Our life is an immersion in nature. Every moment is connected to the breath of the Earth. We are somewhere in the world and we have to face what comes our way. Yet we learned long ago that this is not a struggle. On the contrary, there is no fight to be had against the power of the environment in which we are immersed. We understood that we had to connect with it. On the Blueberry Road in June, the wind howled, the storms poured torrential rains, the snow even laid down its light white carpet. We can get into the struggle, it is so ingrained in us. When it’s hard, when we can’t take it anymore, it’s so imprinted in us to grit our teeth and push through.
Our life has invited us to deploy our mind of steel. The strength of our will and our perseverance have allowed us to ride those thousands of miles in all latitudes. But this steel mind is not at the service of the struggle, on the contrary it is the intimate perception that there is a way in the heart of the challenge, that there is a passage. We connect with the wind that is against us, we let go of the struggle, we accept its breath on our body in order to pass gently. This is balancing at the highest level, letting go without letting go, continuing without struggling. And it is in this third way, in this passage that the path is drawn in fluidity, in softness. It is infinitely linked to the present moment. It is only in this space of time that our greatest power, our Life force, can unfold. We feel it flowing through us and leading us.
It is then that the magic takes shape and that the serenity of a moment of perfect harmony fills us with pure joy and deep gratitude. In front of our tent, after our intense day, we contemplate the beauty of Lac Saint-Jean at sunset.