Land of the Midnight Sun

It has been a long time since I've stepped out of this town. We had planned to dive again (I still dream of the ocean often) but after a few short conversations there we were, looking at the computer screen, with tickets booked 2.5 weeks out to Anchorage and Jeep rental confirmation number. It just happened.  I can't wait to be away, from the millions of people I share just a few square miles with. To reconnect with something larger, something organic. To be where I can breathe in the expanse of the landscape and exhale awareness of the earths curvature, the sun's warmth, and the terrible vastness of the sky.

No man ever followed his genius till it misled him. Though the result were bodily weakness, yet perhaps no one can say that the consequences were to be regretted, for these were a life in conformity to higher principles. If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal, -- that is your success. All nature is your congratulation, and you have cause momentarily to bless yourself. The greatest gains and values are farthest from being appreciated. We easily come to doubt if they exist. We soon forget them. They are the highest reality... The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.
--Henry David Thoreau
Walden, or Life in the Woods

1 comment:

Karalee Kuchar said...

Beautiful! Excited to hear more!