Trip Start Jul 02, 2007
30Trip End Sep 04, 2007
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Keesha and I wandered down the path to the lake and were joined by a deliriously happy chocolate lab puppy.
These are the moments in life that we live for-joy for joy's sake in nature's embrace.
As a matter of fact, I've felt peaceful ever since I crossed the border into the Yukon. It's like my entire body sighed and took a gigantic deep breath. You can breathe here. There are only 33,000 people in the Yukon. The air is clean and pure. The wilderness still exists. And people co-exist with the other beings of the land, like bears. It's like everyone has enough room to live the life they choose or were born into.
I paused and gazed out across the water.
It was a beautiful ceremony. Powerful and sweet. Yet like any commitment, my resolve was tested and I plunged into two years of a crazy roller coaster ride of life. "Are you sure?" the Universe asks. "Is this what you really want?" When I replied yes again and again, Great Spirit seemed to look me over with a critical eye. "Okay, then. Well, that behavior needs to change and by the way, you need to take a good look at how you have treated others before and befriend that shadow side of yourself that you find uncomfortable to acknowledge." On and on it went. Maybe I withdrew my pledge to be one with Spirit somewhere along the way. The path was too painful. But not being on the path with the Great Mystery was worse that pain; it was a slow seeping of my spirit from my life.
Now I stood on the shores of Lake Teslin.
In the past, I've expected something intense and dramatic from mystical moments and I've had a few of those moments. This evening, there was no major revelation, no extreme emotions, no deep, intense experience, no drama. It just felt right and good and beautiful. I am coming to know that the soft, still, gentle times hold more power than we know. And sweet, deep unexpected lakes lull us into moments that can affect us deeply. Lake Teslin sure did.
In the sky, the sun and the clouds painted riots of orange and yellow and pink in a sunset of such extreme beauty I had tears in my eyes and joy bursting with wings from my heart. I've watched the sun set in Key West, over the Pacific and in so many places. This was beyond them all and lasted for hours. I felt blessed.
After the spectacular show, Keesha, Buddy and I walked up the hill to my little cabin. It had to be close to midnight. Keesha said goodnight to Buddy, I rubbed his ears, pet his squirmy body, kissed his head and whispered thank you to him as his trotted away. Inside, my loyal companion and I curled up-me on the bed with springs I could feel poking my in the back but a bed and not the ground; Keesha in her bed on the floor-and sweetly, peacefully drifted off to sleep.