Always was, always will be

The story of separation has been disconnecting us from our roots, our truth and - ultimately - from one another. That is the story that lives on the belief that we are nothing but individual shells with no relation to all around us. That belief creates fears, and the swirl that arises from fear is one we have witnessed in so many different violent and horrific forms across history that is hard to accept we are yet to see through it. It is time that we speak up the word of love and togetherness. All lives matter.

Australia is a land that has been ripped out of its identity with no mercy, no love. That suffering, is a suffering we carry as a collective. Some choose to overlook, to pretend it belongs to someone else, but the truth is that there is no one else. We are it. The universal energy, together with nature and one another, continuously transforming, evolving and expanding. That is a wisdom that the righteous owners of the land - those who lived in awareness of the oneness of all - possessed. And that is a wisdom that is arising and ready to be celebrated. One mob, one love.

On the 7th of June 2020, thousands gathered in Cairns, Far North Queensland, untouched by the pandemic because, “racism is the worst pandemic of all”. Inspired by the movement Black Lives Matter, voices spoke loud and strong for the people of the Indigenous Australians. Around one Indigenous Australian has died in custody or at the hands of the police every month since a landmark Royal Commission was conducted on the issue in 1991, making a total of 432 deaths since. We say, no more!

No more believing that fight is the way to peace. Suffering is the Universe - our truest essence - calling out for our attention, inviting us to look deeper, break down walls that we have been building up for too many lifetimes. Suffering is a doorway to healing, and the suffering that is rooted on discrimination, violence and injustice is so loud that it is time we stop looking away.

Australia has the world’s oldest oral stories, engraved in the world’s first maps, spread across the country in the world’s earliest paintings. The First Nations people have occupied and cared for this continent for over 65 thousand years, maintaining an ongoing spiritual and cultural connection to the land and the sea. Let this be the lifetime when we globally, proudly and fiercely acknowledge, celebrate and embrace the beauty of that truth and the wisdom it carries.

Black girl, a poem by Siobhan Singleton, a Yarrabah woman, born in Cairns.

“Black girl

Black girl

Black girl

I think you know

I know you know

You have got that natural remedy in flow

I know you can hear this in your being

Your beautiful essence

Black Queen!

The ancestors read the stars

The Earth connects us all with the storylines

The fire keeps burning

Today is ours

You are figuring out where you belong

With all this chaos going on

Remember, your feet is far from defeat

I see

You see

Black girl

You are a woman now

You rule your world

You have got the mind of the natural world

Your mind is not trapped

You can unraveled that

It’s all inside

Black woman

I know you know

You are beautiful in your skin

You have got that natural remedy and flow

Your beautiful essence

Black Queen

The ancestors read the starts

The Earth that connects with the storylines

The fire keeps burning

Today is ours

You are figuring out where you belong

Remember, your feet is far from defeat

And you will begin again

I see

You see”