Anmatjere Woman And Child Aileron Northern Territory

I flew to Alice Springs– the heart beat of the outback – recently to run a series of workshops in Tennant Creek with my good buddy-warrior-woman Breda who works in the area of domestic violence and had organised a week of White Ribbon events with her co-creative sister, the goddess Janine.

The 500 km trip from Alice to Tennant Creek is along a grey ribbon road that has been sliced between hundreds of miles of deep red desert sands. There are some breath taking sites… whirly-winds that appear from nowhere creating a tall vortex of dancing red dust and a skyscape of clouds that run across the sky telling stories as they morph in and out of shape.

We travelled in Bredas big comfortable truck (with ample airconditioning) through the hot desert, thoroughly immersed in gratitude to be able to spend time with one another after three years absence and to have the opportunity to take the ART of Change to the Tennant Creek Women…and others who wanted to participate in our creativity processes.

Magnificent Eagles occasionally land by the side of the road to feast upon those poor kangaroos and foxes who have died on the highway and the authoritative splendor of Karlu Karlu (Devils Marbles) rising from the desert is a landscape from another world, this world in a different Time…the DreamTime. Karlu Karlu are connected to Kunjarra, (The Pebbles) a Woman’s sacred site 10 kms out of Tennant Creek.

After a few hundred kilometers Breda told me she had something to show me…she wouldn’t say what it was – her smile revealing something very special was about to unfold…She chuckled with delight when I gasped -as she had- over the sight of the Anamatjere Woman and Child that rises from the quiet landscape.

Anmatjere Man is also there at Aileron, standing on top of the hill in all his Warrior splendor…and if you ever have the opportunity, I can guarantee that meeting them will Awaken something within you that you have not experienced ever before…

Words could not portray the experience and the photos capture only a glimpse of the magnificence of the
Aboriginal Spirit that is the true essence of this great country the original Spiritual authority and the custodians of this Sacred Land…

“You’ll never never know if you never never go” was the tourism slogan for the Northern Terrirtory many years ago and I really really know what that means now…