A situation in which I felt unusually peaceful during my Treks was, firstly, when I stopped in a small cemetery by the St. Norbert Abbey. I sat on a bench that faced about one hundred reverend graves. Paths for walkers and runners ran by, but no one was on them. It was eerie but at the same time peaceful to be surrounded by so many graves. Another time I felt at an unusual peace was not far from the cemetery. I laid on the grass underneath a tree by the abbey, recording sound. Cut off from traffic and other city noise, all I could hear were geese nearby.
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