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Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Location: Piikani Reservation, Alberta

I feel my time here coming to an end. I feel spring fast approaching as the grass under my feet begins to show signs of green. Time truly does fly. It seems like only yesterday I met all these great people who have made this place my home, and yet already it has become so hard to leave.

I’ve been invited countless times to stay here as long as I want, or well into summer. The prospect is tempting, since with summer comes learning how to break horses with Morris, watching Rodeo, riding, Powwows, and the annual Sun Dance. Like everywhere, things come to life in the summer months.

But for me I’m heading south. If there’s one thing I’ve learned while here on the Little Wolf Ranch is take your time, and although that could apply to me staying longer, it also applies to the fact that, in time, I can always come back. This place has become another home to me, and it will be good come back home in a few years. To continue where I left off, since what I came here to learn is not informed over a matter of months, but slowly, over the course of a lifetime.

We’re taught in most of the western world to quickly grab a hold of knowledge and pack it away for later use. I’m learning to let go of these manmade timelines and grow at my own pace, with a long view of the world and all it’s mystery.

Peace,
d

p.s. I have some great pics that I'll be throwing up here soon, stay tuned.


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