by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Mar 25, 2020 | Close to Home
“What do you fear, lady?” Aragorn asked. “A cage,” Éowyn said. “To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.”* Coming up-hill from the big town, I drive along a street towards our house...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Mar 21, 2020 | Close to Home, Uncategorized
An African and an Aussie walk into a hotel to enrol in a course. They’re met in the foyer by a well-dressed lady who shows them to a room with three exit doors. The first door has a sign above it that says, School-Ready Bar, the second door says, Job-Ready Bar...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Mar 12, 2020 | Close to Home
It’s just another quiet night out here in the yard. The trees are doing their sentinel silhouette thing, as if they’re waiting for something. The dog is just over there and the stars are burning. I feel the odd one out with my lean towards hurry. Hurry...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Mar 6, 2020 | Close to Home
It’s night and I’ve wandered into a big space of glaring white fluorescence with number one daughter. She’s lugged her year-twelve art project here to be left alone with it. But I’m allowed, cause I’m the Dad, looking and wondering at...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Feb 26, 2020 | Close to Home
It’s not every day you get to have a journalist sit at your family dinner table and record the conversation. But that is what is going on. I’m okay with it and I hope my wife and children are. The fact is, I like this guy, we all agreed to this—actually,...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Feb 19, 2020 | Close to Home
It’s late-ish. A candle burns and I’m flaked on the lounge. Simon and Garfunkel sing, ‘wishing to be homeward bound’. Fortunately, I am at home and my love isn’t waiting silently, she’s singing along. I wonder what it would be like...
