By Maryanna Gabriel
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| Banff |
"Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate." Carl Jung
There it was. My travel bag. Gleaming nonchalantly in the afternoon light. It feels good to be on the move again. One definition of resilience is "returning to original form after being compressed, bent or stretched." Me and my travel bag and one on this. Over the mountains we flew to the land where my daughter dwells with her husband and together we traveled to Lake Minnewanka, home of the Stoney people, meaning "Lake of the Spirits". It felt wonderful to connect. "I promise it won't be long ere we reconnoiter once more," I tenderly whisper as I stow my bag. Here back at home the sun has emerged and I hear the froggies calling. When the froggies call it is a sign of spring. It feels good to hear them.
There it was. My travel bag. Gleaming nonchalantly in the afternoon light. It feels good to be on the move again. One definition of resilience is "returning to original form after being compressed, bent or stretched." Me and my travel bag and one on this. Over the mountains we flew to the land where my daughter dwells with her husband and together we traveled to Lake Minnewanka, home of the Stoney people, meaning "Lake of the Spirits". It felt wonderful to connect. "I promise it won't be long ere we reconnoiter once more," I tenderly whisper as I stow my bag. Here back at home the sun has emerged and I hear the froggies calling. When the froggies call it is a sign of spring. It feels good to hear them.