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Sunday, April 30, 2006

Deja Vu

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This can' be happening again!

I am starting to think dark thoughts, I am thinking of giving up, I don't think I can stand it any longer.

I'm thinking about abandoning Geelong!

The pain of being a Cat fan is becoming too much to bear!

I can see the wisdom of all those people who disdain football and refuse to barrack for a team or show any interest in the national game. They save themselves bucket loads of heartache and stress.
I've never wanted to be like them but there is a strangely enticing attraction to take up their middle of the road, who cares attitude. It's got to be a lot easier than watching Geelong lose week after week in a season where even good judges expected them to be a real premiership chance.

The passion and the pain are killing me.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Rock Images #7 and more complete details of what it takes to blog under pressure

The Kantju Gorge waterhole where we sat in silent reflection after the Mala Walk and visit to the Cultural Centre. Most of the group found this a significant experience in a special place. The silence added to the peacefulness of the setting.

This is where I wrote the following poem which I originally posted from Uluru.

I love the variety of the rock, how it's so different, so many things in so many places.
I love it's protection and provision and it's power to inspire and unite and excite.
I love it's texture and colour, it's size and strength.
I love how it nourishes the life around it,
how it is a place of celebration and ceremony,
a place of mystery
and a sign of God's awesome creative power and imagination.

There is more to this story. (Here's what you've been waiting for Linda!)

An unusual combination of factors made posting this particular piece particularly uncomfortable. I had just had my daily intake of Diet Coke. I was suffering with a cold which for some reason means I have to pee more often. I was due to be somewhere else. I was using an internet kiosk with a timer and was fast running out of time, with no more coins to feed into the machine; as it was it was about $1 for each 5 minutes of web time. I was trying to complete the post and add my reflection poem to it as the pressure on my bladder was increasing with vice like tenacity, all the while the timer was ticking inexorably down, warning me I had a minute left, then 30 seconds etc. I was by this time writhing in my seat, desperately trying to get the last few words typed (with my stylish 2 finger typing) fearing I was about to flood the floor of the internet room! With no time to correct mistakes I punched the last letter, hit publish and rushed out of the room seeking somewhere to gain relief. The nearest toilet was 200m away, too far! What to do!
Nothing else for it, I ran (Waddled tight-legged would be a more accurate description) around the back of the building, looked for the nearest tree and hoped no-one was around! I have to confess that I was not completely successful in separating equipment from clothing before the necessary function commenced and it wasn't just relief that flooded over me in those first couple of seconds, but I was oblivious to caring by that point, the pressure was finally released! Sounds of someone working in a nearby shed were a minor distraction. Relieved but slightly damp around the groin, I returned to the computer to collect my belongings and rejoice to find that my post had successfully published with 2 seconds to spare! Hallelujah!

The lengths to which I'm prepared to go to blog should be an inspiration (or a lesson!) to us all!
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Rock Images #6

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Rock Images #5

There are many rock pools and places where waterfalls form after it rains on the rock. Some are permanent water sources that have provided relief for people, black and white, in even the driest periods. There is quite a lot of vegetation around the base of Uluru, fed by the intermittent rain and permanent water holes. Posted by Picasa

A Cave on the Mala Walk

There are many small caves and interesting rock formations all the way around Uluru, some containing rock art dating back hundreds of years, others used for ceremonial purposes. Some parts of the rock are not allowed to be photographed up close because they are sacred sites to the Anangnu people, the traditional owners of the rock. Posted by Picasa

Rock Images #3

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Rock Images #2

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Rock Images #1

I took over 100 pictures on my walk around the base of Uluru, I can't post them all separately so I'm putting up a couple of collages and some of the best individual images. Posted by Picasa

First night welcome

Fusion legend Dave Hammond was MC, Mal and Heather Galbraith played music and sang songs, 300 people singing "Give me a home among the gum trees" complete with actions is an impressive sight, the WA kids who were a little overwhelmed by the noise and size of the crowd and the hyped up game of cheerleaders, and Kathy, a girl from Perth who came to Rypen several years ago and is now studying with Fusion and was with the Tasmanian pilgrimage.  Posted by Picasa

Friday, April 28, 2006

The Heir left his mark on the 2005 mural

It took me a while to find but I was pretty stoked when I finally tracked down The Heir's handprint on last year's pilgrimage mural. These formed the backdrop in the marquee for the wecoming programmes on Thursday and Friday nights which featured music, stories, games and reflections and helped prepare the pilgrims for what to expect at The Rock and over the weekend. This was the 6th pilgrimage Fusion has organised to Uluru, with nearly 2400 pilgrims having made the journey to the heart. Posted by Picasa

Vareena and Tash add their hand prints

On Saturday night we were invited to come back to the mural and add a comment about our experience of the pilgrimage to Uluru. Posted by Picasa

Leaving my Mark

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The River of Hands

Upon arrival at Yalara, the resort/town near Uluru where we were staying, we were welcomed by the Fusion Base Camp Team and invited to add our hand prints to the River of Hands Mural at the amphitheatre. Posted by Picasa

First View of The Rock!

At last, we made it. After setting out from Perth at 7.oo Monday morning, we arrived at Uluru at about 4.00 Thursday afternoon. For me, it had been a lifetime getting there. I had always wanted to see Uluru/Ayers Rock but it tokk until my 44th year to achieve the goal.
I had flown over it once as a kid on a flight from Perth to Brisbane but that doesn't count, this time I could see it and touch it and breathe it and feel it and I was keen to make the most of the experience.
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Kata Tjuta from the South

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Desert Textures #14

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The Girls at Kata Tjuta

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Kata Tjuta from the western side

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Similar yet Different

The Olgas are made of the same red rock but are different in shape and feel to Uluru with their polyp like domes, crested with native vegetation, featuring steep walled gorges and valley walks. Posted by Picasa

First glimpse of Kata Tjuta - The Olgas

Finally, after 4 days on the road and 1500km of dirt and gravel, our destination was in sight.
The Olgas, Kata Tjuta, are just 50km from Uluru and are an equally majestic and significant place for Aboriginal people, containing sacred sites and ceremonial grounds.
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Desert Textures #13

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Desert Textures #12

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Vareena & Tash

The Busso girls had a great time except that they both got sick. Vareena spent the last few days unable to do much or join in with the activities.  Posted by Picasa

On the road again

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Getting Closer

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Desert Textures #11

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