Browsing: Stories We Grew Up With
Stories of Nyi Loro Kidul go back to the beginning of Indonesia. There are many different versions of this story: here is the version my grandma told me.
One day, Kartik and Ganesh were fighting about who loves their mother more. Goddess Durga, annoyed by their quarrelling all the time, proposed a competition between them.
Author’s note: Due to colonisation and the affect that the white Australia policy had on my people, I did not grow up with these stories given in physical form, my “Story” has been revealed to me slowly through Dreams and visions, which, in my culture, is a form of how songs and stories are passed down via the other realm.
Death is ageless and wise
her anklets and toe rings unstained
from the slain bodies she stands on
As the sun sets, a whisper of a question flits through my mind and fills me with caution: what if the stories are true?
In Samoa, they cover mirrors at night time.
I asked a friend to tell me about her iwi, Ngāi Tūhoe.
“I’d forgotten this story,” Mum says.