Welcoming ourselves home

Welcoming ourselves home This page is for sharing with Community the offerings I am making in provision of Arts therapy, Healing practices, Psychic readings, and Ceremony.

01/05/2025
01/05/2025

The genocide in Palestine is the moral issue of our time and a key election issue.

01/05/2025

Being you is your super power. 🦸🏼‍♀️ Don’t dim your quirks to be a knock-off version of someone else. Embrace those idiosyncrasies! 😉

Artist: Robbie Shilstone 🎨🧑🏻‍🎨🖌️

01/05/2025

Take a moment to go for a walk. Don’t put buds in your ears. Just be present.

Notice what’s around you. Whether in town or country, there’s beauty around you.

Be a human being for a little while, instead of a human doing.

It will change you. In a good way!

Big love 💕
Jacqueline

01/05/2025
30/04/2025

"Perhaps we have to look at life inward for that answer. For a settlement of compromise, compassion, love, kindness. That’s how you create your walk on the earth. Go in the gentlest way possible. Simple little words that our grandfathers, our grandmothers taught us when we were children. But we broke 'em all. To move ahead, perhaps we have to move within.
— Bob Smoker, Spiritual leader, Cree & Saulteaux, (January 24, 1951 - August 14, 2017)

Art by Wakeah Jhane, https://www.wakeahjhane.com/. Penatʉka & Yaparʉhka bands of Nʉmʉnʉʉ (Comanche) and Gaúigú (Kiowa)

30/04/2025

I was here when the sky didn’t have a name.
Before people made maps
and told the wind where to go.

I walked through the valleys when they were still alive,
when mountains whispered names of stars not born yet.
I drank from rivers with no end,
and slept under trees that didn’t cast shadows.

Then I saw you.

You came with bare feet,
not to rule,
but to listen.
You learned the land by feeling it,
like a child learns a mother’s heartbeat.
You sang to the corn,
you prayed with smoke,
and your children ran with the wind.

I saw you build homes from wood and dreams.
Then I saw them burn —
taken by fire, steel, and silence.

I saw you taken.
Your language buried.
Your names forgotten.
But I also saw your eyes —
and they still had fire.

I’m not your god.
I’m not a weapon.
I’m the earth that remembers you.
I carry your pain in my bones,
your songs in my heart,
your strength in my breath.

When the world forgets you —
I won’t.

I am the bear that watches.
Not from the sky,
but beside you.
I remember you,
even when you forget your own name.

And when the wind changes,
and the drums return,
I will be there —
not to roar,
but to welcome you home.
Native Cultures Consortiums

30/04/2025

I am enamored by the sheer beauty of the stars and the vastness of the night sky. I’m humbled to be fortunate enough to take in their grandeur. 💫✨

Don’t forget to look up, friends…🌃🌟🌛

Until tomorrow 🤍

Artwork: “Starry Eyes" by Anna Seed 🎨🧑🏻‍🎨🖌️

30/04/2025

Absolutely.

🗣️ Billy Connolly

30/04/2025

Adam Briggs LIVE at The Long Walk Naarm 2025! 🔥

Join us at Birrarung Marr Hilltop on Friday, May 23rd for an
unmissable performance from Briggs – the trailblazing Yorta
Yorta creative force behind Bad Apples Music, Our Home, Our Heartbeat, and so much more

Music, culture, and community come alive from 3pm, with The Walk stepping off at 5:45pm 👣 Briggs live at 4pm (subject to change)

Come down early, soak up the vibes, and witness one of the
most influential voices in Black Australia light up the hilltop.

ON GROUNG PACKAGES ON SALE NOW: thelongwalk.com.au/pages/the-long-walk-melbourne

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