from a Wave
of Place Gathering
is a story from a place and an experience many years ago
but it remained with me as a real turning point in my life.
If my memory serves me right it was in the summer of 1994
and yet it only seems like yesterday. It is a story I tell
my Ecopsychology and Environmental Politics’ students.
These students are commonly afflicted with loss of hope
and will. They are also at risk of not taking care of themselves
and becoming sacrificial of themselves to the cause.
This story begins with my extended family of 30 plus who
have shared a large old rambling holiday house at Inverloch,
in Victoria, for the last 15 years or so. Inverloch is one
of the coastal towns facing the challenge of people’s
increasing search of finding a place by the sea, away from
the hustle and bustle of city life to reconnect to nature.
Sadly many want to escape the city but still want to maintain
their excessive lifestyles and as a consequence, simple
holiday shacks are being replaced with two story luxury
houses, and what attracted them in the first place is being
slowly destroyed in the process.
For us, the house in Inverloch is a wonderful vehicle for
keeping the family together and for connecting to a seaside
place. Our place has few of the city luxuries and we have
to learn to live together, share and compromise. Our place
in Inverloch is very much my second home, an important place.
there is a rocky outcrop called Australia Rock, most likely
it gained its name because of its shape. It used to be called
Eagles Nest but probably the name changed because the Eagles
have since gone. On this particular day I was feeling depressed,
overburdened with the rest of natures troubles, the apparent
hopelessness of our human prospects and my excessive sense
of eco responsibility. I walked down to this rock and sat
on the rocky edge forlornly