Aboriginal's

Events in the last number of hours have brought back memories for me.  Memories must by nature refer to things of the past.  The past I have been remembering was of a time in my hometown of Townsville.
Things were different in Townsville.  Especially back 40 years or so.  It was weird to live in a place and time where the rush hour from the city took all of three minutes.  Here and now main roads seem to always be busy - rush hour or not.  If there is an accident, traffic can be at a standstill, and I can get out of my car and walk around.
The people I knew were different to many I meet here.  It seems the further north I go the more Aboriginals I come across.  Time seemed different to them.  A get together at 11 could mean 1pm.  It was always a case of when they get there.  A time was a guide rather than a definite.
A good friend of mine was a brilliant pianist.  He had a way of playing that could bring tears to a glass eye.  Another friend was incredibly good at sport.  Athletically they were a natural.  Another friend was like that too.  I remember a game of soccer we were playing and them scoring via a header.  Too them it was like par for the course.  To us it was gob smackingly good. 
I played table tennis with a guy at home before I was into table tennis.  I do not remember the results, but what I do remember is how much fun we had.
I know it is not universal and I cannot state it like it is true for all, and observations often say more about the observer than the one being observed, but one thing that really impressed me about those I knew is how unpretentious they were.  They were good at what they did, but it was not a grandstanding thing.
I have noticed there seemed to be a natural spirituality about Aboriginal’s.  Maybe it was because they seemed to live closer to the spirit world.  Their hunger and joy seemed to be something I could only dream of.  I have mentioned it before, but I will never forget what a native from Africa said on “you can’t ask that.”  “Over there I had nothing but was never more spiritually alive while over here I have everything but have never been more spiritually dead.”  I do not get a subliminal message to have nothing, but I does make me question my priorities.
I know I cannot, and do not want to, live in the past, but it is good to remember past good things, and to take lessons learnt from both good and bad and apply them.