(Note: Mako Sica is Sioux language for Land Bad)
Someone once said of the Badlands, “It is a good place that has gotten a bad name.” I am referring to Badlands National Park.
Since coming to Wall, South Dakota, I have traveled to the Badlands three times. The first time, I drove around and thought, there is nothing in this place. I left the park.
Second time, I got out hiking on a couple of trails, it was midday, the sun beating down, tourist families with children screaming and shouting and running. I left the park again.
Today was my third time, early morning, no one else around. Just me in a canyon of spires filled with the warbling song of birds. I was humbled and now know why the Lakota view this as sacred ground.
Since I cannot publish video on this site, I posted one on my Facebook page complete with the birdsong I heard in the canyon. Just type in my name: Annie Ma (be sure your volume is on).
A few photos from the Badlands: This one is the Door trail.
I know I will return here many times. Mako Sica has found a place in my heart.
oxo ~ Annie