Tag Archives: girdwood

Poem – True

I have not been more at peace nor been closer to my true being than our time here, in the wilds of Alaska, surrounded by mountains, glaciers, and each other.

Girdwood, Alaska – Rainforest

Into the rainforest we walk with soft steps, silent voices, and open hearts. Morning rain seeps through the tall trees and the mountain side is shrouded in fog. Deeper in we cross wooden bridges over creeks following animal tracks, we examine stones laced with scars, and we marvel in being here, part of something larger. […]
Read More »