yet not a footstep was there

There’s always a moment whenever I go to any museum that I reach a saturation point. This is the time when I’m simply looking at whatever is displayed but not thinking about it. Some have a longer intake allowance than …

in the name of all the angels or the devils

I acknowledge that I am on the land of the Larrakia People. I acknowledge their custodianship. The Dreaming is still living. From the past, in the present, into the future. Forever. I would also like to pay respect to the …

The sunset struck so brilliantly

(You got to get back to the land.) It’s a new morning in Kakadu and we have one final activity (or as RS calls it a “Field trip class”) in the park before we board our bus for the three-hour …