Dear Jemstar,
This morning I opened my blinds and viewed a spectacle. The sky was a flaming masterpiece. The sunrise splashed across the grey skies of the morning light and this vista reminded me that the weeks, days and months flash past in a burst of energy. And most assuredly far too fast! I declared to myself - "I must make the most of July!" And so we begin our conversation…
In the final two weeks of June I took a journey to a small New South Wales locale, Baker's Swamp. There were various reasons for this trip. One of them was to honour some of my descendants who perished in a horrific flood and the other was to launch my recent publication, The Baker Flood. This journey was thought provoking and very exciting. I must admit I went through a variety of experiences and emotions, some of which will emerge after a reflective period, I am sure. Most importantly the trip and the event were successful.
Jem, the pride I felt on that day was gratifying. I was proud of my great great grandmother, Cecelia who at the age of 15 years overcame the sadness of the moment and emerged herself in the raging flood waters to save her life and thus carry on our family heritage. I can only imagine the thoughts that went through her tormented mind when she had to leave her beloved mother and siblings behind in the torrential tide. She swam to join her father and brother some distance away. While I was standing on the ceremonial spot I felt her spirit join us - the enduring and feisty spirit of an amazing woman who demonstrated an iron will to survive, thrive and live another day and many more after that fateful night. I honestly believe that she is an integral strand in our DNA and drives the navigation of the rocky outcrops of our daily existence.
While the dedication was the completion of a promise to my family and descendants and the book launch the final chapter of a promise to me; I also feel a sense of commitment to strive courageously throughout the rest of my life. As we both know I have overcome many challenges and obstacles in this crazy circus called, "life", but I feel a sense of connectedness to the pioneers who battled daily with the onslaught of death, rebirth and survival. I am positive that the memorial weekend of June 22 2008 will be forever engraved into the ever-evolving gallery of my soul.
Thank you, for sharing another chapter of my personal alchemy. I am convinced that our friendship and conversations have forged a magnificent ruby of love and respect.
Your friend always,
Jar