This week has been about the power of dignity and reconciliation. At the Reconciliation Day Assembly, the men of the First Nations members of our community reminded us that history can have a sad and bitter edge, but despite that, there can be joy in remembering who we are and where we come from. The best thing about the day for me, personally, was how much of it was run by students, for students. Teaching us about history that is both personal and communal, involving people we know and love, and people we’ve never met, and that both have something to say to us here and now, where we live and how we choose to live. Watching the power and the grace of our men dancing for us reveals how strong we can be when we’re in touch with who we are; how free we can be when we know where we’ve come from. I am intensely grateful for the gift of knowledge and wisdom that they offer us.
THIS WEEK’S REFLECTION:
Last year I was visiting the families of some of our boarders and visited a First Nations cave painting site in Gundabooka National Park. It was amazing to stand in the presence of this ancient artwork. As long as there have been human beings, they have been creating beauty. And searching for meaning.
Where in your past do you find beauty and meaning? Can you be grateful for the people who have gifted it to you?