I had an overwhelming urge to go to Arnhem Land. Within days I had booked flights and a guided tour to Kakadu. I couldn’t get on a tour to Arnhem Land due to the short planning cycle.
It was a trip of firsts. My first tour, luckily there was only three of us. Sleeping in a bush hut. Stories that were created thousands of years ago on rocks. A glimmer of insight into Indigenous culture. Swimming in crystal clear water fed by waterfalls.
The experience that touched me most was doing the Nawurlandja Walk near Nourlangie Rock. A short climb leads to a vast flat area. It’s as if someone has taken a knife to the rock and sheared through it. I stopped and stood feeling the gentle wind. It seemed to carry with it the voices of generations of Indigenous women in a soothing rhythm.
As I surveyed the landscape across to Nourlangie Rock, I caught site of a single tree, growing out of the rock. A symbol that even in the harshest environments, we can thrive.
As we come out of isolation I hope that we can use our experience as an opportunity to thrive. What lessons have you learned that will help you thrive in the future?