Never Again

 August 6 will be the 80th anniversary of the nuclear bombing of Hiroshima followed three days later by the bombing of Nagasaki. Recently I’ve volunteered at the ‘Never Again’ exhibition at the Janet Holmes a Court gallery honoring these events. The graphic images and stories from survivors including stories from subsequent nuclear testing were important reminders of the destructive force of nuclear weapons. 

The exhibit also described efforts to ban the use of nuclear weapons. According to ICAN - International Campaign to Abolish Nuclear Weapons, there are nine countries are known or believed to possess nuclear weapons: the United States, Russia, China, France, the United Kingdom, Pakistan, India, Israel, and North Korea. The estimated 12,331 nuclear warheads are also much more powerful than the 1945 bombs. The Australia has not signed up to the Treaty on the Prohibition of Nuclear Weapons. In direct contrast to the destructive power of the bomb,  the making of an origami paper crane was a personal way to connect with the story of survival – as started by Sadako a Japanese school girl who died of leukemia following the Hiroshima bombing.

Upon reflection of the never again should we have … I’ve also been disturbed at the atrocities being committed in Gaza and have tried not to be desensitized to the daily accounts of fatalities and destruction knowing the trauma being endured by so many. How can it be that we are still dealing with the extreme violence when it should be in the never again basket? This led me down exploring genocide and other historical massacres: Darfur 2003-04; Srebrenica 1995; Rwanda 1994; Cambodia 1975-79; Auschwitz 1940-45; Nanking 1937; and all the way back to Pinjarra 1834.

I’ve just finished reading ‘James’by Percival Everett that retells the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn story from the perspective of Jim the slave. My childhood memories of reading Mark Twain’s narrative went to a new context that laid bare the realities of slavery. I’d also think that slavery should be in the same never again basket but that is not the reality for many who can’t leave their ‘employment’.

Although the context of each event varies considerably, at the root of these events is what Richard Rohr describes as ‘othering’ the process of separation and exclusion to allow us to demonize the other leading to the justification of violence. 

It is the complete opposite to my kindness journey that is all about connection with the other. The kindness path demands justice and a loud shout of Never Again.

So much to stop and honour the pain of these events. How not to stay in despair?

Yet I feel the gratitude for the efforts of so many to say never again should people have to endure extreme violence.

Seeing with new eyes: reading stories from all points of view and ensuring the lens of kindness can overcome despair.

Going forth: Lets act to ban nuclear weapons! Support ICAN https://www.icanw.org/ and support efforts to give the people of Gaza the peace they deserve. 

Never Again

When I heard the story of the Pinjarra massacre in 1834 I whispered Never Again

When I read of the stories of slavery I whispered Never Again

When I visited Dachau and Mauthausen I whispered Never Again

When I cycled through the killing fields of Cambodia I whispered Never Again

When I read of the atrocities in Armenia, Nanking, Rwanda, Srebrenica and Darfur I whispered Never Again

When I saw the images of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings I whispered Never Again

When the daily updates from Gaza reach me I have to ask why aren’t we all shouting what happened to Never Again?

Never Again pavement art 

Paper crane-inspired art to call for peace in the world.

The kindness journey

 

On my 2025 kindness journey I've been grappling with how kindness deals with the more difficult situations. This story poem attempts to explain thoughts how kindness can show up.

The Kindness Journey 

One day Kindness set out on a walk fuelled only with Compassion and a desire to be kind.

It didn’t take long until shouting and yelling were heard. Kindness followed the sounds and found Anger. Kindness tried to interpret the sounds but was unsure so enquired What is the matter? Anger turned and with fury let forth a tirade of many abuses and wrongs in the world. Kindness sat and listened and when the quiet returned, Kindness nodded and asked what is it you seek? I demand Justice! Well I am going that way if you would like to join me. And so they walked on.

Two imposing figures were guarding a gate: Arrogance and Power declaring you cannot pass - this is private property. But the path to justice will take much longer Kindness reflected. Many people will want to walk this path perhaps you could allow Mercy through. But they would not be moved. Kindness looked gently upon them and said we will find another path and turned leaving Defiance and Anger behind.

Kindness came upon Despair and Suffering sitting forlornly on the side of the path. There is no hope for me cried Despair. Ah but I see you and there is, declared Kindness who brought forth Courage to give a hand up to Despair.

Suffering was swaying but not saying anything. Kindness called for Healing to sit a while. What are searching for? Peace was the answer.

Well I'm on the road to Justice, and Peace will surely be found in that direction. So join me. Hope and Courage carried them for the first part.

On a wide plain they were met by Cynicism. You won't find justice anywhere around here – you may as well pack up and go home. Well there may not be much around here but we are getting closer Kindness declared.

They entered a forest and stopped for a while to watch the butterflies and listen to the black cockatoos flying above. There was Magic in the beauty, and even Anger settled for a while. Laughter spread jokes and a general happiness pervaded the air. Convenience and Apathy argued that this is the place they all should stay. It is more than enough right here and it was hard to disagree.

Kindness said indeed this is a place of beauty but the forest is being cut down and we need to continue seeking justice to save such places.

Walking a little faster now and feeling positive, Kindness came upon a small stream. With curiosity kindness stepped off the path to follow the flow to its source. In the shadows of a crevice he found huddled figures Shame and Guilt weeping tears into the stream. Go away from us they cried. Why do you weep such volumes? Guilt looked down and said I’ve made a big mistake while Shame looked away and declared they are bad and should stay away from others. Kindness sat and asked for their stories. When finished, Kindness looked upon Guilt and asked what can you say to those who you have wronged? And to Shame smiling eyes reached deep and a hand was offered to come out of the shadows. Kindness then called upon Forgiveness to join them and invited them to walk the next part of the journey.

Seeing a crowd ahead and much yelling, Kindness approached warily. Confronting them was a ring of onlookers cheering on Violence attacking a much weaker person. Clutching on to Courage, Kindness pushed through the crowd and then entered the ring to command ‘Stop’ momentarily halting Violence, What have they done? What is it to you? was the angry response. Kindness moved over to the fallen victim and leant down to check on their injuries all the while with their back to Violence. Feeling the charged attention of the crowd focussed upon them, Kindness remained focussed on the victim waiting for the heavy hand to come. After some time, Kindness stood and turned and without malice declared I think you have made your point. And not waiting for a reply assisted the victim away to some degree of safety again calling upon Healing for some help.

As the sun reached its peak and the temperature rising kindness sought some shade to sit and rest. Impatience came up the path and with some exasperation asked why have you stopped when there is so much to be done? Kindness replied the day is long and we need to rest to replenish our energy for the journey ahead. Impatience dismissed the notion and forged ahead regardless.

Later as the sun fell, a mysterious fog rolled in and the path fell away. Doubt crept up and exclaimed the way has gone. A figure emerged in the mist. Are you Lost? Yes the reply came. Come join us then. As the group gathered Doubt said we mustn’t move we must stay here. But Kindness reassured them I have a compass and it is set towards Justice. Follow me.

The fog later cleared but the sun was getting low. Kindness declared I must turn for home for there Love and Responsibility reside. My journey towards Peace and Justice can continue tomorrow.

And so it was the day.

2025: The personal Year of Kindness

I’ve allocated the theme of kindness to this year 2025.

What it can teach me about what it means to live a good life.

To explore how kindness can show up each day. To be intentional about it: to start the day with what can I do to be kind today? Then review at days end how did kindness show up today? To record in a journal the day to day significant points.

To start conversations about it, invite opinions and listen to stories.

To read and be exposed to teachings on the subject

To express it in my art, in the choice of music to listen to and play on guitar.

To share it on the pavement chalk.

To share the journey with others who care to join me.

To understand how kindness extends from small acts to addressing the broader issues of our times. From the personal to community to national and international? How kindness can extend from people to animals and the natural world and then to the future. The connection to justice and politics.  

 

Why kindness?

Have been thinking about it for some time and see that it is not something treated that seriously. The typical context is small acts of kindness to strangers and being something almost childlike. I’m interested in diving a lot deeper and seeing where it might lead. I’m drawn to it because it is action grounded on compassion and empathy with the concerns of others at the centre. It is also interesting to read of the wise people who say the most important thing in life is to be kind – think Mother Teresa.

 

Reflections thus far:

Intentional kindness can be surprising – it takes me out of my own concerns and towards those of others.

It is good for relationships. People like being around kind people.

Joy and good humour is usually well received.

A small act of kindness is easily done, the bigger acts take more thought and effort.

Kindness is often limited to personal interactions - I want to explore the broader implications for justice and non-human dimensions.

Candle of Kindness

In the darkness of despair, pain and vulnerability

the fear can be overwhelming. 

I’m drawn inwards, my breath audible.

Is this what life will now be like?

I search for a light to illuminate a way forward, an escape.

Maybe it is just a flicker, something, anything.

To give hope that this place is not permanent.

I scan the horizon, turn behind me, waiting. 

And there it is just like that 

the torch of Kindness lands upon me and points in a direction I can step towards. And I take that first step, not a big one but it is enough. 

It is gone just as quickly, but its job is done.

Now the darkness does not weigh so heavy. The veil lifts slightly. 

There is hope and I am grateful.

Another candle of kindness will pass my way 

and I too, when ready will carry my own candle in the night to find you. 

A good Christmas neighbour

Chatting with a friendly dog walker in the park she asked me if I liked Christmas? Yes I love Christmas I said, to which she said but it is so stressful and difficult. Why have we turned this time of hope into a frantic time with heightened expectations and tension? I do reflect upon my Christmas visits to prisons back in the 90s and understand that is a place of sadness, loss and separation at this time. For some the heightened emotions of loss and grief are certainly difficult. Though for most of us it should be a time for resting, reflecting and sharing. A time to be a: a good son/daughter, brother/sister, partner, parent and a good neighbour. 

Christmas is about ... a baby, the simple joy of the miracle of life and hope for what may come for this life.  

Christmas is also about peace, but not the comfortable peace of the privileged or the sappy peace of holiday cards, but peace as wholeness and healing of the seeds of violence.

Christmas is also about justice, and not justice of the powerful with authority over the lowly with righteous license to tear down every group but your own, but justice as compassion enacted in protection for the poor and vulnerable.

Christmas is also about having the heart of kindness – to forgive and reconcile, to reach out and share,  to see the other and be prepared to walk alongside them. 

Christmas is also about being the good witness, bystander and neighbour – and who is my neighbour?

Look to the Samaritan

Who is my neighbour I asked?

Look to the Samaritan I am told. He who had no name and came from another place, who happened to share the same road, who showed compassion to a stranger. 

Look to the Samaritan, the one who knew what it meant to share the same road, the same planet, the same trees, the waterways and the air we breathe. 

Who could speak the language of kindness.

Who would smile and say hello to the fella sleeping rough, 

Who would pick up rubbish in the park when no one is watching, 

Who puts out water for the birds in summer,

Who sees the Judean, the Russian, the Afghani, the young and the old, those on the left and the right, and does it just the same. 

Who knew there is no them just us.

Look to the Samaritan, the signpost of compassion on the road of life.

But I would have to go out of my way, be inconvenienced, might be late, might be out of pocket, might get nothing in return, not even a thank you for my trouble. 

Yes it might just be that way, but I did ask the question who is my neighbor?

So what do I do now that I know?

Gaza – how to change the narrative?

An ongoing unease or simmering internal anger is the destruction of Gaza and our response. The helplessness of not being able to influence proceedings can remain as despair so the question is how do I show up authentically with this? How can the active hope approach help? 

Firstly let my gratitude extend to the supporters of the people of Gaza such as MSF and locally the WA Friends of Palestine and then my friends who are using social media to share content. There are many positive stories that encourage inspiration. 

It is sobering to follow MSF’s reporting of what is happening on the ground in Gaza: 

For those who have managed to survive the relentless onslaught of bomb blasts, shelling and gunfire in Gaza, staying alive has meant moving continually from place to place with whatever basic items they can manage to carry. However, testimonies from MSF staff and patients, collected over the past nine months, clearly show that nowhere is safe in Gaza. MSF 10 July 2024.

At what point do we say enough is enough? How can 40 000 fatalities not be enough? All the words calling for restraint have been ignored. The Labor Government refuses to criticize Israel’s actions at the risk of taking sides. Incredibly the Australian Zionist lodging a complaint with the Human Rights Commission accusing the former SBS broadcaster Mary Kostakidis of breaching racial discrimination laws by posting criticisms of the Israeli government. Dutton calls for a ban on Palestinian refugees and a poll shows that the majority support this. Sigh.

The US response is even more disheartening. Benjamin Netanyahu’s speech in the US Congress received 58 standing ovations .where even Kamala Harris strongly supports Israel. Though her deputy Tim Waltz at least has called them into account.

There is little to cheer about for the near future and any intervention from Iran will force the US to an even more hard line solution. 

So where to head to for wisdom in the search for hope? Looking for inspiration I find the following wisdom: 

Most of us feel completely powerless in the face of the ruthless suffering that is happening in Palestine and Israel. But the yogi desires not to gain power over the outside world, but rather to raise their own inner power and act as a saint first before a warrior. To feel powerlessness gives one an opportunity to grow in consciousness so that we do not create so much pain and suffering in the future. We can ask ourselves, what is my role here in what is unfolding? What power do I have to influence a positive change for the future? https://kundaliniresearchinstitute.org/en/the-gaza-israel-war-unfolding-wisdom-grace-compassion/

Let us not forget: The Palestinians in Gaza are our permanent neighbors, and we are theirs… One of the dreams of Zionism was to be a bridge. Instead, we are creating exclusion between the East and the West instead of creating bridges; we are contributing to the conflict between East and West by our stupid desire to have more. A. B. Yehoshua

I am taking the side of Peace whose name has barely been spoken in this winnerless war.…don’t ask me to wave a flag today unless it is the flag of Peace. Don’t ask me to sing an anthem unless it is a song of Peace. Don’t ask me to take sides unless it is the side of Peace. Rabbi Irwin Keller via Jack Kornfield https://jackkornfield.com/taking-a-stand-a-response-to-the-ongoing-conflicts-in-the-world/

And this that I’m now learning on the guitar from Yusuf (then Cat Stevens)

Now I've been crying lately / Thinkin' about the world as it is / Why must we go on hating? / Why can't we live in bliss? 'Cause out on the edge of darkness / There rides a peace train / Oh, peace train take this country /Come take me home again Peace Train, 

So in the Active Hope context: 

Gratitude: I’m very grateful for the action of those on the ground in Gaza supporting people to survive under oppression. Thinking of MSF who continue to be present despite the odds.

Honouring the Pain: I acknowledge the trauma of those in Gaza and the hurt felt around the globe. Also the Israelis who are living under heightened tension and anxiety.

Seeing with new eyes: To try and be open to different points of view.  

Going Forth: I commit to having conversations with others and thinking creatively to express my concerns. To play and sing Peace Train while sending loving thoughts to Gaza. To write to my local MP.

Photo: One creative approach to gather attention in the neighbourhood. 

How do we become a more loving just and sustainable world?

 

I have been reflecting on how to bring about a new consciousness needed to awaken a more loving, just and sustainable world. This is partly in response to my ongoing concern at the electoral support for Trump and Dutton and their slogans to make people feel more secure and protect their way of life. I have been reading the Quarterly Essay on Peter Dutton which chronicles his journey to his current position as leader of the opposition. We grew up close by and at a similar time so I have some extra curiosity. Growing up at a similar time and location is no recipe for common values it seems.

That support comes from many Christians makes me quite perplexed as my understanding of the Christian message is one of love, hope and inclusion not fear and division. The most often use phrase in the bible is ‘be not afraid’ yet leaders are using fear to adopt policies of exclusion under the mantra tough on crime and keeping borders secure. The fear of losing something runs deep and goes with a philosophy of scarcity thinking rather than abundance.

Back to the Christian side of things Jesus was pretty clear on this subject – the parable of the loaves and fishes was a strong message of abundance – there is enough for all if we share! A total of one-third of food produced is wasted and the fact that we have kids going hungry is a blight on society. Aside from the Sermon on the Mount one of my favourite parables is the lost sheep – the shepherd left their 99 sheep to go and find the one lost sheep because all are important. We are all worthy in contrast to Dutton’s and the Christian right who judge who should be excluded.  

But HOW do we bring about change? In the writings of Richard Rohr the meditative contemplative reflective mind is required to bring forward a new consciousness. Personally a bushwalk is one of my ways to turn off the brain chatter and tune in to the depths of the natural world to see what new ways of thinking might emerge. The Courage and Renewal retreats that I’ve been lucky enough to go have also been opportunities to go that bit extra deeper as well. Bringing a daily discipline is hard and I recall Neville Watson’s view of an hour a day a day a week for contemplation. Easier said than done though.

Wisdom from the elders:

A nation's greatness is measured by how it treats its weakest members. Mahatma Ghandi.

No problem can be solved by the same consciousness that created it. Albert Einstein

And a recent favourite from Brian McLaren below who shares his dream of a harmonious earth (refer his podcast on ‘learning how to see’).

So in the Active Hope context:

Gratitude: I’m very grateful for the wisdom from cultures and elders who understand the importance of inclusion for a more just and loving community. I’m also grateful for the youth who have enthusiasm for making the world more sustainable.

Honouring the Pain: I acknowledge that many are lost and may be feeling unloved and left out of their families and communities.

Seeing with new eyes: To create the space to allow for new ways of thinking – thinking sideways and upwards (see photo below).

Going Forth: I commit to adopting a regular contemplative space and to be striving to be a source of healing and not judgement.

Dreaming of a Harmonious Earth - Brian McLaren 

This is my dream, and perhaps it is your dream, and our dream, together: that in this time of turbulence when worlds are falling apart, all of us with willing hearts can come together … together with one another, poor and rich, whatever our race or gender, wherever we live, whatever our religion or education. I dream that some of us, maybe even enough of us, will come together not only in a circle of shared humanity, but in a sphere as big as the whole Earth, to rediscover ourselves as Earth’s multi-colored multi-cultured children, members of Team Earth.  

I dream that the wisdom of Indigenous people, the wisdom of St. Francis and St. Clare and the Buddha and Jesus, the wisdom of climate scientists and ecologists and spiritual visionaries from all faiths could be welcomed into every heart. Then, we would look across this planet and see not economic resources, but our sacred relations … brother dolphin and sister humpback whale, swimming in our majestic indigo oceans, with sister gull and brother frigate bird soaring above them beneath the blue sky. We would see all land as holy land, and walk reverently in the presence of sister meadow and brother forest, feeling our kinship with brother bald eagle and sister box turtle, sister song sparrow and brother swallowtail butterfly, all our relations.  

In my dream, the reverence we feel when we enter the most beautiful cathedral we would feel equally among mountains in autumn, beside marshes in spring, surrounded by snow-covered prairies in winter, and along meandering streams in summer. In my dream, even in our cities, we would look up in wonder at the sky, and a marriage between science and spirit would allow us to marvel at the sacredness of sunlight, the wonder of wind, the refreshment of rain, the rhythm of seasons. At each meal, we would feel deep connection to the fields and orchards and rivers and farms where our food was grown, and we would feel deep connection to the farmers and farmworkers whose hands tended soil so we could eat this day with gratitude and joy.  

In my dream, our life-giving connection to each other and to the living Earth would be fundamental, central, and sacred … and everything else, from economies to governments to schools to religions … would be renegotiated to flow from that fundamental connection. In my dream, we would know God not as separate from creation, but as the living light and holy energy we encounter in and through creation: embodied, incarnated, in the current and flow of past, present, and future, known most intimately in the energy of love.  

Photo: A new way of seeing - looking up rather than down.

The shifting landscapes of reconciliation

 

Sorry Day 26 May and Reconciliation Week has arrived carrying the theme Now More Than Ever. The theme is clever, timely and so relevant to our times. The term ‘Reconciliation’ has been part of the vernacular since the 1990s and has defined efforts to bring First Nations and the rest of us together. Yet post-referendum many are questioning what reconciliation stands for and maybe it is time for new directions. This presents a challenge to Reconciliation Australia and Reconciliation WA.  So I’ve been watching and listening to voices to understand how the landscape may be shifting

At the Danjoo Koorliny festival in March I attended a circle breakout session led by three young Noongar artists. They spoke of the loss of the referendum as deeply hurtful and are now emerging with a new sense of purpose. One said she is finished with doing art sessions for corporates and community events and will now only work with kids and Noongars. Another said she is not sure what she will do but she knows she will not go back to what she had been doing – applying for grants and being in the wajela way of being. There was a sense of support amongst themselves and excitement of the unknown path ahead. They all agreed they want to do things their own way where ever that may lead. My role? Allow them the space and offer support when the time comes.

Other voices also speak in terms of self-determining ways of being and advised us wajelas to be listening and supporting their approaches and to stop dictating how they should be. Rather than them attending our events and our RAP efforts, they wanted us to turn up to their events – which is what Danjoo Koorliny represents. Today I went to the Fremantle Arts Centre to see Revealed – an exhibition featuring new and emerging artists celebrating ‘the diversity, talent and passion of contemporary Aboriginal Art practice in Western Australia’.

The Allies for Uluru dialog has heard from emerging First Nation voices urging us to remain committed to the Uluru process for Truth Telling Voice and Treaty despite the Voice element being hit on the head in the Federal context.

Personally so many times I’ve thought of good ideas and expected others to agree – ‘what if we had a reconciliation labyrinth on the river and get Noongar leaders to talk about the significance of the place’ or my judgemental assessments of indigenous art and thinking how I can be inspired to recreate my own interpretations.

The fundamentals of the Reconciliation process remain – to establish relationships and make connections, recognise and acknowledge history and cultural wisdom, and to make reparations for healing. Many times I’ve been advised that we have lots of work to do on our side and we should allow Noongar leaders to do what they need to do themselves.

There are voices that have moved to truth-telling as a needed process and I can understand how that acknowledgement still does not extend through our communities. I agree that what is more important than truth telling is truth LISTENING as so much has already been told the problem is on the listening side!

The call for healing remains and is certainly needed Now More Than Ever. The healing is on many levels – individually, communally and for country including our lands, waters and sky. So my byline for this week is ‘Be a part of the healing of country and community’.

So in the Active Hope context:

Gratitude: I’m very grateful to the elders who hold the wisdom people who have been resilient. 

Honouring the Pain: I acknowledge the dents in hopes for the voice, and more broadly the failure to listen and acknowledge the shortcomings of our western approaches.

Seeing with new eyes: There are so many ways to tap into different ways of seeing the world. Trevor Ryan (ECU) described today the need to tune into the vibrations and I admit that I’m a long way from that level of connection.

Going Forth: I commit to listening to voices and country and specifically to learning more noongar words to try and understand Noongar ways of framing our world. As Cass Lynch says how to be ‘living a good life on Noongar country’. 

Photo: my pavement art, 26 May 2024.