Tuesday, April 11, 2006


I travelled across a bridge
that divides the people living in my city
Westgate Bridge is the link that binds us together
The East from the West
The factories and industry from high rise apartments
Differnces in where people live

It was early morning when I set out
Not by choice, but necessity
8 lanes of traffic
trucks,vans,utes and cars
It was windy ,speed reduced to 40kph.
Trucks ingnore these signs sometimes
As they roared past me
I had to hold tight to the wheel.

Then the 100 kph zone loomed up
I needed to keep up otherwise I would be tooted
I could be classed as dangerous for driving under this speed
Thirty minutes later I arrived at the turn off the freeway
Green gardens and houses with trees could be seen
People lived here in this newer area
Shops,schools ,there is a community
families with small children on there way to school
or kindergarden
Life was on the go.

Three hours later after my visit, I set off for home
Once again toward the Westgate bridge for the crossing
As I reached the top of the bridge the sea came into view
white capped waves straddled the bay
Then......into view came the pier near my home
Berthed was a gigantic cruise ship
taking up 2 places on the longest pier in Victoria
The bow seemed to reach out into the bay

All white with blue trim on the funnel
not a cut off design like some ferrys
but sleek and with a pointed bow
Then it disappeared from view as I took the turn off road
I decided to drive to where I could see HER (all ships are female)
As I sat in my small car I felt like an ant
as she towered above the buildings where she was tied up

I think there is nothing more exciting than watching
a ship set to sail
Standing as she leaves the wharf/pier assisted by 2 tugs
just enough to guide her into the channel
I felt excited ,just like when I was a child
In those days 30's 40's 50's as many as a dozen ships a week
Cargo was then unloaded by wharf labourers
Uncles,cousins and friends of our family
Those going to war,migrants arriving in a new land

Again I reminis and know that the past
is so much a part of the now
I thank my Mum & Dad for allowing me come back
to the home we all shared
I love to see others enjoying such a journey
But for me I can be happy just to live
here, that which I call home,
My North, my South, my East my West
This is my Lemuria.

Lois (Muse of the Sea) 12.4.06

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Home cooking for vegans and home for the creative mind

This is Likha Diwa, one of my favorite restaurants. Its a 15 minute walk from where I live. Roughly translated, the name means Creative Mind.

They serve vegan and sea food dishes. They also sell organic food products, condiments and meat substiture producs made from gluten and soy protein.

The floor of the restaurant is hand painted with nature motifs.

The a hand painted tarp doubles as a ceiling for the Garden Seating area.

Likha serves vegan dishes with homecooked taste. They use no MSG or any flavor enhanser on their food. In a country where MSG is considered a condiment, I was happy to have discovered this place. That its only a stone thrown away from where I live is but another blessing. Happiness!

They also have celebrations every full moon. Artists and musicians perform during such celebrations. When its not raining, the garden is also set up with tables and chairs to accomodate more people during festivities.

Again, I wish I could bring you all over to this place. I think you'd enjoy it here.