Today despite it being warm and not particularly humid a thick mist sat heavily on the beaches.
Today being Australia Day – a day to celebrate all things Australian including the wonderful Original Peoples of this Land the many ‘Countries” of Aboriginal Peoples.
This day also marks the start of a very high impact on Aboriginal Peoples Culture, Connection, Way an impact that continues today.
I saw the sea mists as the Ancients coming in gathering around the 1000’s of people who gather in good will from early in the morning to celebrate being Australian and to play some games like
thong (a slip on shoe) throwing. Plus having BBQ – egg and bacon is the usual Aussie Day breakfast BBQ special.
I later heard from others that the ‘mist’ was so heavy in Sydney one could not see the harbour at all.
During the day – near the peak of the hottest time (around 2pm) a thick dense mist rolled over and sat upon the hills of the suburbs near Bilgola and Clareville – coastal places with lots of trees and lots of homes (under the trees). What was interesting, and a little odd, was that a mist would usually have been dried well before 2, usually before 10am, especially given the dry hot weather. It was like the mist was coming out of a large cloud that had appeared low in the sky rather suddenly. A yellowish pinky cloud colored like those around when there is a bushfire on.
Then I noticed the water all around me had little droplets of water splashing on it – just gentle drops. I was leading a kayaking trip on Pittwater – a terrific way to raise funds for special projects – the current one begin the securing of some very special land in Arizona.
Then as fast as it appeared the rain drops were gone. The mist stayed longer on the hills while the sky above was brilliant blue with streak white clouds.
Paddling back to shore at five – a good day – much learnt much shared. People were happy. New neural networks grown with the new things they learnt about Seagrass, seaweeds, cicadas living 14 years under ground before emerging, seasons and cycles the biocalandar project, Angophora trees shedding bark, the soils both muddy shales and coarse sandstone and the different trees and shrubs that grow on each, of the 170 million year old volcanic sill that lies 12 m under water, the sill that resisted the rising sea-level for 1000s of years and was finally breached 6000 years ago resulting in a fresh water swamp becoming the inter-tidal Pittwater waterway we know today. Mother Earth is not static Change and transformation are the natural way.
I saw that mist so think and unusual and know that the unseen can be seen. Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha and others I know see what to me is as yet unseen.
I’m sure others will have a perfect scientific reason for why the mist was as it was – but i know I have a feeling and I celebrate that the Ancients came close as we as a big Island of People come to realise the history of all Peoples here and acknowledge and lift and move on and up together.
So with the mist on Australia Day I intend to go forward with loving kindness and to heed the wisdom shared by Grandmother Pa’Ris’Ha and have this as a basis for moving forward.
” When we have Compassion, our heart is open, and we become stronger than the things we usually judge and avoid that cause us pain, anger, and outrage. We become attuned not to just the nurturing and life-giving forces of Creator, but also the imbalanced oppressive and life threatening ones. As we can open ourselves to others and begin to understand more, which is better than condemning them, we learn how to apply Love and forgiveness to relieve the suffering.
Compassion is not done for others, it is done with others, for yourself, because you can no longer deny the need. Life is Joy and it is the role of us all to reduce suffering on this planet and live fully what we really are, Co-creators.” (Pa’Ris’Ha)
Ela way deye Un Li’ta