The Guided Helper

16/11/2025

12/11/2025

I remember this day like it was yesterday. I had just finished putting new carpet in my art space, and within minutes these two had claimed it as their very own playroom. There’s a kind of joy that can’t be staged or planned — and this photo captures it so perfectly. A bird and a dog, just laying back like two little souls who trust each other, and the world, completely. They look so free, so content, as if happiness is the most natural thing in the world. Every time I see this photo, I’m reminded that joy doesn’t have to be loud or out there , sometimes it’s just the soft peace of knowing you’re safe, understood, and right where you belong

Let this be your reminder to pause, breathe, and notice the joy that’s already here.

02/11/2025

Reframe your mindset with positive self-talk.

31/10/2025

28/10/2025

It never weighed more than a spoonful of sugar... yet its loss leaves a silence that echoes through an entire forest. 💔

Hidden deep within the forests of Christmas Island, a tiny creature once darted between roots and leaves... the Christmas Island Shrew, Australia’s only native shrew. Weighing just five or six grams, it was small, secretive, and full of life. Its thin, high call once filled the island’s night air... but now, the forest is quiet. After years of searching, scientists have officially declared the species extinct. The culprit wasn’t a single event but a chain of human-driven changes... invasive rats, parasites, and habitat destruction... that swept away one of the planet’s smallest mammals before most people ever knew it existed.

The shrew’s story is a heartbreaking reflection of how fragile island ecosystems can be. Twice rediscovered, twice lost again, it clung to life longer than anyone expected. Each rediscovery sparked hope... but time and disturbance eventually silenced that tiny heartbeat for good. Its extinction marks the 39th mammal species lost from Australia since colonization, a devastating reminder that even the smallest creatures play a role in the balance of nature. What disappeared with the shrew wasn’t just an animal... it was a history of survival, adaptation, and quiet endurance spanning thousands of years.

In life, the shrew asked for almost nothing... a patch of forest floor, a few insects, and the right to exist. In death, it leaves behind a question that echoes louder than its faint call ever could... how many lives vanish unseen before the world even learns their names? Perhaps somewhere, in the damp heart of Christmas Island, a few still survive, trembling but alive. And even if they don’t, the memory of the shrew reminds us that every small voice matters... if only we listen before the silence.

Sources: Mongabay, IUCN Red List, Australian Museum

31/08/2025

Instead of reacting, soften. Instead of fixing, listen. The next time something triggers you, use it as a teacher. Your stillness has wisdom your panic will never find.