Close your eyes, come with me. Let me take you on a magical journey to a fabled land, a land haunted by the spirits of dozens of ancestral creator beings named Kalaya (Emu), Liru (poisonous snake), Lungkata (blue tongue lizard), Luunpa (kingfisher) and Tjintir-tjintirpa (willie wagtail)…

A land of springs, waterholes, rock caves and ancient paintings. A land over which reigns a red ochre giant of great spiritual power…

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to sound like a new age guru on drugs. But there is definitely something sacred emanating from Uluru (Ayers Rock), Australia’s most recognisable natural icons, the world-famous sandstone rock formation located in the southern part of the Northern Territory, central Australia (for those who don’t know!).

Something sacred but not of the kind of thing you’d find in a church, a temple, or a mosque. No, something sacred in its natural state, not processed or refined by human hand. Rawer, stronger, deeper. Something that appeals to the origins of things, that lets you awe struck by the magnitude, solitude and the wondrousness. Something that makes you feel like a pilgrim rather than a mere tourist…and that leaves you with the consciousness that the whole of the Earth is sacred.

OK, maybe I do sound like a new age guru on drugs…

But seriously go there and watch the rock at sunrise or sunset, when it changes colours, from golden brown to tangerine, from carmine to scarlet, magenta to lavender purple, and – yes, it will make you high!