There is a very real stream that flows from the beginning of life to now
In a warm little pond some cell split in two and each of the children took their grand inheritance that was a small sack of fluid to keep alive the molecular stories that their ancestors learned
Long after, something heaved itself from the maternal waters and onto the mud
Mothers wrapped their babies to keep them wet, to allow them to collect themselves, to allow the fables that their ancestors passed down to instruct the matter within into a new form
I came from the waters of my own mother and our long story sings through my veins
I look around and see all the different ways that story’s being told
Life makes the rocks and the air and the water breathe and scream and sing
We don’t just wake up the Earth, we are the Earth waking up
How many other worlds have woken up? And how many ways are there to be awake?
We acknowledge the Ngunnawal and Ngambri people, who are the Traditional Custodians of the land on which Woroni, Woroni Radio and Woroni TV are created, edited, published, printed and distributed. We pay our respects to Elders past and present and emerging. We acknowledge that the name Woroni was taken from the Wadi Wadi Nation without permission, and we are striving to do better for future reconciliation.