People of the rock, the Mimi are a spirit people of Australian Aboriginal Lore. They bought to Man the knowledge of painting as well as cooking and showed man how to harness fire. Fire is a purely physical need. It is the need for warmth and an instrument of physical comfort and survival. I first heard of the Mimi in childhood legends and was fascinated at the tales that could be found only in campfire Lore.
While trying to uncover the secrets of the Mimi People in my research there were things, which I had to understand that were intrinsic to their natures. Firstly they dwelt where many men can’t go and they were a mischievous people. It is said they live in the rocks, or between the rocks, as they are a tall and fragile people who are so fine in appearance that they ‘waver in the wind’.
I’ve been involved in land issues lately and the question of traditional ownership and land rights, which is a biggie in Aus consistently. I personally believe that there is a change in loyalties, or perception and it is gradual and rather odd to note. Like a change in the breeze almost and I haven’t yet decided if it’s a good thing, or a bad thing.
I have had a bit to do with land rights over the years, mainly in the formation of opinion and seeing first hand the consequence of land rights decisions. I do believe emphatically that we should rescind the statement of ‘terra nullius’, which the English Crown declared over Australia even though they had only seen an itty bit of it and had no idea how big a landscape it was. Recognise on Facebook is a good place to start as their movement requires this as part of the action proposed. In fact I support that we rescind our connection to England but that is another posting.
As of 30yrs ago only 36% saw ourselves as descendant from the UK, the vast majority of families descend from the EU and this fallacy that we are English has been going on for 200 years. The English might have ruled us for 120yrs before we organized our own Constitution, but they certainly weren’t who we were as a people. It is time we grew up and cut the apron strings.
This declaration of ‘terra nullius’ was the basis in colonization 200yrs ago. Though colonization of this vast land did not begin with the establishment of the penal settlement at Sydney Cove, but some years later. The proclamation of terra nullius is most definitely incorrect and this needs to be addressed as an article in law in defence of our own people who are Australian. The English should have been less series about being able to claim the vast tracts that they did by putting a stick in the sand at some remote location and then doing bugger all about it until they needed a dumping ground for convicts when the US kicked them out a decade or so later.
As an Aussie I get frustrated when I hear the comment that Australia has no culture or history. Or at the most a history that is only 200+ years old. I love history and it is a love that was engendered after I left formal education because the education system in our country focuses only on the history of the Northern Hemisphere with a smattering of English colonial thrown in… Kings, Queens and Dynasties. Something which I find I can’t relate to at all as I don’t identify with a social strata or class. I am simply Australian along with 22 million other Aussies of many creeds, colours and beliefs. Me and mine have been Aussies for hundreds of years and many generations.
I have had the opportunity to travel broadly, both within Aus and overseas and one of the most frustrating things I found in the history of places I visited in the Northern Hemisphere was that their history was so recent, barely 1,500 yrs old. Beyond that there often was zitto, now that is truly what could be termed recent. I have come to realize that when history is spoken of, people tend only to refer to the last few thousand years, totally ignoring everything beyond that, which is amazing really when you consider it. There in my dilemma lay… I don’t relate at all to what people generally consider as history.
Looking out over Central Australia
I find history in rocks, in ancient shoals, even in trees, which bear the weight of hundreds if not thousands of years. I look at a windswept rock formation and see a remarkable history that has looked-out over the land unchanged for tens of thousands of years and I take pride that our first Australians looked after the land so well, they understood it, and loved it well. I enjoy the isolation and remote places that have born witness to millennia of man treading across his country. I examine ancient rock art closely, which is the remnant of families settled around a campfire and the entertainment they took, or the ceremonies and stories they told as they comforted and amused each other and paced through their daily lives.