Atop Mont Tremblant one can see snow-covered, rolling mountains for miles. It is quiet up here, at this altitude and the buzzing world seems to have paused. Inhaling the crisp air while the eyes gaze at this never-ending landscape is truly meditative. They say the best thing for the mind is to go somewhere daily, where one is unable to differentiate between the past and the present. Amongst this incredible nature, I cannot tell whether I am in a world stifled by technology, or amongst a Victorian era snowfall. Time has stopped, the mind is free and the beauty continues to live.