I am a amateur freelance writer from Sydney. My passion is Aboriginal history, Australia and its unusual places. My aim is to share my knowledge to better your experience. Thank you
Published September 29th 2013
When I was around 10 years of age, my family owned a huge book about Aboriginal history. Today, many years on, I still remember that book and certain Dreamtime stories. I believe this was the beginning of my interest in Aboriginal stories and ways.
Recently I was like a child in a candy shop when I set my eyes on Australian Dreaming 40 000 Years of Aboriginal History by Jennifer Isaacs. Today I'm a proud owner once again of a childhood favourite of mine.
The Dreamtime stories are of the past elder generation not spoken about in person, but through Dreamtime stories and art work their spirits live on. The Aborigines believe that ancestors control the seasons, rivers and animals, and we learn through ceremonies including dance and didgeridoos, clapsticks, message sticks, bullroars and the bush telephone. As I read I noticed that we use similar methods today, e.g. back burning.
This book will take you on a journey from early Aboriginal ancestors to todays generation. Explore the world through singing, dance and Dreamtime stories. Books like these have great impact on teaching Aboriginal ways and are a hard to find book.
If you want something that you can keep forever, a coffee table book, this is the one. Shop around, place an order with your local bookstore, maybe you will be lucky like me and get a great deal. I bought mine second hand for $30.00.
Although very controversial among both Aboriginal and Europeans, I also loved Mystic Message Down Under by Marlo Morgan. It seemed to me to capture the essence of pure spirituality as understood by
Australian Aboriginal folk. Denise Nisbet
I am a child care worker. I am always interested in dreamtime stories and share them with my children. Your book on Australian dreamtime stories looks great. Also ideas where to purchase a second hand copy
The Way of The Whirlwind. It was my first introduction to Indigenous culture as a little girl and inspired me to explore The Kimberly and Western Australian Goldfields. I in fact ended up encouraging my husband to apply for a teaching position in Bidyadanga and as a result my sons have grown up with a deep respect for traditional aboriginal culture. Even when we moved back to the metro area our family will carry our experiences with our traditional owner friends forever.
I just read a great book called Under The Quandong Tree - which is an inspiring and heartfelt book all about Aboriginal songlines and birthing ceremonies. Highly recommended reading for anyone interested in Aboriginal culture.
Black and white by Leslie and her daughter. Leslie withe the help of her daughter have written a powerful book. Powerful in the sense of giving you an insight of her life. The book will have you laughing ,crying and at times leaving you shaking your head. It is an excellent well written book which I realy cherish .
'Story about feeling' by Bill Neidjie
Big Bill was one of the last gatekeepers of knowledge in the Kakadu region. Knowledge is not freely given in Indigenous culture, you have to earn your right for deeper knowledge through a lifetime of learning stories word for word (through the beautiful way of songs), and practicing their meanings.
This, for thousands of generations had kept the knowledge base strong and intact; however since european settlement it has meant that too much knowledge has gone with the untimely passing of the elders.
Bill NEIDJIE (GAGADJU MAN) broke the tradition and shares with the world the simple lessons of feeling. The most amazingly simplistic way, to get in touch with nature, and your instinct by simply 'feeling'.
The Dream Time, James Cowan.
A look at Aboriginal spirituality and what the missionaries missed seeing in this when they came. To an Aboriginal person, the whole of the country is their temple and they have so much faith that they can live a nomadic existence, trusting they will be fed and taken care of. They do not define themselves by their clothes.