SALT


When I went to this place I saw the salt, I saw what happens to the land when we don’t think about the environment enought.

The people who did this were hungry and cold, they used chains to pull the trees out of the sand, the government told them to do it this way.

When I went to this place I did not know what to expect, I saw woodlands that were overcome by a new type of dominant ecosystem.

Sampire ecosystems and pink lakes, it was very windy, the Fremantle Doctor blows a long way, and when he doesn’t the Albany Doctor is often on duty.

This place was arid, some parts were like a kind of desert, others still held the Western Woodlands with wandoo and salmon gums, islands in the paddocks amongs the sheep and wheat. It was so undulating and so open, sometimes of the year the fields were yellow with the blossom of canola, so green before that, and then suddenly they were brown again.

Some fields untouched were massed in pinks and blues, yellows and whites, everlastingly imprinted into my mind these fields of daisies and in contrast hard prickly plants.

There were many endangered species such as the Carnaby’s Black Cockatoo, and the Chudditch. I was experiencing plants and animals that most people will never see in their lives, one day they might be extinct but for now they were here with me.

The new ecosystem was not that different from one that was there before, once there was an inland ocean, again now there is salt.

There is still beauty within the salt, there is still life and form, there are wattles, cowslip orchids,  magnificent eruptions through sandy loams and beautiful plants called cats paw, hakeas, grevillias, dryandras,gastrolobum, and so many other orchids in everycolour with names like ballerina and fairy.

Salt is a place on Earth which is called a biodiversity hotspot. It is that special.

From the outside looking in and to an untrained eye, all you see is destruction, but within salt there is a culmative forming of species, things you will see only here, and that is why underneath her shattered veil if you take the time to look you can see a stark naked beauty.

I was so lucky to see such beautiful salt.

I was so sent by the ominous presence into a place of catastrope and open desirous fields, to see that nothing is ever really lost, that something will always replace the things we think we know, and allow us realise that we live in such an opportune country, wide, vast, expansive, island of aridity with thin veil streams of coast, surrounded by many oceans, straights and seas.

No thing is ever lost, there is a reason for every thing that happens, there is always causative action taking place, keeping the physical reactions emmitting vibrations to produce changes.

It is up to the individual to experience this how they choose from what they see, feel and live as an experience. The dominant environment can always be changed.

 

SALT

 

I learnt that everything dies, nothing is always dominant.

 

From everything that is change, evolves a new system.

 

What one person sees as loss, another sees as hope and cause.

 

What happened here happens everywhere, in one way or another.

 

Form is all that we have, each one of us, is just a grain of salt.

 

KMO’Brien