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Lure of the water - June 3

For centuries people have been drawn to water. Ministikwan Lake is one of those places, people find refuge at the lake, whether it’s for peace and quiet, solitude, recreation or sustenance for humans not to mention the flora and fauna. As science tells us we are made up of 80 per cent water when we are born and reduced to about 60 per cent when we die. What we don’t really know is how the very water that sustains us is affected by the environment around us. Or is it? Masaru Emoto, author of “The Hidden Messages In Water”, offers a very provocative and thought provoking theory on this subject. Emoto has an idea that good water and bad water, polluted water and happy water all has an affect on our well being.
There is no doubt this is ringing true in the Gulf of Mexico today. The devastation being caused by the 15,000 pounds of pressure spewing millions of litres of oil every minute of every hour for the past month with no end in sight. Be rest assured we are hearing only a mere fraction of the impact to the sea life, birds or shore lines.
But we must remember just as this oil spill will have a long term impact on the environment, so does a single beer bottle or any type of refuse left in the water or on the ice of Ministikwan Lake. The friends of Ministikwan Lake were rained out last weekend, so the annual shore line clean up will be attempted this weekend, weather permitting. If you are in the neighbourhood don’t be a stranger, let the water draw you near and work its magic on your spirit. It can be said water has an endearing nature and draws us in both life and death. To my knowledge I know of four people who have had their ashes or part of their ashes spread on or around Ministikwan Lake.
Virgil Ingram was the first. Then both of my wife’s parents and a portion of my mother’s ashes were spread along side my father’s favourite fishing spot, with the balance being buried with their loved ones. In my mother’s case she rest on top of her husband in her favourite Brown Betty tea pot with the chipped spout. This is quite interesting because we actually get to acknowledge them every time we ski or boat around the island. I am positive over time we will have far more visits than travelling to the family plot.
As for me, when I am cremated my children will be tasked to deliver a portion of my remains to the head waters of each continents longest river, setting me free to travel in places I may have missed on my first tour.

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