I recently heard this poem
being touchingly read by Natasha, Bill's grand-daughter (see poem below).
It really struck a chord with me.
In 2004, on our return to Australia, (from living overseas for almost 7 years), my partner and I went directly to visit my folks in Carnarvon, WA.
The serenity of this bushland-coastal town and it's surroundings, the tangible red earth and obvious friendliness of my family and their friends, was immediately grounding. I knew I was home. I could feel it...
I feel it with my body, with my blood.
Feeling all the trees, all
this country.
When this wind blow, you can feel it.
Same for country … you feel it.
You can look,
but feeling … that make you.
Bill Neidjie,
Kakadu, NT Aboriginal Elder
Even today.
Living nestled amongst the lush Hinterland forests.
~A different time, daily life and surroundings.~
I still feel incredibly blessed.
EVERY day, as I step outside, drive around, travel further. Something inside of me, my heart, lifts.
I feel it in my body.
I KNOW.
I Feel it.
I am living exactly where I am supposed to be.
I LOVE Australia.
Her beauty and all that she gives me.
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Labels: Australia, Inspirational, Natural Treasures
