Wide Open Spaces
I spent much of yesterday and another hour and a half this morning in my car traveling from Mankato, MN where I live to Dickinson, ND. The nearly 600 miles between these two places hold a variety of landforms and sights to see – from the hills, lakes, and trees of central Minnesota to the Red River Valley in eastern North Dakota, statues of the world’s largest buffalo and a Holstein cow affectionately named, “New Salem Sue”, as well as the wide open expanses of western North Dakota.
While I was traveling I stopped to make a phone call to a woman who lives in the Chicago area. I sensed from our conversation that traveling to western North Dakota would not be her idea of a dream vacation destination. But I was thrilled by the opportunity to travel the open highways, listening to my favorite CDs, and sensing my spirit becoming a bit lighter and freer the further west I traveled. Truly the sky seems bigger as you enter into this prairie land which holds its own stark beauty and invites a type of reflective contemplation. Beyond this, what is the lure of this prairie expanse for me? Why did my westward travels make me feel so at home?
As I traveled I was aware that although I’m a native Minnesotan, for eleven years I called western North Dakota and the land of the Standing Rock Reservation home. So traveling westward brings me back “home” to memories of the years I lived here, people I know in many towns along the highway, and the excitement I feel in knowing that I will get to connect with many people who were a part of my journey during the years I lived here.
Today and tomorrow are “work days” making vocation presentations at Trinity Catholic Schools which are rich in SSND history as our sisters staffed the high school when it first opened. While I’m delighted to be able to visit these schools, in my free time I plan to soak up as much of the open skies and prairie beauty as I can for I know this land holds a special treasure for me.