Uluru – The Healing Rock

During my mission of finding Aboriginal secrets in Australia I had the honor of meeting one of the guardians of the famous Ayers Rock or Uluru, which is the Aboriginal name.

David, who was my half aboriginal guide, took me for a car ride around Alice Springs, looking for an old man who was going with us on our trip to Ayers Rock. We drove to the big parks, looking among the many groups of aborigines just sitting around.

Paid to sit.

I could not understand why all these people were doing nothing. It looked like they were waiting for something, but what?

David told me that the government prefers to give them food and money for alcohol to keep them quite, rather than finding meaningful jobs and tasks for them to do. This was a shocking statement for a European who is used to a well organized social care system.

The journey to the rock.

The old man was found at his home, sleeping on his fold away bed. Quickly he collected a few personal belongings and rolled them into his bed. His equipment was put on the back of the truck and off we went, heading for Uluru.

The old man was very friendly and spoke a broken English. David explained that this aboriginal man was chosen by the elders to be the guardian of Uluru and all his life he was thought the secrets of the rock.

Spiritual disrespect.

Ayers Rock is known worldwide and regarded as one of the most popular tourist attractions in Australia. Busses are lined up at the base of the rock and visiting tourists are walking up and down the whole day long.

We started a slow walk around Uluru, giving the old man an opportunity to explain what the rock means to the Aboriginal people.

I was told that Uluru is the most important spiritual place for the indigenous people and only a few times a year, on certain dates, they are allowed to climb the rock to perform their ceremonies. This is the way it has been done for many thousand years.

With no respect for their spiritual values, the white man turned their most sacred place into a tourist attraction.

The change of color.

After our walk I looked at all the people still marching up and down, not having a clue about what they were doing.

We drove about a mile away from the rock to watch it from the distance during the sunset. The rock turned into the most amazing red color that I ever saw. At the same time as we gazed at this spectacular scene, our Aboriginal guardian chanted the story of Uluru in his native language.

The spiritual cave

I was planning to stay overnight at one of the nearby hotels and I offered my friends to join me. This was not what they were used to and obviously they did not feel very comfortable with the idea.

We all ended up sleeping in a parking lot on the ground.

The next morning was planned for a very special occasion. We were going to see the sunrise from a spiritual cave at Ayers Rock. During the time we walked around the rock, it was not obvious that any cave existed, which made me curious about where we were going.

Only initiated Aboriginal men were allowed to enter the cave that was impossible to spot, if you did not know where it was. For some reason, the guardian of Uluru made an exception to the rule and let me enter the cave together with him.

The old man was chanting about the story of the cave, while we were watching the sun rise. I felt a deep honor and respect for this ancient culture and I could not believe how blessed I was to have this experience.

The healing rock.

The Aborigines talks about the healing of the earth and the human races that will take place. Patiently they are waiting for the day when people will respect them and listen to the knowledge and wisdom they always had.

Uluru is their sacred place for earth healing and receiving of spiritual insights, which it should be respected for.

The final message from the old Aboriginal man was:

The white man is advanced in technology but starved and ignorant in spiritual knowledge and not yet ready to learn.