I’ve been thinking a lot about my trip to Minnesota a couple of years ago. I found incredible people who nicknamed me “Alabama” and encouraged me to explore their home with great abandon! There were ice lanterns, moon dogs, howling wolves, frozen lakes, ice fishing (wow), and an incredibly inspiring weekend of both peacefulness AND resilience. I reckon Minnesotans are used to holding the both/and (e.g. -20 temperatures mixed with the heat that radiates in your feet and hands thanks to warmers). I couldn’t quite grasp the feeling of sweating while cross-country skiing across a frozen lake or the unbelievable feeling of jumping in that very lake after sitting in a 200 degree sauna. I learned so much about myself that weekend and will…