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Harmony Day, Thursday 21st March 2019, Victoria, Australia


Dear Australia,

kind of everything we are and use comes from somewhere else:
Whether it’s the words we use, the food we eat, the clothes we wear, the cars we drive, …

Our laws if not Indigenous, come from Europe mainly,
Our understandings of healthy living comes from Asia,
Our music, from Africa
Our medicine from South America
Our philosophy and political system from Africa and from Greece
Our moral code from the Middle East
Our numbers come from the Arab world
Our dreaming is Indigenous.

Our economy survives only because we trade with the world, live with the world, love with the world.
Many of us, when we grow up, will marry people from different places and cultures and make a family with an even better culture
It is ONE WORLD
Now more than ever
Any other way is not only impossible but illogical
Without the richness of the world
None of us would exist
So if we already live together
Then shouldn’t we live harmoniously 
Shouldn’t our lives be guided by Love?
Because without Love we will know neither Peace nor Joy

So, in your Heart find the love, and you will find the keys to Joy and Peace
And watch how harmoniously we grow

Respect the person
Open your heart
We are all sacred
We are all One


©Mel From Melbourne 2019.




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