Because of Her we can….

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Because of Her we can….

The feminine energy of the indigenous sun…touches my skin, she grows freckles on my skin…my skin was born of this land, so she belongs to this land…

I’ve taken time this week, to reflect, to sit in the sun, and to listen in the dark, I’ve nourished my mind…and stilled my soul.

Firstly I honour and pay respects to Nungeena Tya….our Earth Mother…She gives so much…without Her there would be no human life here.

Here quietly in this sacred space on this land here on the farm, Worimi land, I have quietly celebrated the essential role that the indigenous women have played and continue to play in my life, in community and this entire nation, and the universe.

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I would like to thank all Indigenous women for their strength and determination through the atrocities they have lived and breathed, that they carry and that which has come down through their bloodlines and their songlines. I am both grateful and blessed to have listened and to have heard your stories. I am humbled by your raw honesty and tenacity.

I feel your strength growing, and I support your dreams and the dreaming. You have my compassion, empathy, attention and respect.

Two very  special women have personally touched my life deeply and I am a better person for having known them, worked with them and learnt from them.

Maureen Smith – Minmia and Sal Lavallee – Ngarigo Gin I am forever grateful for your friendship, you continue to amaze me with your potency for healing self and for bringing more and more of yourself and your message to the world. Your service, wisdom, writings and your art are miraculous gifts for all women, and humanity.

Thank you deeply, from my heart to yours as I honour you with the deepest of love and respect.

So many Indigenous women, known and unknown, have been my guides on my crooked path, their light shines the way, as does their shadow, and in this naidoc week I acknowledge each and everyone of you.

The bones that lie in this dirt beneath my feet are my ancestors, as are the tall ironbark’s swaying with the gum trees here, I hear their voices and their calls on the breeze.

The blue cloudless skies this week with the post solstice chill, take the green from the paddock grasses, as the light increasing plays patterns on the tall Kangaroo grass, and is more magic at sunset. I am connected to all, we are one.

I love this land, this nation and this continent, it is unique as are its people its flora and fauna, I am humbled every day to wake up in such an enriched environment, of ancient sacredness and clear enthusiastic indigenous young minds, steering our future may we all unite to heal, what was lost.

 
In ten to twenty years from now the very belligerent patriarchs, and their unbalanced ideals will be laying in this dirt, their ways will be gone forever, a thing of the past…. and all women will breathe easier.

Respect, balance and femininity is rising, wrongs are being righted….and because of Her we now Can!…Yes!!!

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Minmia

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Ngarigo Gin