Grateful for my people. Grateful for my tribe.
Yesterday was a day of deep reconnection — a weaving back together of story, knowledge, and belonging.
A day where our next generation stood shoulder to shoulder with a Bundjalung Elder and knowledge holders, learning not just about Country, but from Country. Listening to the old ways, feeling them in practice, in rhythm, in silence, in laughter.
A beautiful coming together through
@the_returning_ Bundjalung bush food program, alongside
@nidala.barker @intuitivefooddesign and
@consciousground — spaces where food is more than food. It is memory. It is medicine. It is responsibility.
Welcomed in the most beautiful way by the one and only Aunty Danza, we spent the day cooking, yarning, sharing — as First Nations women have always done. On Country. Around food. Around truth.
We made mandarin and native ginger marmalade, the fruit picked only moments before from Country — still carrying the warmth of where it grew. We created a flourless mandarin marmalade and native ginger cake, simple, honest, and full of story. And a macadamia butter chicken with aniseed myrtle rice — nourishing, fragrant, and grounded in the flavours of this place. Yum, but more than yum… it was connection on a plate.
This is matriarchy in motion.
Not something new. Something ancient being remembered.
Women holding knowledge systems. Women holding language, food, and spirit. Women holding the line so the next generation can walk stronger, deeper, more connected than the last.
There is something powerful about watching young women connect with Country — not as separate worlds, but as one continuous story.
This is what it means to come home to culture.
This is what it means to return to Country.
This is what it means to be held by our old ways — and to carry them forward.
Forever grateful. #nativefood #bundjalung #firstnations #ironcladco #consciousground