My feet found their way from Woonona to Sublime Point lookout today. I lost count of the steps but reckon eight ladders up the rock face...

How blessed to sit in the early evening and rest in the silence at the entrance of the Minnamurra River. As American Jewish author and...

The colour returned to my cheeks as I pushed into a cold brisk south westerly. It must have been the end of the breeding season for...

Fresh from the energy sapping heat of Israel’s dry, windless summer to the gale force winds of winter at Gerroa.

I sat beside a commuter on the light rail as we climbed the track to Ammunition Hill. Was he Jewish? No! A Palestinian activist who...

Buried under the Church of St. Peter in Gallicantu, on the slopes of Mount Zion outside the Old City, lies the House of Caiaphas....

“Who will look after your shop Michel?” “God will look after it.” Our Palestinian friend locked the door of his beautiful antique shop...

Specialist vascular surgeon, Dr Raphael Walden asks the young Palestinian rock-throwing youth his name. Israeli soldiers had retaliated....

It’s Thursday and school holidays. Bar Mitzvah processions are coming from all directions. Shofars, clarinets, drums, herald joyous...

Chris and I have just returned from hearing from a Priest who had both his hands blown off and lost his hearing and an eye through an...