now know I was grounding myself. Mother Nature gave me her calming energy when I hugged a tree.
Hi, I’m Tina, author of a two-part children’s series called Horace and the Hugging Trees.
I care deeply about nature. Over the years, much to my children’s amusement, I have been known to walk up to a tree, introduce myself, and give it a big hug! My two children are grown-up now, and I am instead owned by a four-kilogram, feisty ball of feline fluff—my cat, Izzy.
Today, I am worried about the trees disappearing.
Fortunately, there’s still hope that together we can change that. Whether you’re a child or a grown-up, my little picture-book owl named Horace will help you reconnect with nature. As you travel with him on an imaginative journey, he’ll give you some ideas of what you can do. My wish is that he will inspire and empower you to be part of a legacy of saving our environment.
About The Author
I feel very blessed to have discovered writing even if it was in my later years. I hope that no matter where you are in life's journey and you feel the muse calling, please don't ignore her!
As long as I can remember I have had this running commentary in my head full of wonderful stories, adventures, drama, beings from outer space to name but a few. As a child I thought this was “normal” but as I got older it became evident that this was not the case. While my peers held their pens poised diligently in accounting class my pen was on the floor, my face out the window, sucking in the cool, spicy air that I imagined had touched the very highest tips of the Himalayas.
Life happened and I did eventually learn to keep my feet grounded on planet earth but not all of the time, what’s the fun in that? A large majority of my stories were now confined to my free time, by that I mean, meal breaks at work, cooking, cleaning, driving and any other chores that I could multi task. Needless to say I burnt a lot of dinners, the house was never perfect and the kids never had meticulously ascetic book covers. As for the car, well let’s just say I kept the local mobile scratch and dent company in business for decades.
Many of those stories that I spent days or even weeks on refining are now lost forever in what I like call affectionally "The Big Black Hole", however I am confident they will pop out of the abyss one day!
The good news is that for the last five years I have had time to actually document some of that creative stuff that endlessly looped through my grey matter. I started writing poems and found that very cathartic, it was so fulfilling to see my thoughts on paper, after all those years of suspended animation, at last they had a resting place. I had finally given them validation and a voice.
In 2014 I had 2 poems published in the Writers Anthology Group yearly book Alpha and Omega. This gave me the confidence to join the Dayboro Writers Group, where I have had the pleasure of meeting many kindred spirits, learnt so much and expanded my craft. I am now about to publish my first book…wow pinch myself moment!
You might say I am a late bloomer, but my point is that it is never too late to unleash the voice within. Take the first step and the rest will follow effortlessly. Dare to be daring, what do you have to lose? We all have a story to tell you just might not realise it yet. Once you take the leap you will be on the most rewarding, exhilarating adventure of your life. It can lead you anywhere, you just have to courage and be open to the endless possibilities.
P.S. I went to the Himalayas in May 2018