Within the Garden of the Stone People there is a very special temple, built by nature and the Stone People.
From this temple you can see Mt Difficult, home to the guardian of Gariwerd who watches over this remote, isolated valley.
All is quiet here today. The old people who sat in counsel have long gone.
I sit wondering why the Stone People have bought me here and wonder what our counsel meeting will reveal.
Heather Blakey – July 25th 2008
In the garden of the Custodian of Gariwerd Stone People sit, with knowing. They have watched as so many have come to this garden, listened to the discussion as mobs gathered. Today, only the white cockatoos fly past in flocks, screaming, talking of places to go, people to see. The old people have all gone and the Guardian, the Stone People and I have the place to ourselves. One day we will all be together again.
Bunjil was known as a good spirit who created things as they are today and gave the tribes their law and culture.
Here at Wartook, sheltered by day and as I sleep, protected by the guardian, the spirit of the escarpment, I am reminded that the people who walked this land, long before European settlers arrived knew that all is connected – land, spirit, people.
“Gariwerd (the Grampians) was a cultural mecca because of the significance it holds. The five main (Aboriginal) mobs around the Grampians would meet up at Gariwerd whenever there was any traditional business. It was a place for celebrations and a place to resolve disputes. It was like Parliament House for the Aborigines, which is why it is the most culturally important place in the region.” (Hazel McDonald)
The people who came here had a very special relationship with the Creator Spirit, with the land and indeed with all of creation. To them, everything was sacred – the animals, plants, hills, mountains, trees, leaves, rocks, stones, river, lakes, oceans, everything. They believed that all have as much right to exist as humans do. If we dishonour their right, we dishonour our own right to be.
As I spend quiet, meditative days here, watching as the escarpment changes colour and mood I know that this is a place where I will be able to make tracks in the land… it is the place where my new story is unfolding.
This place, scattered with granite boulders, remains of old gardens, decorated with bright wattle is a place that speaks to me, a place where I know that I am, like every living organism, the centre of the universe. I know that this is a place where I can safely go deep into sacred wells of knowledge that is deep within us, and come up with a new vision. It is a place that tells me ‘you are mine and I am yours.’ It is a place where I feel called by the land to enter the land, where there is a spiritual wilderness that awaits my tentative steps to go further into the vastness of the cosmos. It is a place where the Creator Spirit, Bunji, tenderly stirs a sense of inner tranquility, without taking away my peace.
If Kangaroo has bounded your way, ’Spirit’ is telling you that Kangaroo has hopped into your life to remind you to share the abundance of your gifts. What is given shall be returned abundantly to you tenfold. So give of yourself and to yourself. Remember to receive, we only need to give!
The Key words for Kangaroo are: Abundance, Family, Never-ending, Fire, Universal Love and Universal Law. The medicine of Kangaroo is Abundance and family. The kangaroo or Great Foot has an abundance of speed making his flight quick. The great feet with highly developed tendons allow energy efficient long distance travel. The Kangaroo mostly brings the medicine of abundance because of its self-supporting attitude. Kangaroo sets down a intuitive path for its young to follow thereby ensuring its growth. Kangaroo has an natural nurturing tendency supporting and fostering and encouraging its young. Kangaroo has a strong sense of family togetherness.
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