Before entering the exhibition space, visitors are invited to view a film....which began with the words of Chief Sachem Silver Star of the Connecticut Pequot tribe describing what the circle means in Pequot spirituality. He`said that the circle is the most sacred symbol: it connects each of us to everything else. If you find your place within the circle, you find where you belong (my emphasis). The circle defines your place, purpose and position. With those words, the circle/sun symbol in my glyph designs began to make sense and took on deeper meaning. Sachem Silver Star also said that everyone is given a talent and it is our duty to use it in order to leave the world a better place than it would have been without us.
I left the museum and drove back towards Pembroke. I suddenly knew I needed to do something about our old house and the gentrified field. I could imagine that if it was unrecognisable to me (in its physical manifestation) it might also be unrecognisable to Ed (in its metaphysical one). And somehow I think that as soon as I saw our field replaced by a lawn, I knew that Ed's spirit was stuck there, confused that the place wasn't right and we weren't there. I didn't know if his spirit needed to find its way to me, but it certainly felt likely that it would need to find Max. So I decided to build him a trail of stones...from Pembroke to Fremantle. I selected a large piece of quartz and threw it on to the edge of the field, while saying out loud, "This stone is for you, Ed. Come back to us. Come back to us. Come back to us." As I drove away, I realised that we would also need to place a stone there from home - from Fremantle - to make the trail complete. In a temporary measure, until Max or I or both of us can get back here, I decided to ask George and Janet if they'd be willing to place a stone at the Pembroke house for us.
I went back to George and Janet’s for the night. I asked them to help build our trail of stones. They readily agreed. (George, Janet & I have a long history of doing rituals together and Mickey-Michael-Mike is the result...but that's another story...involving a birth goddess...that some of you may remember) It felt good to be ‘home’.