
Isnāt time a funny thing? One minute youāre cruising along, everything flowing, plans falling into place ~ and then bam ~ the universe hits shuffle! Suddenly what felt easy starts feeling heavy. The to-do list multiplies overnight. Your brain starts doing that tap dance between āIāve got thisā and āI might actually combust” Iāve been…

Well⦠this oneās a little hard to write. Weāve just been given notice ~ 90 days to move out. And while I know āhomeā isnāt always about four walls, this place has been our sanctuary. It’s hard to imagine leaving it behind :'( Uncertainty is a funny (and slightly cruel) thing. You tell yourself to…

A lot of humans ask how we still love each other ~ like, really love each other. The kind where you still laugh, still talk about dreams, still check in just to say, āHey, you ok my love?ā Weāre Rain and Wick ~ married 12 years, together 18. Weāve built a whole life (and a…

Thereās nothing quite like the thrill of an op shop treasure hunt. You walk in with zero expectations ~ maybe just to āhave a quick lookā (famous last words) and suddenly youāre holding something that needs to come home with you….immediately! Yesterday we took a drive to Mullum ~ that dreamy, boho little town tucked…

I feel her and see her all at once ~ through my bedroom window her glow drifts in, making me feel held, like she’s a stage-5 clinger and I’m saved under her ‘faves’ in her cosmic phone book (kinda cute) The moonās getting full again. They say this oneās the Harvest Moon and a supermoon…

Some dayz, life doesnāt go to plan. You know the ones ~ the days where you want to scream āThis is not what I wanted!ā at the sky (or at least mutter it into your cuppa) But hereās what Iām learning ~ sometimes what doesnāt go our way is still going our way. It just…

Lately, the world feels a little heavy š Sadness on the news, hurt in our communities, stress bubbling under (& over!) the surface. It can feel like too much. Like nothing we do could possibly shift the weight of it all. But did you know ~ kindness doesnāt ask us to fix everything. It just…

Today I made a to-do list. Then I made a āthings Iāll probably do insteadā list. Guess which one is already ticked off? My Capricorn brain LOVES a good plan. Neat boxes. Tidy lists. Cosmic order. But then my ADHD tendencies kick in and suddenly Iāmā¦..staring at the wall. Or the plants. Or rearranging the…

In 2023, we packed up our life in Fremantle, WA. We sold almost everything, bought a caravan and set off east. Just like that, weād officially joined the ranks of the āgrey nomadsā only, without the grey (ok, I might have been in denial!) Working online made it possible. Oh boy, it felt liberating. Free.…

So, hereās the thing. I talk to my plants. Every. Single. Day. Mother-in-Lawās Tongue, Bird of Paradise, Spider Plants, Peace Lilies, Pothos, Devilās Ivy, Palms, Monstera (even a Thai Constellation baby) ~ they all get their daily pep talks. And yes, theyāre thriving. (Coincidence? I think not) Now, Iām about to add a Maidenhair Fern…

How are we already in October? Honestly, I blinked in July and somehow itās October…..Iām not sure I gave it permission. This season, Iām slowing myself down and calling in what matters ~ love, kindness and peace. Because thereās a lot of sadness, hurt and heaviness swirling around in the world right now. And while…

Some people collect stamps. Others collect shoes. Me? I collect vintage clothes. And the way I find them is by following my nose ~ literally. I canāt help but sniff out vintage wherever I go. Markets, op shops, garage sales ~ if it smells like mothballs and magic, Iām there! My love of vintage isnāt…

Ever walked into a room and felt like someone had already sucked the oxygen out of it? Or met a human who makes you feel instantly lighter ~ like theyāre basically walking sunshine? Thatās your aura clocking in for duty ā” Now, Iām not talking about crystal-ball woo woo (though, hey, light me a candle…

So, apparently, Iām now one of those humans with a blog (wtf, I know!) Somewhere between raising five kids (who are now adulting in the big wide world), starting community projects, drinking far too much coffee and wrangling life in the rainforest, I decided the internet needed my rambles. Youāre welcome. A little about me?…

Not many people know the depth of what Iāve lived through. One of the hardest chapters of my life was losing my boys ~ not to a system, but to someone I once loved, their dad. It shattered me, them and the whole ecosystem that was meant to hold us. Iām not ready to tell…

Reporting live from the bush: So you want to live off-grid? Dreaming of sunrise yoga, boho vibes and eating papaya straight off the tree? Cute. But letās talk about the real locals youāll be sharing space with. Spoiler: they donāt pay rent, they donāt respect boundaries and some of them want your breakfast (free-loaders!) Huntsmans…

Right now, our little grassroots youth space is at a crossroads. Weāve built something beautiful here in Nimbin ā a place where young people can drop in, feel safe, share a meal, jump on the computers, or just chill and know they are loved. Itās not fancy, itās not funded by millions, but itās real.…

Some humans toss in their veggie scraps, coffee grounds and pumpkin rinds. Thatās cute. Around here? Weāve gone full aristocrat with our compost. We donāt chuck scraps in ~ we contribute personally. Yep. Our compooost pile is less ābinā and more āexclusive members-only club” Entry fee: your business and a scoop of wood shavings. Itās…

Humans often ask me: what does RainMinded actually mean? So, I guess it sounds like Iām either obsessed with the weather forecast (which is kinda true!) or itās some kind of niche yoga pose. But hereās my truth: RainMinded is my philosophy, my mess and my magic all rolled into one āØļø So being RainMinded…

Weāve all met them. The friend who leaves you drained after a āquick chat” The co-worker who dumps their chaos on your lap like itās a group project. The human who calls only when they want something….. These are your energy vampires. And unlike the sparkly movie kind, they donāt need fangs ~ they just…

So, apparently, Iāve reached that stage of life where my own writing looks like itās been penned by a drunk spider. At first, I thought maybe I was just too tired⦅or maybe the pen ink was smudgy⦅or maybe my journal had started conspiring against me. Nope. Turns out, I just canāt read my own scribbles…

So itās springtime in the rainforest and apparently, every snake in Nimbin got the memo: ātime to get your hisssssss on” Iām all for romance. Flowers blooming, bees buzzing, love in the air kinda shit, But when itās 2 six-foot sneks tangled in a love wrestle right outside my home, I feel personally attacked. Theyāre…

Sometimes the most āwoo wooā thing you can do is actually the simplest: take your damn shoes off. Right? Toes in the dirt, skin on roots, bum on the grass if youāre brave. Thatās where I remember who the I am ā” They call it grounding or earthing, but honestly? Itās just reconnecting with the…

Alright, letās get messy with words ~ because thatās where the healing hides. I started RainMinded after the social platform gods banned me for a stress meme (yep, 3 days personal, 30 days work ~ ridic, right?) Turns out all it took was a shove from the universe and now Iām spilling it all. No…