Enter the Sacred Canyon at your own risk! Even the youngsters
among the trees stretch out their feet to trip you up.
Thoughtfully, in single file we brave the narrow creek bed.
Each lost in our own 'Dreaming'.
The Aboriginal marking of a permanent waterhole carved in
time immemorial, was it a hundred, a thousand or ten thousand
years ago that a flint tipped tool carved these sacred symbols
for ever present water?
Every crevice was filled with flowers, this one, the European
hop bush a recent newcomer in this ancient landscape.
Newer signs of things to come without this encouragement
one could easily give up as the creek is bone dry until you
actually reach the liquid wonder that flows for less than 100
metres before disappearing under ground.
If you enlarge this picture, you will notice more carvings on
the rocks at far left. They depict the fact that this is permanent
water, and the animals who come to drink here. The footprint
of an emu the squiggle of snake and drag of lizard as well as a
simple representation of a human.
Apart from a tiny trickle of water, total stillness engulfs all
comers as one by one each sinks into the Dreamtime . . .
A place so gentle yet powerful that uplifts and regenerates
the soul and one is loth to leave again.
The keeper of country who watched over me and helped me
negotiate tricky rock climbs to reach the inner sanctum.
The canyon is neither deep nor wide but powerful in a spiritual
way that stays with one through space and time.
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