If you missed it last week, check out the chat I had with Rochelle Courtenay, founder of Share the Dignity.

It’s In the Bag!

Last week, I threw a challenge out to any readers who wanted to get behind Share the Dignity’s annual It’s In The Bag campaign. It involves packing a handbag (new or in good condition) with items that would be useful to a woman who might find herself in a shelter or refuge this Christmas. Of course, this meant I couldn’t let the team down, either! So off to the shops I went. I grabbed a good-sized handbag to fill- and fill it I have! My teenage girls got curious about what I was doing and decided to throw together a bag themselves. I have friends that are madly packing handbags with toiletries and other useful stuff. It seems that the It’s In The Bag campaign is bringing out the best in a lot of people who seem genuinely excited to be able to help someone.

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Some weeks, I struggle to read and watch the news.

It’s pretty heavy-going. Wars, tragedies, horrific acts of violence, abuse and so many people in need. I know that I can just turn it off and that in itself makes me very, very privileged. At the press of a button, I can bury my head in the sand. I can literally opt out of all the news I don’t want to hear to avoid the distress. It’s tempting; they do say that ignorance is bliss. I think it’s okay to take a little time out from things if you need to, but I know that it doesn’t actually help matters long-term. I want to be able to help but so many problems in the world leave me feeling powerless. And that is not a good feeling.

Being Able to Help.

When you find out that there is something you can help with, it gives you a little hope. And that’s exactly what I’ve found by coming into contact with Rochelle Courtenay. Words like “empowering” and “inspirational” are usually not in my vocabulary. I find that they are often over-used and wasted on people that aren’t worthy of them. In the case of Rochelle Courtenay, however, I have to make an exception because she is more than worthy. Here’s a woman who became aware of a problem and decided to do something about it. Not only did she do something about it, she’s made it easy for other people to get on board and help. Share the Dignity, the charity Rochelle has founded, allows us to help women in need. You can donate money, like any regular charity, but the point of difference with not-for-profit group Share the Dignity is that they also collect useful items. You can actually give someone exactly what they need.

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Walking to work from the train station last week, I was well and truly inside my own head and not paying a huge amount of attention to people around me. It was very early but, being Sydney, there were a few people around.

They were clutching take away coffees against the cold and the hour, people were beginning their work days. I came to a pedestrian crossing and lifted my eyes long enough to scan the traffic. In Sydney, those stripes on the road don’t guarantee that cars will stop and give way. As I scanned, I saw a man coming towards me, also crossing the road. His eyes were firmly fixed on my face. I don’t know about you but before 6 am and pre-coffee, I’m not prepared for intense eye contact. Out of reflex, I lowered my eyes. Looking down, I was treated to a sight I didn’t need. Have I mentioned this was a- before 6 am and b- before coffee?

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I have a dream…

Ever had that dream, the one where you’re giving a speech and you look down and realise you’re naked? I have. I’ve had another one, slightly different each time, that has recurred for years. I’ve dreamed that I’m absolutely busting to go to the toilet. I race around, but bathrooms are hard to find in these dreams. I eventually find one and sit down in relief. But the relief is very short lived when I realise the walls have fallen away or the door is wide open and out of reach.

I wake up from these feeling awful. The idea of going to the toilet in front of people makes me feel extremely vulnerable, exposed and humiliated. I’m lucky, though. I wake up from these dreams into a very different reality, with a choice of two bathrooms right here in my house. It’s easy to take that for granted.

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