Me gustaría decirte que comencé esta carta cuando ya estaba segura, pero no es cierto. En realidad tengo miedo de que la desilusión sea tanta que me parta en tristeza las tardes y tenga que quemar las hojas. Me gustaría
I’ve been thinking about writing every single day since the past… how many years, Judith? When was it that we were first here, in Indo? That I felt “jatuh cinta dengan negara ini”?; that I realized deep inside my heart
I pay my respects to the Traditional Owners of the land and waterways, as well as their elders, past, present, and future. I acknowledge that the land in which I now live, grow, dance, and mother, always was, and always will be, Aboriginal land.
I extend this respect to all Indigenous peoples of this continent and world, recognising their cultures as the oldest continuous living cultures in human history. I recognise the deep and enduring spiritual connections and relationship Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people have with community, as well as the lands, oceans, waterways, air, and sky. I recognise that violence and suffering are an inextricable part of this world’s colonial past and – whether its colonial violence or not – that past still impacts to this day.