Artificial intelligence sounds much more intimidating than it needs to. Even the name doesn't help. Artificial intelligence. It sounds technical, futuristic and slightly ominous, as though understanding it requires a computer science degree and a working knowledge of things involving lots of letters and numbers. I have neither. I'm in my sixties. I grew up long before smartphones, Google and social media became ordinary parts of life. I've watched technology arrive in waves,

What happens when we stop taking our homes for granted and really look at them? An exploration of feng shui, flow, light and seeing familiar spaces with fresh eyes.

Getting older changes more than our bodies. Relationships shift, love takes different forms, and solitude can become less lonely and considerably more interesting.

It was a warm spring evening, yesterday, and while wage-working, I was listening to a documentary about consciousness, neural networks and DMT. Once again, I found myself disappearing down one of those rabbit holes that makes everything else seem rather ordinary. Who are we, really? We look through the same world, yet consciousness may open a thousand different doors to how we experience it. It is a question I encountered years ago while studying philosophy at university, an

One philosophical question has led to another - from Hermes and consciousness to quantum reality and manifestation. I seem to have wandered down another rabbit hole.

I first encountered Thrice-Great Hermes years ago somewhere among alchemy, Rosicrucians and the Emerald Tablet. I no longer remember exactly where. Perhaps that is fitting, because the journey back has raised a much bigger question about knowledge itself.

I lived through the eighties, when phones were attached to walls and songs were recorded from the radio. Now I’m building Deb Eternal and working with AI. Sometimes technology just has to catch up with our ideas.

Is wondering what happens after death a waste of the life we have now? Perhaps contemplating death has less to do with what comes next and more to do with noticing how we're living today.

Scammers rely on urgency, fear, hope and trust. During Scams Awareness Week, three simple actions are worth remembering before clicking, paying or believing: stop, think and check.

Sometimes we aren't wishing for a different life so much as the life we once imagined. Perhaps it's time to stop measuring ourselves against who we thought we'd become and appreciate who we actually are.

Why do questions asked centuries ago still matter today? Sophie’s World invites us to wonder, question what we think we know, and discover why philosophy may be more relevant than ever.

Sometimes I know exactly how I feel. I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m disappointed, excited, worried or relieved. Nice and tidy. Emotion identified, label attached, move along please.

Bitter, Sweet and Shitty Moments. Life has a strange habit of refusing to stay in one emotional lane. Just when everything seems settled, somebody falls out with somebody else. Someone dies. A baby is born. A wedding invitation arrives. A relationship ends.

Many renovation programs focus on creating dream homes, often with large budgets and dramatic transformations. Home Town feels a little different. The homes are usually older, sometimes neglected, and often located in towns that have seen better days. And when I think about regional New South Wales, I can immediately picture places where that same approach could make a difference.

Perhaps someone online has become very important to you. Perhaps they make you feel seen, needed, loved, or hopeful in a way you have not felt for a long time. If the relationship, which currently appears to be only online, is genuine, honest questions will not harm it.

There was a time in my life when I believed that if I worried enough about something, I was somehow helping. Not every road needs a detailed map. Sometimes the journey unfolds one bend at a time. If a problem appeared on the horizon, I would think about it from every angle. If someone was unhappy, I would wonder how to fix it. If something might go wrong, I would prepare for every possible outcome. What I eventually discovered was that very little of that worrying changed any

One of the great benefits of working from home is comfort... It is surprisingly easy to sit down at the computer first thing in the morning, become absorbed in work, and then realise several hours have passed with very little movement.

Many granny flats are designed with rental returns or temporary accommodation in mind. As I browsed floor plans, I found myself noticing small details. Things that perhaps would not matter to everyone, but which would make all the difference to me.

There is something curious about journals. People often imagine them as books hidden in bedside drawers, filled with secrets, heartbreaks, and pages beginning with Dear Diary.

There are things we carry from childhood that don’t always have a clear beginning. Nothing stands out at first. No single moment you can easily point to. And yet, over time, a way of being begins to take shape.