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by Thoughts From Jas
Posted on December 24, 2013March 31, 2015

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Just a beautiful pic from 2011 of my old boy, ‘Buddy.’ I got him when I was 12, and he was advertised as a ‘bomb proof pony.’ In other words, placid and easy going. WELL... that turned out to be a bit of a lie! Because within a few days of getting home, he had bucked me off hahah. I had a few falls over the years (one of which left me lying 5cm from a barbed wire fence with a dislocated hip. Oh, and if you’re wondering, I rode home, crawled up the driveway, and then my mum clicked it back into place!) 😶 . . Over the years I got way too smart for any BS from this dude. I learned to anticipate any rear, any jolt, any buck...I knew when he was going to literally jump sideways because there was a plastic bag hanging from a fence (but apparently bread bags were fine?!🙄). We had a lot of fun together ❤️ . . He’s 35 this year, and a little more grey and scrawny...but also a whole lot more snuggly than he used to be.

Across the lake, sunlight sheening against black and white quills, a magpie swoops through the air. From its darkened beak, strong as bone, it holds a worm. I think of Mum again, the way we used to sit in short, clipped grass by the Tweed River on days where we needed to get away from Dad. Just sitting and watching mother birds with their young. Magpies were her favourite; especially the babies. All fluff, with little round grey bodies. The jolly swagger of their baby feet and high pitched squawks. . . Again, I wish I could just ask her. . . I go back to skipping stones. In the momentary rhythm of their heartbeat, I listen, waiting for an answer. Wonder if Mum will come to me, give me some sort of sign. Wonder if one day I’ll find the answer to this whole ‘life’ thing; the perfect guide on how to leap without falling. . . Skip, skip, plunge. . . In the silence I sit. Just a girl, a shore of stones, and a tide of inky water. 🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊 . . Just a little snippet from my #WIP . Anyone else out there love magpie babies? 🐧❤️

On this day 4 years ago, my friend Bonnie and I officially co-founded Brisbane’s first permanent domestic violence memorial Recently I was asked by a local man why we chose to create a memorial as opposed to a candlelight vigil I explained that to us, we wanted to give a permanent space to our local community...a space where grieving family members left behind, could come to remember their loved ones (as opposed to just going to a cemetery) We wanted to create a permanent space, where city goers - every time they sat down next to the waterfall at Emma Miller Place - would see the words on our plaque and be reminded of the widespread scourge of domestic violence We wanted to create a space where every time locals passed by, they would be encouraged to think of what they could do to be an action taker, not a bystander Soberingly, today is not only the anniversary of our memorial... it is also the 10 year anniversary of the murder of Bianca Faith Girven, a Brisbane mother and daughter whose life was taken on this day in 2010 by her ex partner Her mother Sonia Anderson - a well known domestic violence advocate - spoke at the opening of our memorial, and today, we think of both Sonia and her daughter Today, we honour Bianca and the thousands of women, men and children whose lives have been taken through domestic homicide . . 💜 No more silence. No more violence - Jas Rawlinson

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