Walkabout with an aborigine chieftain
Last week, I left my volunteer work to find Lewis Walker, the Bunjulung Spiritual Guardian in town. The next day had aborigines pouring into my village when they heard that Lewis was present, from the top of their country, to the furthest reaches. Lewis stayed at my place as my invited guest, and the next day, we took off for his place in Grafton. Being a bounty of knowledge, one only asks so much before becoming overwhelmed with the abundance of information that Lewis possesses. Before he was born, there were sacred ceremonies held on him as a growing baby in his mothers womb, and once born, he was painted with a special sacred plant of the aborigines which was not allowed to be washed off f0r a period of three months. Following this, he was laid and placed with ants. They never entered his mouth, eyes, or ears, and one can only conjecture, left to one's imagination!
So Lewis grew up in the bush, learning many aborigine languages, with him finally being exposed to english in his early teen years. I thought that this was pretty good for a guy who is just 37-39 age group, to be grown up in the bush. He took me back to his grandma's land where he grew up, and I soon realized that Lewis had grown up between dimensions around things we know nothing about. Like CS Lewis books, the Narnia series where someone walked through a wardrobe to another dimension, spending years there, yet none on this dimension, Lewis also has done that in his "second world" that only certain aborigines seem priviledged to know about. Lewis told me that he went into the bush for 2 hours, yet on another dimension, he was gone for 9 years. That is like going into the bush, and coming back knowing everything in a 2 hour period. I doubt that this can be beaten anywhere on the planet, let alone find something similar!
So when we went last week into the bush, we went to do turtle hunting. Having been a lifetime vegetarian, I approached the whole thing with trepidation, as I was not a willing subject. First, the river had big stones as its foundation, and I struggled just to move, let alone try to work out which was a boulder, and which one was a turtle. Lewis told me to lay into the river, and move forward like a crocodile, which I was able to do in a much less stressed way. Finally, when Lewis had caught half a dozen turtles, we went to the bank of the river, and lit a fire. On the way, Lewis had me hold a turtle, still alive; to connect with its spirit before it lost its life. I gave permission for the critter to piggyback my own consciousness, and treated it with love and compassion, knowing its end was nigh.
After preparing the turtle, and washing of intestines, Lewis cooked it all on the fire, and gave me most of the animal to eat. I found the meat to be not that unpalatable for a vegetarian, though will not be seeking to eat turtle again, anytime soon. Immediately following this, I felt an energy shift that enabled me to experience the turtle totem and dreamtime. I felt stronger, and my neck felt like a turtle's neck. Having never had this meat (or a meal of any meat before) I was sensitive enough to know the difference it caused in my system, and the feelings resulting from the experience. As it was a sacred experience, I did not have a problem eating this sacrificed morsel and thank the turtle for the experience it has given me.
What next? Maybe goanna, or kangaroo, but I do not know, and that is completely up to the Bunjulung Custodian who gave me permission and guidance to do by his side, what few get to experience in their lives, here in Australia. Of course, I look forward to learning more about plants than animals, but understand their need to hunt for meat living in the bush. For the mere fact that Lewis had done that for one third of his life, is a demonstration that this is still happening in spite of western civilization, here in Australia. Lewis pointed out to me, where I could find tribes living in the mountains. That, I keep close to my heart, and do not think it knowledge to be shared, for fear of their lives being interfered with. Of course I look forward to going deeper into the bush, and maybe another dimension into the Dreamtime itself. Time will tell, and the close walk that I get to share with Lewis.
Bunjulung Jugan was the first land in the world, and the first aborigines were Bunjulung. Going further, all aborigine law was an outgrowth of the Bunjulng way, and its way is the way of Love, for thousands of years since creation. They can tell me the very nature of creation and its infrustructure in a very advanced way, for time is not as we think it to be. They have had the very best scientists in the world, along with top sorcerers and clever men, still alive and well to this very day. All that I can say, is that the land itself exudes love and a grand feeling for sharing in its bounty. I look forward to more excursions soon..................
~Spiritwind~
So Lewis grew up in the bush, learning many aborigine languages, with him finally being exposed to english in his early teen years. I thought that this was pretty good for a guy who is just 37-39 age group, to be grown up in the bush. He took me back to his grandma's land where he grew up, and I soon realized that Lewis had grown up between dimensions around things we know nothing about. Like CS Lewis books, the Narnia series where someone walked through a wardrobe to another dimension, spending years there, yet none on this dimension, Lewis also has done that in his "second world" that only certain aborigines seem priviledged to know about. Lewis told me that he went into the bush for 2 hours, yet on another dimension, he was gone for 9 years. That is like going into the bush, and coming back knowing everything in a 2 hour period. I doubt that this can be beaten anywhere on the planet, let alone find something similar!
So when we went last week into the bush, we went to do turtle hunting. Having been a lifetime vegetarian, I approached the whole thing with trepidation, as I was not a willing subject. First, the river had big stones as its foundation, and I struggled just to move, let alone try to work out which was a boulder, and which one was a turtle. Lewis told me to lay into the river, and move forward like a crocodile, which I was able to do in a much less stressed way. Finally, when Lewis had caught half a dozen turtles, we went to the bank of the river, and lit a fire. On the way, Lewis had me hold a turtle, still alive; to connect with its spirit before it lost its life. I gave permission for the critter to piggyback my own consciousness, and treated it with love and compassion, knowing its end was nigh.
After preparing the turtle, and washing of intestines, Lewis cooked it all on the fire, and gave me most of the animal to eat. I found the meat to be not that unpalatable for a vegetarian, though will not be seeking to eat turtle again, anytime soon. Immediately following this, I felt an energy shift that enabled me to experience the turtle totem and dreamtime. I felt stronger, and my neck felt like a turtle's neck. Having never had this meat (or a meal of any meat before) I was sensitive enough to know the difference it caused in my system, and the feelings resulting from the experience. As it was a sacred experience, I did not have a problem eating this sacrificed morsel and thank the turtle for the experience it has given me.
What next? Maybe goanna, or kangaroo, but I do not know, and that is completely up to the Bunjulung Custodian who gave me permission and guidance to do by his side, what few get to experience in their lives, here in Australia. Of course, I look forward to learning more about plants than animals, but understand their need to hunt for meat living in the bush. For the mere fact that Lewis had done that for one third of his life, is a demonstration that this is still happening in spite of western civilization, here in Australia. Lewis pointed out to me, where I could find tribes living in the mountains. That, I keep close to my heart, and do not think it knowledge to be shared, for fear of their lives being interfered with. Of course I look forward to going deeper into the bush, and maybe another dimension into the Dreamtime itself. Time will tell, and the close walk that I get to share with Lewis.
Bunjulung Jugan was the first land in the world, and the first aborigines were Bunjulung. Going further, all aborigine law was an outgrowth of the Bunjulng way, and its way is the way of Love, for thousands of years since creation. They can tell me the very nature of creation and its infrustructure in a very advanced way, for time is not as we think it to be. They have had the very best scientists in the world, along with top sorcerers and clever men, still alive and well to this very day. All that I can say, is that the land itself exudes love and a grand feeling for sharing in its bounty. I look forward to more excursions soon..................
~Spiritwind~
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