Close Call on the 105

A Blessing! I raise my hands skyward and my feet softly touch Mother Earth in gentle caress. My heart emits its song of gratitude and crow, robin and pine spirits sway joyfully in acknowledgement of my song. I have received a blessing and I do not take it lightly.

Just yesterday, I was returning from Kitigan Zibi on Highway 105 and had reached the Farley Road intersection (Val Guertin, Shell gas station) when I noticed a large delivery truck at the Farley Road stop sign. I proceeded without concern, until the truck began moving onto the 105. I assumed at this point that the truck driver was only going to move forward a few feet and then stop. For him to continue onto the highway was unimaginable to me. But continue he did. I was right on top of him by then and had to make a split-second decision. The choice: hit him or have him hit me. I chose the latter. I swerved and sure enough, BANG, an explosion of glass sprayed me like ‘rock salt’ shot out of a barrel of a 12-gauge. Though my foot was no longer on the gas pedal, my car accelerated down the road towards propane tanks being sold by the gas station. I pulled on the steering wheel and found myself in line with a Bell phone booth – didn’t want to go there either. Last choice, a big snowbank to the right of the phone booth. Again I pulled on the steering wheel at the last possible blink and my car plunged into the snowbank with tremendous force. The nose of my car was pointed down into the snow, the rear wheels up in the air spun at a high rate of speed. I calmly pulled the keys out of the ignition. The motor shut down and the speeding tires slowly came to a stop. It was quite the rush, to say the least.

The crash I describe could very well have been deadly, for me or the truck driver or both. There were no injuries and for this I feel as if I have been blessed once again with the turtle shields of my protective ancestors. My car is a write-off but I am intact, to love, to sing, to dance and to stand with enormous humility before the greatness Kichi Manido has placed before me.

My friends, do not take this precious life of ours for granted. Do not go to sites where people are gathered who wish to bring healing for themselves and for the land, only to disrupt their good work with personal agendas. Take the time each day to speak words of love to your closest family members and your sweethearts. Take in a breath, deep into your lungs each day and release it with the words, “I am grateful, Good Spirit, that I am a human being.” Let your heart reach to the height of cirrus clouds.

Not many are aware of when their last moments of life are at hand. Be prepared, make peace and denounce war.

Keep the Circle Strong,
South Wind.

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6 Responses to Close Call on the 105

  1. Doug Gordon says:

    Wow Albert! Glad you are still in this part of your life and able to still share your wisdom with us. Given the activity around your last few blog entries I take it that others will feel the same way. Meegwetch for the reminders to live life well.

  2. Wow talk about close call, so happy that you are ok; a car is only material and easily replaceable. As I was reading your experience it brought me back a few years when I had my big accident and was also spared with only a slight concussion, something you said really touched me: “There were no injuries and for this I feel as if I have been blessed once again with the turtle shields of my protective ancestors.” I never really found the words to describe what had happened to me but I knew that I was protected, I rolled over from one side of the road to the other side about 7 times and came out alive, now being of Turtle clan I can related to those words and that is exactly what it was I felt that turtle shield of my protective ancestors, wow! Thank you for your words, and I am very happy that you are ok, rest well!

  3. Glad to hear you are safe my friend! We need you here! My turtle shell must be thick lol I like that.
    Take good care of yourself
    Luc

  4. Julie says:

    I’m grateful you are OK, South Wind. I shared your wise loving words with my family. And thank you for the reminder to say “I love you” more often!
    Keep Shining,
    Julie.

  5. Victoria Boucher says:

    Dear Albert: Glad you are ok. You will live to dance, sing and most importantly to write your beautiful songs of the heart.

  6. Karen Gervais says:

    Dear Albert,

    The kids and I were catching up on reading your posts and we are so relieved that it was only a close call, and that you are indeed still here to share your warm wisdom, peace and love as well. We look forward to spending time with you soon!

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