The Wonder of Friendship

What is true friendship? Friendship is when someone you

have never met or spoken to, who knows you are going through

a long stretch of tough time, stretches out a hand across the seas

and sends you her wonderful art work. Ces is a marvellous artist

with an immense output, painter and illustrator extrordinaire

and blessed with a heart the size of a continent.

Not only did my dear sisterfriend send me this delight above,

she also went to all the trouble to study my Sacred Canyon post

and drew this superb interpretation of it especially for me.

Fairweather friends one has aplenty but sisterfriends who

feel you need help and extend themselves to draw and share

their artistry are few and far between.

My heart swells with gratitude as I look at the wonders

she has created.

Thank you so much my dear funny, talented, incredibly intelligent,

caring sisterfriend.

MY WORLD ~ Sacred Canyon

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.

Enjoy or enlarge and enjoy more.

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