Day 1 in Anchorage, AK.
It has been 6-years since I have been here, in Anchorage. Has anything changed? Here, me? Previously I had specific goals and decisions to make during my time. Reflecting back on that time, the space I was within was turbulent, fuzzy, chaotic, twisting and turning in some kind of vortex. That person, following paths of someone else’s paving – but there was a distant glimmer, streaks of light across the evening sky that I caught glimpses of, and held onto as best I could.
In the deepest valleys, when I could not see the light I conjured up these images and steadfastly held to them, held their energy, warmth, and hope.
And now I am here again. In a different place, a different person in many ways, but my roots have grown further into this land. In return, she has infused me with raw and primal energy and a connection to the land, sea, mountains, and trees.
