I met our then-current chief at the band office up in Long Lac #58, and she shared with me this cool story. She said she had been chief before but near the end started feeling "burnt out", but she used terms like "disconnected", "not in touch", "something missing"; so you know what she did? She told me she packed up a few essentials and _walked for days into the bush_ until she found a spot that felt right. She set up camp. Hunted and gathered what she needed. She said she initially thought she might be out there a few day. It turned into weeks. The grounding and reconnection she was experiencing, with creation and the Creator, was too profound to leave. After a time one young lady, then another, then another came out looking for her, liked the atmosphere, and stayed too. After a time, there was a group of them, just (re)connecting. It was about a summer times length, I think. After awhile, she felt re-energized, strong, so she disbanded the camp and they all walked back. She then ran for, and was re-elected as chief (this was like 10 years ago) since she felt ready to do it again. I often think of that. Not just that she had time to do it; but that she chose to do it, and left it unstructured, allowing for more time. I often think I need to do that, as I face the next (last) 25 years of my life. I need to be able to do it well, with strength, and grounding.