Well, it has been many many months since I last posted, I am pretty useless at maintaining this blog. For that I apologise.
I guess I should start off by saying, I am now back in Australia, finally… My hubby got his visa in March, and we left the Netherlands at the end of May, with a quick stop at Norway and then the UK. We arrived back in Oz on the 13th of June
We are now finally set up, and have a nice little apartment in Brisbane.. My hubby is now looking for jobs, he has an interview tonight, and I am looking into university courses, and trying to get my act together in regards to getting fit, and sorting out my back pain…. We are enjoying it here so far, I mean 19 degrees in winter – who can complain about that?!? The only annoying thing is the crappy media and dodgy free-to-air TV shows, but I spend most of my time online anyway, so I don’t really care too much about that
Anyway, something today inspired me to write a little post, so I thought I would get back into it again
There has been a push in the last week or so to try and impose a ban on the climbing of Uluru by tourists. Many people think this is silly, and Uluru should be open for all, but in this case I actually disagree.. And in opposition to what may people may think, respect (or lack of) for the religious beliefs of indigenous people does not have anything to do with my opinion on this matter. I will explain why in the post below…
I guess I should first provide a bit of a background about my upbringing before I get into this… I grew up in a very small town, close to a several Aboriginal communites, and have grown up with a taste of Aboriginal culture thanks to the many elder’s that came to our school to provide demonstrations of native Art, Dance, Music and Culture.. I also have an artist uncle, who derives much of his influence from Aboriginal culture and artwork.. He has told me many things about native culture and through him I have met many Aboriginal artists myself…
Through my upbringing I learned to be quite sensitive to the Aboriginal culture and saw first hand the racism, poverty and lack of understanding towards them that continues to this day. Many of the Aboriginals that I met did not actually believe the dreamtime myths etc.. These were more akin to fairytales. The Aboriginals maintained the culture of their ancestors because it held a special place in their heart. The culture held significant historical value to them and kept the memories of their ancestors alive. That said, there were some that did believe in such mythology, but I will not get into this, as superstitions have nothing to do with my view on this matter…
Now for an analogy…
When my mother was young, her sister was killed in a car crash. Mum had a large variety of toys that once belonged to my aunt. The toys were very cool, and for many many years I was forbidden from playing with them.. I could never understand why. To me they were just toys, and toys were there to be played with. Yet mum kept them up on a high shelf and I was not allowed to touch them…. Only now do I understand why..
To my mother, these were not ‘just toys’. These held the memory of my Aunt, and hence were very important to my mother. These toys had a history and when my mother looked at them, she was able to remember the great times she had with her sister. To me they were toys, but to my mother they were much much more…
You see, in a way this is similar to the importance of Uluru to the Aboriginal people. To them, Uluru holds the memories of their ancestors, and the dreamtime stories they were told come to life. This monolith contains memories of a culture that has otherwise been lost, and to the Aboriginal community is of upmost historical importance. To many of us, Uluru is just a really cool, gigantic rock, but to the Aboriginals it symbolises much more than that.. It is a piece of their history and contains memories of their ancestors.. It is because of this, that I can understand why they do not want tourists climbing all over it. It is also why I have no intention of climbing Uluru if I ever visit it.
I couldn’t give two sh*ts about the superstition surrounding it, and think that the significance of this landmark is not just limited to the Aboriginal people’s religious beliefs. It is a reminder of their history and culture, and therefore I think the wishes of the traditional owners should be respected..
Anyhoo, I hope that my rant made some sense, and that it didn’t offend anyone, as this is not my intention…
Have a good one,
1azylizzie xo
Therefore I also believe that no religion can be considered ‘true’
