• Lone Pine


  As the sun rose on a cold, silent morning at Anzac Cove, ?the mist swirled around us. Overlooking the beach we felt the ghosts of the ANZACS. We walked through the trenches and at Lone Pine we cried for the wasted lives. Julie, my friend, and I visited Gallipoli as part of a backpacking

Are you Depressed and Suicidal?

I am often a place of last resort. You have tried everything or everyone else you can think of. ?People have referred you to this doctor or that physiotherapist. ?You've had x-rays, MRI's and nobody can find anything wrong with you. ?You can't get comfortable. ?You're in pain. ?You've tried diet, exercises, and sleeping