One of my favourite memories from when I was a child is rolling down my window while driving through PKOLS on my way home from school. This open-air meditation was a cleanse from the tension that had built up in my body while sitting at school all day. These moments allowed me to be renewed again by the rich scents and sensations of the forest at PKOLS and were one of the many natural wonders I got to experience while growing up on the traditional territories of the W̱SÁNEĆ First Nations.