Mulga Park Road on the way back to Amata
“teacher” street
on the road leading into Amata
on the Mulga Park road back towards Amata
Amata Anangu School
Amata at dusk – the air feels like velvet
our kitchen
a dingo named gerald
I am an Aboriginal woman returning home to country. This is my journey.
a dingo named gerald 
It’s so stunning, Liz. Thanks for sharing and I look forward to more. I think traveling to and through the centre of Australia moved me more deeply than any other destination I’ve been to in my life. Even as an immigrant white person, I felt touched by the spirituality and the depth/history/richness of the land, and my respect and sadness for the aboriginal people here and how they’ve been treated grew greatly. I’m so glad to have another window into that amazing place. 🙂
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Thanks Bonnie!!
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