With fellow paddlers, we canoed down a river to an island with the instructions to find a gift individually and collectively. This rainbow warrior appeared to me on the island laughing, dancing and playing a buffalo drum. The gift to us, in my mind, was to bring back a Spirit of Joy on return trip. It was a faster canoe trip home with with the current, the sound of water against the rocks sounding like tinkling laughter, playing curious otters, a large grandfather trout, supportive Ancestor Spirits amongst the fragrant Euclayptis Trees on the shore, a nice fresh breeze and a gorgeous sunset framing the end of our blissful journey.
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