When Whale Dreaming and Bush Plum Dreaming Meet
Accompanying the painting below by Emily / Dr Demeter
The whale carries the songs of the deep,
vibrations that move through water, memory, and bone.
The bush plum holds sweetness in its small, unassuming body,
a burst of nourishment, a map of seasons and soil.
Between them flows a songline, invisible, luminous
where grief and love entwine as one current.
Whale Dreaming reminds us that time is not linear;
it moves in waves, spiraling through generations.
Bush Plum Dreaming grounds that motion,
feeding life where it touches earth,
rooting the cosmic into the intimate.
Together, they form a navigation system of the soul:
a compass not of the mind,
but of the heart awakened.
Each initiation along this songline
is not a single moment,
but a pattern emerging through many lives,
many places,
many hands laying down dots of remembrance.
These dots, on canvas, in soil, in story
are the cells of a larger organism,
a living system dreaming itself whole again.
And in this painting, Key that Opened the Loch
the heart itself is unlocked,
a sacred vessel of feeling
guides beyond thought,
toward the deeper intelligence of love.
To follow this line is to surrender to wonder,
to listen to whales through the tides of grief,
to taste bush plums in the renewal of love,
to recognise that both longing and loss
are portals to presence.
When we allow the heart to lead,
we find that the world itself begins to speak
in dots, in songs, in breath,
in the shimmering pulse that joins sky and sea,
root and star,
you and I.
This is the remembering.
The weaving.
The living system within and beyond us
Con Viv.
Poem 2 The unseen becomes seen.
The cells of life speak in dots,
not isolated, but woven,
like the constellations above
and the mycelium below.
In this living tapestry,
each mark tells a story
as First Nations art has always known,
each dot a breath,
each curve a songline
of ancestors and stars,
of country and kin.
Look into the microscope:
life dances in fractals.
Peer through the telescope:
the cosmos pulses in patterns.
And here in the brushstrokes,
the unseen becomes seen.
This is a remembering,
a message passed
from sky to soil,
from pigment to presence.
It is not new,
It is always.
Con Viv
painting by Emily Samuels-Ballantyne / Dr Demeter
Key that Opened the Loch was painted on the lake at Loch Sport, where wind, tide, and feeling meet. Spiral strokes track the push–pull of currents and the work of holding heat without hardening. Turquoise and green carry the breath of the etheric; rose warms the heart field; rusts steady the will. The name plays on loch/lock: a place and a threshold, what holds, what opens. painting by Emily Samuels-Ballantyne / Dr Demeter