It’s all kind of perfect. I am enjoying myself again… just being, having experiences, making relationships, working, sharing my passion, being in and with nature… and I am able to do this, being a single 31 year old.
I am doing exactly what I want and need to do- for my immediate plans, as well as meeting nice and interesting people along the way, that sometimes are making things lots of fun.

Tonight I was paddling along on my board… the lake was empty. A few distant fisherman boats near Indian Point. I began to practice asanas on the board… the afternoon sun, making everything a beautiful golden colour. Everything looked beautiful. Clean. Pristine clean…. there was nobody on the beaches, all the boats were parked. I felt safe. I felt soooo very safe. I had grabbed my neighbors paddle board from the beach and I left my expensive canon the picnic table. There is no one up here lurking in the bushes waiting for an opportunity to steel. There is no one waiting to rob you or scam you…  actually over the past week I had an opportunity to meet almost everyone that lives in our part of the lake as they are open-mindedly came to try out my massage… and through word of mouth, they have been enjoying my massage and referring me to their friends and even having another massage- it’s been a lot of fun for me to meet my parents friends and others of the small community.
But I felt safe- not just because I knew the people in the community and that there wasn’t any robbers or banditos lurking… I felt safe because the waters were super calm and I could leave my hand dangling over my board and I knew nothing would happen…in these waters (asides from the Turtle Lake monster of course) are jack fish and pickerel and well- they are not known for biting fingers.
I felt safe- because I knew this place. I grew up here- spending every 13 or 14 summers here… that’s 2 months x 14 = That’s 2.3 years!
I felt safe- because I am in the middle of no where where there are no terrorist, no cartels, no hells angels or gang members…. just a lot of young families enjoying the last weeks of summer and heaps of retired people enjoying their quiet time.
I felt safe- because I understand the language here and the culture.

When a fisherman boat came close to me … I wasn’t alarmed or worried that the boat was being creepy or that the man in the boat would begin to harass me… I knew without looking, that he was a small town Saskatchewan man who was enjoying fishing on a calm night… and that there are good fishing holes/ drop off points where he parked. I knew that… because infront of my cabin is where a lot of the boats park…as well as we use to, back when we all went out fishing.

It was nice to feel so warm and safe out on the paddle board. I was able to close my eyes and listen to my breath and just relax. When I opened my eyes I had drifted off quiet a bit- but still was not concerned as it was easy to paddle back. However, I did go farther than I had originally intended. This is a great option for exercise for lazy people like myself who don’t like to work that hard… just sit down on your board, let the wind take you far away and you need to paddle hard to get back home.

Once I got to shore- I put the board away but knew I needed to go swimming or at least dunk myself into the calm, refreshing (cold) lake water…. I stripped down to my bathing suit and walked out into the water… I replayed a million different times when I had jumped into cold water with other people. Into waterfalls and streams from mountains, even into oceans… but the idea of swimming in this cold lake … just did not appeal to me. I KNEW though, that it would be refreshing and then I could go and jump into the hot tub… so 10 minutes later, I finally made the jump and it wasn’t that bad… except my heart froze jaja. And yeah- the hot tub was pretty glorious after.