This week I stood at the Aboriginal Tent Embassy in Canberra. It remains a collection of canvas and tin, but it has grown in those years since a handful of young Aboriginal activists planted a beach umbrella and wrote the word 'embassy' on a manila folder to shake a fist at the power on the hill.

Balladhu Wiradjuri Gibir. Dyiramadalinya Badhu Wiradjuri. How reassuring those words sound to me. They feel right. They connect me to a deep ancestry, a tradition and a sense of place that anchors me still. I am a Wiradjuri man. I am proud to be Wiradjuri.

When Charles Sturt University (CSU) student and staff member Ms Elise Hull lined up for the start of the New York City Marathon, she didn't expect an injury would tax her resolve and stretch her completion time to more than seven hours.