Before there were countries called 'Canada', 'Australia', 'United Kingdom', 'Africa', etc. there was just dirt, water, plants and animals...
When did the notion for borders and boundaries become so entrenched into our psyche? And more importantly...how can we break some of them down, or bridge the divide between, so that the idea of us and them is crowded out with bringing us all together...for the greatest good for all...
Today is Australia Day where I live, and for the most part it is a huge celebration. This is a also big day for people getting their citizenship, yet another boundary divide, or bridge, in some ways. I got my citizenship in 2008, when I moved here from Canada, where if I choose, I can go back to live one day. For some of today's new citizens, they will have to forfeit their country of origin...because those are the rules of their boundaries and borders
...on this rock covered in dirt, water, plants and animals...
Back to Australia Day...mate...!
Barbeques, beer, fireworks, family and friends. That's what is the done thing here on January 26th, every year...and the hotter the temperature the better!
I love the summer heat here...all kinds of celebrations, too, because they bring communities together. They make people feel included in a collective of like-minded people...
But what happens when past events have created a divide, both physically and emotionally? What happens when there is pain associated with Australia Day.
For some here in Australia this day reminds them that their families were divided and in some cases, destroyed. This is not unique to the indigenous peoples of Australia but as I live here, this is what I will write about on this particular day, January 26, 2013.
Some people call this day Invasion Day but that sets up a whole other problem...that of victim and perpetrator. It creates more divide of 'us' and 'them' when we add more labels or titles like Invasion Day or even Australia Day for that matter! As if Australia didn't exist as a continent until it was officially named...
I think it's vital to acknowledge that Australia is an amazing place to live. I have lived here for 11.5 years and consider it my home. I love Canada but the weather...well...let's just say I'm a sun lover and leave it at that!
But why continue with borders at all? Why perpetuate boundaries between us. The 'us' I am referring to is humanity here. Why, when most of the global population, scientific or otherwise, now acknowledges that humans really are all the same underneath our very slight unique differences.
We all love, cry, rage, and sleep.
We all essentially want the best for ourselves in this short time we exist in human form.
We all want to be loved and accepted for who we are.
I leave you today with a question...who are you really?
Underneath Australian, Canadian, African or any other identification
...who are you really?
Here you will find the musings of me...