I write this from the vast woods of Alaska. The sun rises at 9am. The stars are so close in the night sky, they practically touch the trees. Snow-capped mountain peaks surround me and just yesterday, I watched a moose and her calf walk across the yard. They sauntered by today too.
Here, life is wild and oh so freeing. You live with nature, aware that you could encounter a brown bear in the woods or on your lawn. My best friends are wildlife biologists and they’ve confirmed, you really could get eaten alive out there! I’m in moose, bear, lynx, and wolverine country. Pack the bear spray.
You respect the immense power of the natural world in Alaska, in a way which is lost in more urban areas. The tide is strong in Cook Inlet, best not walk through the mud flats. There’s a chance of avalanche, avoid snowy mountain passes. These are some of my daily considerations. It’s primordial hiking the deep Alaskan woods and rare to find oneself in terrain so untouched, so remote, so still. You are required to be mindful of your path. Observe what’s walked before you, know what you’re walking towards.
On my own personal vision quest, my mindfulness is strong. I’m keenly aware of each step I take in walking my path. It’s easier to get in touch with my deep inner knowing, my intuition, my core.
Away from the modern world, limitations fall away. The world feels wide, the world is wide. I know my truth. Speak my clarity. Act from love. Follow my heart, not my fear. Seeking and finding my own inner stillness, one step at a time.
Yoga gives me a similar space, just like these woods, and teaches me to expand.
The trick is to hold onto this wild energy and trust. Remembering that deep down, you know which way to go.