While traveling through the Canadian Rockies one of our stops was the Jasper Park Lodge in Fairmont. Our cabin was situated facing Lac Beauvert (pronounced: Lack Buh-vair), “beautiful green lake.” By this time we had seen, smelled, touched, and listened to so much natural beauty that we were emotionally and spiritually overwhelmed and squeezed of stamina. But through our cabin window a mesmerizing view magnetized. We decided to walk the trail that circled the lake. We must have walked for ten to fifteen minutes when the view stopped me in my tracks. My heartbeats fastened. The surface of the crystal-clear turquoise water was shimmering silver; tiny shiny waves waltzing over large pebble shaped stones. The reflections of the mountain range—greenish at some places, bluish at others (as if joining the earth below and......