“Listening is an attitude of the heart” Sura Hart
Aboriginal writer Miriam-Rose Ungunmerr-Baumann, describes how the Aboriginal culture teaches us to be still and to wait. They do not try to hurry things up. They let life follow its natural course – like the seasons.
She says the Aboriginals watch the moon in each of its phases. They wait for the rain to fill up their rivers and this helps water the earth. When twilight comes, they prepare for the night. At dawn they rise with the sun.
The Aboriginals watch the bush foods and wait for them to ripen. Once ready, they gather them to eat. They wait for the young people to grow, stage by stage, through their initiation ceremonies. When a family member passes on, they wait a long time with their sorrow.
They own their grief and allow it to heal slowly.
We have so much to learn from their understanding of life and the environment. Each time we slow down, each time we listen, we learn to trust that life will provide what we need.
Miriam speaks of the word ‘Dadirri’ which recognises the deep spring that is inside us. She say’s it is a deep calling. We call on it, and it calls to us. This is the gift we are thirsting for.
When I experience the silent awareness of ‘Dadirri’, I can feel whole again. There is no need for words. ‘Dadirri’ is listening.
‘Dadirri’ – Miriam-Rose Ungunmerr-Baumann
To know me
Is to breathe with me
To breathe with me
Is to listen deeply
To listen deeply
Is to connect
To connect is to understand
LIVING IN THIS MOMENT 
Lovely poem. Native people in most areas know patience, or at least they once did. I’m working on it.
They are so patient Emilie. We can learn so much from their understanding of life. Thankyou. 🙂
the wisdom of people still connected to nature.
Yes so true Brad. This is where we can find our truth as well. Thankyou.
A received a card yesterday from the mother of my friend who passed away a few weeks ago and was amazed at a poem that was included. Basically, it urged us to turn our grief to gratitude. I pondered on that for quite a while. It seems like ego vs. spirit, but I think both need to held and listened to, like in Rumi’s ‘Guesthouse.’
Yes I think it is difficult to think like that when we are first grieving Eliza. But you are right, inviting all the feelings in that we expereince with grief is the answer. To understand they are here to help us heal, and over time to find gratitude for these guests. Thankyou for sharing this with us.
Thanks for this beautiful poem and the best advice ‘they own their grief and allow it to heal slowly’
They do Elizabeth. They teach us to nurture, and be patient for our grief to heal. I love the poem too. Thankyou.
This is so profound Karen. If only we could all be as attuned to nature and become natives of the earth we live on. 🙂
“Natives of the earth” So true Val, the more we connect, the more we understand. 🙂
Love the poem, love the word Dadirri and all that it means. Thank you. I will keep that word in my heart.
It is a beautiful word Mary. It is a mantra to open our hearts and listen. Thankyou.
Dadirri is a very good mantra. I only knew of this word from another woman’s blog who I used to follow until her death about a year ago; her blog was Dadirri Dreaming. I had not heard the word again, but it has come to me at a time when I need it most (isn’t it funny how that happens?). My husband was just diagnosed with pancreatic cancer a little over a month ago. I need something to grasp onto, and this will help. This and your About Page, and handling grief, even though it is different in your case. Thank you for writing this blog.
Thankyou so much Angeline, for sharing your story. I am sorry to hear about your husband’s cancer and I agree, the universe speaks to us in our time of need. ‘Dadirri’ is a powerful prayer to say.
If you can sit in nature while you say this word, it can help you find peace amongst the chaos. It will help you listen and know you are not alone. It will help you remember that you will be supported during this time and you will find strength when you look within. Many blessings to you and your family.
Karen
Simply beautiful! ♡
Thankyou Lorrie. I appreciate it 🙂
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Such truth in this…and a great reminder of beingness.
Thankyou Susan. I appreciate your comment.
Great post Karen. I’m breathing…
Thankyou. Im listening.
Beautiful Karen. There is so much to learn from others, instead of fearing people who are different from us we should know, breathe with, listen to, connect with and understand them.
I agree Diana, this is our lesson. To remain open and listen. Thankyou.
Great wisdom here Karen. Loved it!
Thankyou! You are very kind. 🙂
Its seems Aboriginals and Native Americans have a philosophy to keep things slow, and understand what it is life needs for them to understand. I love this poem, the final stanza “To listen deeply, Is to connect, To connect is to understand” is a tribute to this thought.
It is a tribute. My sister has worked with the indigenous for many years, and together we have learned from their deep wisdom and insight. Their trust in Mother Nature to provide their every need, is inspiring. I have a long way to go! 🙂 Thankyou Randall, I appreciate your thoughts.
Really enjoyed reading this post Karen we could all use a little patience and I love these wise words from Miriam.
It is a great reminder Kath. She is a gorgeous lady. 🙂
Really a beautiful and deep poem Karen 😀
Many times here in Spain I have thought about what I should learn from many not so positive experiences. I found out, it was patience and I am still learning and get better. Very wise poem.
Well said Irene, we can learn from all our experiences in life. Thankyou. 🙂
Even in athletics a wise coach will instruct a player, who is struggling with an imbalance in his game, to let the game come to him.
-Alan
And you are a wise man Alan. Thankyou. 🙂
This is really beautiful – thank you!
It is Julie, thankyou so much. 🙂
Such a beautiful poem! ❤
Her words connect us to this deep energy! Thankyou. 🙂
Wonderful, and filled with healing. Thank you.
Thankyou so much for stopping by. 🙂
We have the ability to gain so many experiences by extending our senses to witness cultures outside our comfort zone here in our western culture. Opening oneself to the unknown can be such as enlightening experience.
The poem was lovely.
Opening ourselves to learn and to know more, is exactly how we can become enlightened. Thankyou.