My forebears came to this country from Scotland.
While visiting Scotland I felt at home. It was as if the land spoke the language of my soul.
After visiting Scotland, I understand why my ancestors settled in the Duluth area. Having spent precious growing up years in Duluth and having had the opportunity to raise my own children there, it is so very clear to me that northern Minnesota echoes with the rocky and chiseled power of Scotland.
Land forms us and helps us find our way.
After spending a tense three weeks navigating the emotional angst of having a very ill son, the coast became clear for some time away.
We headed for the north shore of Lake Superior and there the land held and blessed. We were able to clamber up rivers and sit in the flowing streams. The big lake soothed and the sun-warmed rocks leeched the tired and worn places of soul-clench.
My cells knew that I was home.
And so I am.