|Ravine top #Filey|
The Sycamores along the ravine path are now in full leaf, and yet only a week ago the church could be seen easily across the road from the path . Today I was able to marvel at that sheer size of TREES . I take them for granted , these largest of living plants. These trees were planted by Victorians out to make money out of summer visitors, who had to pay to walk down to the sea along the leafy gorge.
My reverie along my 5 minute walk took me from 40' trees to the total lack of them on the road from Perth to Adelaide in South Australia.
No ! I have not actually been there , but I know all about it from last nights Outback Truckers , my current favourite TV Viewing. The road is called the Nullarbour Plain , of all really clever or totally stupid names. I am totally hooked on the landscapes of Australia as portrayed by my favourite of all novelists Arthur Upfield .
|Nullarbor Plain Australia|
Since reading Bruce Chatwin's semi-novel Songlines , which explores the Dreaming of the Oldest living culture of the world I have been fascinated by the Creation stories and tales of the totems and animal stories which are now recognised as defining the tribal culture and unique Spirituality of Australia's indiginous people.
Ray Simpson then ,back from a tour of Australia and all clued up on Dreaming had an interesting point to make in his sermon for Trinity Sunday (always a difficult one).It seems that ancient Aboriginal people were not at all surprised to discuss the Holy Spirit as with the Emu Dreaming they have known about Him for millennia.
Its good to have mystery and to know a small part of a picture , and even if all the peoples of the world DID pool their knowledge and insight we still would not know all there is to know about our triune God this side of Heaven . IMV