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For me, Invasion Day is an opportunity for reflection. Is Australia as a nation all it needs to be?

This Invasion Day I’m as removed from Australia as I can get with out leaving the nation.

I’m on my land. Wiradjuri land. Ngurrambang, in our language. Right here I can stand within the place of my ancestors. With my Miyagan, my household.

I can greet my father by saying marang ngarin, good morning.

Right here we now have saved ourselves alive. We’ve fought wars. We’ve been locked up and segregated. We’ve been excluded.

However we’re right here. Every morning I get up early and stroll to the river, previous the timber and the watchful eyes of the kangaroos, and sit by the banks simply to really feel this nation round me.

I do know I’m residence.

It’s at all times necessary. Particularly this 12 months.

The Voice referendum already looks like not only a vote on whether or not we’re heard within the Australian structure however a vote on us as a folks.

House to play or pause, M to mute, left and proper arrows to hunt, up and down arrows for quantity.

Debate continues to ramp up over particulars of Indigenous Voice to Parliament

It’s exhausting to endure this debate.

It feels alienating.

Some folks write about us as if we aren’t right here. They converse over us or about us.

Inform us what is sweet for us.

Politics is unavoidable. However politics has a means of diminishing us.

The Voice certainly calls us to the next account.

The inspiration of who we’re

For me this can be a religious query. A query of the soul of this nation.

As an Aboriginal individual and an individual of God, I do know politics alone cannot save us.

These usually are not esoteric questions. They go to the very basis of this nation.

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