image courtesy of Get Up Australia. Today is a special day. Right now hundreds of people including Aboriginal Elders have gathered from across that beautiful big island in the southern hemisphere and are listening to the Australian Prime Minister saying sorry. What for? Read about it all here.
But before I continue on my post to celebrate this day, I have a song I would like you to listen to while reading this post. If I could be so bold as to ask you to click here to listen to The Stiff Gins 'In Paradise' while you read this post (don't forget to come back here to read!)...
Photo by Gerald Jenkins for The Dreaming.
So where was I... Oh yes, I love Aboriginal Australia: original Australia. My favourite books in Primary School were the dreamtime ones, filled with Aboriginal paintings and drawings of serpents, watering holes and naked black figures with boomerangs. I loved when an Aboriginal Dance group would come to perform at our school, my heart was filled with inspiration and anytime I heard the didgeridoo I would feel 'home'.
As you can imagine there is so much I could share with you about Aboriginal Culture but in this post I have picked just a few of my favourites in celebration of this momentus day. Let's start with these two chicks you are listening to now...
The first time I heard these girls sing was a decade ago. I was in a friend's exhibition opening, sipping champagne and enjoying the wild and wacky work of my fellow students. While the room was filled with loud chattering all of a sudden these harmonic voices broke the chattering. It was that of these girls, Aboriginal singers The Stiff Gins. They had no instrument but their voices, and they stopped my mind's chattering dead, my skin was covered in goosebumps and my heart was pumping loud and became a hidden beat to their song. There latest album called Kingia Australis is breathtaking.
All three stills from Phillip Noyce's Rabbit Proof Fence.
Still courtesy of Ten Canoes.
It goes a little something like this: "It is longtime ago. It is our time, before you other mob came from cross the ocean...longtime before then. The rains been good and ten of the men go on the swamp, to hunt the eggs of gumang, the magpie goose. One of the men, the young fella, has a wrong love, so the old man tell him a story...a story of the ancient ones, them wild and crazy ancestors who come after the spirit time, after the flood that covered the whole land..." Check out the website, it is beautiful.
And last but not least there is the incredible Bangarra Dance Theatre, one of Australia's most innovative dance companies that blend traditional Aboriginal culture with contemporary dance. I have loved every single performance I have seen, each performance is stunning. They are heading overseas for their North American tour later this year...
Image courtesy of the Bangarra Dance Theatre.
And so my heart is inspired today - inspired with hope that today's apology is representative of a new kind of people in this world. A people that finally recognise that the colour of one's skin does not determine one's value in society. A people that have spiritually evolved and know full well that their spirit comes from their ancestry and indigenous neighbours. And today's post is to tell you that I am one of those people.