Many a time have I merely closed my eyes at the end of yet another troublesome day and soaked my bruised psyche in wild water, rivers remembered and rivers imagined. Rivers course through my dreams, rivers cold and fast, rivers well-known and rivers nameless, rivers that seem like ribbons of blue water twisting through wide valleys, narrow rivers folded in layers of darkening shadows, rivers that have eroded down deep into the mountain’s belly, sculpted the land, peeled back the planet’s history exposing the texture of time itself. — (Harry Middleton, On the Spine of Time or Rivers of Memory)
Nganyinytja, a Pitjantjatjara Elder said, ”Much trouble has come from people forgetting the land, the spirit. Many people are sick and have lost their spirit; we grieve for them. But we can all learn and make our spirit strong. My teaching is about opening your spirit, working together to build understanding. Opening our way, opening our hearts, to share the spirit of the land with all who want to learn”.
If you feel that you do not belong somewhere you should not go there. Also, if you are unable to do something, you should not do it.
“Like a parakeet, that says what he knows but doesn’t know what he says”
—Leah Purcell, Aboriginal director and actor
The length of a frog can only be determined after it dies.