Category Archives: BELONGING

There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before. Robert Lynd


I know the song each shy bush dweller sings, 
From daybreak, when a small grey bellbird rings —
“Awake thou lazy one and stretch thy wings!” 
Till all the golden air with sound vibrates 
And every feathery throat with song pulsates 
To join their music with wild mountain spates. 
These songs I know and love!  


Songs That I Know by A.G. MacGregor
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“You’ll think this is a bit silly, but I’m a bit–well, I have a thing about birds.”
“What, a phobia?”
“Sort of.”
“Well, that’s the common term for an irrational fear of birds.”
“What do they call a rational fear of birds, then?” 

Neil GaimanAnansi Boys

To the shores of Mallacoota, Feeling heartsick and depressed,

Ted Harrington

To the shores of Mallacoota,
Feeling heartsick and depressed,
From the tumult of the city,
I arrived a stranger guest,
Kindly hearts were there to greet me,
Friendly voices welcomed me;
In the house above the inlet,

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Mallacoota Bar

Henry Lawson, 1910

    Curve of beaches like a horse-shoe, with a glimpse of grazing stock,

    To the left the Gabo Lighthouse, to the right the Bastion Rock;

    Upper Lake where no one dwelleth — scenery like Italy,

    Lower Lake of seven islets and six houses near the sea;

    ‘Twixt the lake and sea a sandbank, where the shifting channels are,

                    And a break where white-capped rollers bow to Mallacoota Bar. 

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. William S. Burroughs


We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart – the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.

Carson McCullers, The Mortgaged Heart: Selected Writings