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On Australia Day

 
I woke up this morning thinking about land.
I’m working on a project at the moment that cultivates the art of listening and will see participants learning how to deepen listening to self, other… and nature (environment).
For me titillation, energy, peace has always come from nature… and for those of you who’ve partied with me post 25 you’ve seen how I can dance and dance and dance out at festivals with nothing more than music, my people, the land and the stars above me. lol and for those of you who follow me on instagram you’ve seen how excited I get when I’m traversing forests… (snap snap snap snap).
One of the best welcome to country introductions I have ever heard was at the Abbotsford Convent. It lasted almost an hour and we were taken – walked- down to Dite Falls and looked at yam daises and tried to shut out the noise from the highway a block or so away and listen to the environment that once was. It was beautiful.
For me then thinking about a culture and community who respects the environment, who used the resources in a way that they would always grow back, who recognised the more than four seasons we have here in Australia, who have rich stories to connect people to land… I get sad thinking about how much we could have learned and how much damage we have done.
Today, from my privileged white position I recognise that it is so much more complicated that land. Health care. Education. Humanity. Respect. Equality. But as a way of connecting I think about a love of country, of nature… and I weep at what could have been if we just had of COMMUNICATED.
Changing the date is part of that communication process – the listening part – the part that says ‘I hear you. I hear your pain. I hear your ancestors pain. I acknowledge the trauma’.
And then we can all recognise and celebrate a love of country… on a different day.
For more wonder-meant read the article below.
x Kate Microseris-scapigera
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Refuge 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

This place

it is

a refuge.

You.

Warrior

…with your armor up

…and your iron eyes

…and your stiffened lips

Unfurl your hair

let it avalanche down your steel shoulders

and flush cheek bone

and breast.

 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

This place

it is

a refuge.

Tell me your stories

Let your tongue tease out the learning

Your muscles ease out the burning

and your heart

so swollen

…let it leech out for awhile.

 

Give. me. your. lungs. warrior.

A baby would know what to do under such circumstances.

I am giving you permission to do the same.

Make your mournful sounds.

You have not forgotten how

only pretended.

 

Give. me. your. salt. warrior.

Your lacrimation will be a final desalination

Through pores

excrete what your body can no longer contain.

I will gather the delicate crystalline in my palms

and with index finger and thumb

we will use it to season

what. comes. next.

 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

Dear warrior

This place

it is

your refuge.

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