Tag: home
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Alaska 2013 – Thoughts and Random Photos
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.…
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Finding Home
Is home truly where the heart is, or where the heart feels at home? The sun rises behind grey clouds infused with faint orange, drifting in the morning sky just above the distant treeline. Across the vast expanse of water, mountains rise to meet the sky, and the sky greets the mountains with tears. A…
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Essay – Ice Climbing, Alaska 2007
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago about ice climbing in 2007 in Alaska (Matanuska Glacier). The memory and the experience is as fresh as drinking coffee this morning. It is seared into my being and will be a part of me for the rest of my time. As I have aged and who…
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Poem – Welcome Home
Welcome back son. The long nerve-wracking months are over. No more sleepless nights and endless hours of CNN and Fox News. You have returned from foreign lands safe, older, experienced, but still Kyle. Each morning once filled with uncertainty, fear of that phone call replaced with joy and relief replaced with sun rays across calm…
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Poem, Thoughts – Roots
Where do you come from? Not from 5-minutes ago, or from your vehicle, but the essence of you, what time, experiences, and place gave you the foundation of who you are? Where are your roots? I did not come money, I came from Northeast, Minneapolis. And so begins the story melding with the present and…
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Short Story – Woman with Buggy
This short story is my first serious attempt at something other than poetry, and a desire to share with everyone. Since our visit to Iceland was in 2004, this story has been in the works for 8 years. It is based on people we met and cultural places that we visited. Below is part 1…
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Post Traveling Thoughts
Now that I am settled back at home and my customary headache from traveling and flying has subsided, I have a few thoughts and observations. This was my third trip to Alaska, and the first with Patricia. My first two were with guided services (Exposure Alaska, and Alaska Mountain Guides) and involved hiking, kayaking, glacier…
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Summer on 41st
Stretching eager fingers, ready to continue on a new piece with the working title of “A Season in Hell”. Not very original, however, a tribute to one of my favorite writers Arthur Rimbaud. I look over the empty streets from my office. The unimpeded sun heats black tar and the day has the hazy look…
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Home
I have lived in MN all of my 38 years. It is home. Family is here. Memories and history exist in every nook and cranny. It is home. For better or worse, there are reminders everywhere. But, what truly defines home? Is it physical reminders? Is it by sight as you drive past landmarks and…
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Alaska – Arriving in Haines
With an Alaskan White Ale at my side, I leave here, Saint Paul, MN, and land back in time: 2010 in Haines, AK. Emerging from the 4 passenger plane from Juneau, a fine mist washes across my face and raven calls permeate the surrounding air. A minute or two passes before I finally accept that…
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Story of Joline – Continued
I have been writing more about Joline, continuing the story with her coming home, and being alone for the first time in years. I will post this tomorrow, with photos.
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Home
To know my place here, the culmination of past, present, and now – requires awareness of my roots, where I came from, the events and experiences dictating the path. I now accept the path I chose, each bump, each divergement, even the occasions when the path ended at the blue cliffs overlooking the tumultuos waters,…