This country is hard to grasp. The immensity strikes me.
It is almost scary
so much space and nothing to contain us.
With the vastness of the horizon,
we must expand, grow into it,
take as much space as we can,
integrate this immensity within us,
let it feed us; otherwise we will get swallowed, crushed, fearful and unable to accept the opportunity to be nourished by the elements.
Time too is larger.
The pace is different in the Outback; you look around and everything seems still, like the clock has stopped.
And yet, the sun setting reminds us that today is passing.
Or perhaps it is the energy that is still.
It is not the effervescent sea shore, with the continuous tidal movement.
Here, it’s still.
of the heat, the birds, the gusty wind, the harshness of the land, dry and dusty.
Some people say that there is nothing out here.
Too harsh, too isolated. Hard country it is.
To see and feel the outback, you have to open yourself, leave your known world behind, open your senses to its appealing and fascinating beauty.
I had written this while on our trip across Australia, almost two years ago…
For some reasons, the desert is calling.
This is where I’d like to be right now.