Uluru, the belly button of Australia |
A sharp intake of breath and some gasps of amazement was all we could manage when we swung around the bend and over a hill bringing Uluru in full magnificent view. Now there is something one won’t forget in a hurry, that first eyeful of the giant, red monolith underneath a sky as blue as a budgies bum. This is the moment the long drive becomes justified and a somewhat faded memory. We are nowhere – the wind is swishing gently through the desert oaks – vast natural Aussie plains – a reprieve from anything built by human hand – an awestruck feeling wraps around us – something is going on around here – an ancient feel - calm and soothing. Is this home?
Just an awesome site |
Lynne then spoke of her visit to Stonehenge, where she has come up with a different theory as to why it was built and what the purpose of its existence is. What if Stonehenge, with all the windows, burs and dents, are cues to remind the initiated of the stories and laws of the land by using this same powerful memory technique? A place to remember and pass on the important information and lessons learned of the history of an ancient civilization. An art form lost to our society. Could Stonehenge be compared with the memory bank of a computer?
Still the mystery remains at Stonehenge! Photo courtesy of the Huffington Post |
Let's cruise back to the belly button of Australia and the
budgies bum. Imagine walking around Uluru, having important knowledge of your
fellow men available in every rock, crevice, tree or animal you are surrounded
by. A story that could easily be bigger than 400 memorised countries, passed on
to you by thousands of generations. Imagine
it to be all you know and all you need.
Fountain of knowledge |
To speak with Sam Cook ‘what a wonderful world this would be’
I have heard many different versions of the story of Liru and Kuniya but found the following a great example how Indigenous people make use of the landscape in their stories
Mount Conner from afar |
Long ago in the Tjukurpa (Creation times in the Pitjantjatjara
language), the Kuniya or non-venomous carpet snakes journeyed from Paku-Paku, a
waterhole near Mount Conner west of Ayers rock (Uluru), until they came to a
large, flat sandhill in the centre of which was a waterhole. They made their
camp there and for a time life was very good. Each day the Kuniya women were
able to find plenty of food which they carried home to the camp in their curved
wooden carrying dishes.
They prepared their bread from seeds gathered from
grasses on the plain and cooked it in the ashes of their fires. The Kuniya men,
after hunting kangaroos, emus and wallabies, like to lie resting at the edge of
the sand hill as the sun set. This sand hill at the close of the Creation era
turned to rock.
The Kuniya people themselves were changed into various features of what is now called Ayers Rock. The women seated in their camp became large boulders in Tjukiki Gorge while their piti (wooden carrying dish) became a tall slab of rock at the head of the gorge. A rock hole represents their campfire and small grasses and bushes which grow in tufts in the gorge are their hairs. The sleeping Kuniya men turned into boulders which now lie motionless in the sun on the plain beneath.
It is believed a long long time ago Uluru may have been a sand hill that turned to rock |
The Kuniya people themselves were changed into various features of what is now called Ayers Rock. The women seated in their camp became large boulders in Tjukiki Gorge while their piti (wooden carrying dish) became a tall slab of rock at the head of the gorge. A rock hole represents their campfire and small grasses and bushes which grow in tufts in the gorge are their hairs. The sleeping Kuniya men turned into boulders which now lie motionless in the sun on the plain beneath.
Can this be the sleeping Kuniya men? |
Katatjuta (formerly known as the Olga's) home of the Liru |
Enraged and desperate to protect her child, she sprang at the Liru with her child in her arms, spitting out the essence of disease and death, or arukwita. Many of the Liru were killed, but they continued to attack. A young Kuniya warrior challenged Kulikudgeri to a fight to the death and the Liru man, after an arduous battle, fatally wounded the Kuniya man who crawled away over the sand hill.
The site of the battle at the foot of Uluru |
Kuniya Inkridi, the mother of the slain youth, then
rose in a fury and struck Kulikudgeri a great blow on the nose with her digging
stick. He died in agony, his blood streaming over the surface of the land,
leaving stains on the rock that remain today. Kuniya Inkridi mourned for her
lost son. She covered her body in red ochre and sang and wailed into the night.
She spat out arukwita, the essence of death and disease, and any man
approaching that site today will be stricken.
Grey Bits
If you want to download the Conversations podcast of Lynne Kelly or any other free Podcasts this is where you need to go http://www.abc.net.au/radio/programs/conversations/guests/
The tourists climbing the rock of stories |
Lynne Kelly has published several books and is an accomplished author well worth Googling
One of Lynne Kelly's books |
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/03/23/stonehenge-theories-mysterious-monument_n_5015553.html
I found this great version of the story of Liru and Kuniya at the following website
http://rmwebed.com.au/web_resources/ab_culture/dreamt_kuniya.htm
Katatjuta at sunrise |
3 comments:
Hi Marcel and Julie. Love your blog! Even got my notification by email. Hope the weather is still nice where you are. Very very windy here. Deb and Mark xx
Hi Guys. Great blog again. Just loved Uluru there is something very mystical about that place. Just to let you kno i did receive my notification by email! Hope the weather is all good where you are, its very very windy here. Say hi to all up there from us. Deb and Mark xx
Hi Deb. Thanks for your comments. We loved Uluru too. Are you going to be my first guest blogger? Hope to travel the Simpson Desert when you return. Cheers. Mars and Jules
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