Hoy mi abuelo cumpliría noventa años. Y lo pienso, y cierro los ojos y lo imagino ahí, sentado en su sillón, sacando gomitas con chile escondidas en alguna bolsa de plástico en el descansabrazos; y no puedo imaginar lo que
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.