We are HERE. We ARE here. WE are here.
We are HERE. We ARE here. WE are here.
Day 2: Kangerlussuaq, Greenland.
Flying over Iceland and being arrested by the sun reflecting craters, frozen fjords, volcanic rock. We're not even there yet and the collective experience is bordering on disbelief.
Arriving in Kangerlussuaq to white-out conditions. It's so cold our snot freezes immediately. We're told to dress warmly for our wildlife walk in the tundra. It will soon become clear that there is a steep learning curve to our understanding of what dressing "warmly" means.
On the way to our hotel, we pass by an ice cream shop. It's open. Apparently it's never too cold for ice cream in Greenland.
Our guide, Jens-Pavia helps us spot caribou and rabbits and we search in jest for muskox and rocks that look like muskox, and follow arctic fox footprints as the sun comes out from over the ridge, painting everything we can see in gorgeous pastels of pink and violet. Surely, this is a dream.
We're collecting spherical icicles on our eyelashes and beards of frost on the peach fuzz on our chins and upper lips. Loose strands of hair break off from being frozen solid from the condensation of our breath. Christiane might already have frostbite.
The frozen riverbed croaks and adjusts underneath our feet as we sledge through the snow. Nature's inhale, and exhale. It sounds like a ship coming into the harbor, only there are no ships, nor a harbor, for hundreds of miles.
While we were out, Nini prepares us a pot full of caribou soup with broccoli. Probably the best stew we ever tasted, and we each have three bowls worth as she regales us with stories of Greenlandic heritage, its history, protecting traditional Inuit life, sustainable hunting and perhaps the most epic birth story of all time, as we grope her hand knitted muskox wool shawls, hats, and spools. She feeds us cake sweetened with locally foraged herbs, and Greenlandic angelica tea.
I try a mouthful of seal blubber and dried fish slathered in herbed butter instead of dessert. Seal blubber melts in your mouth, and tastes like...seal. Dried fish smells like...dried fish.
We are overcome by the pure warmth of this couple amidst the bitter cold of this wondrous place already.
Sleep comes easily as we have worn ourselves into exhaustion from awe.
What traveling to Greenland has done for my consciousness.
We are rarely conscious to the fact that we have numbed or opted to not feel an emotion. It effectively freezes a part of us, and the only time it causes us pain is when we try to move around it, or provoke it in some way (triggers).
A year after Adventure Awake's inaugural trip to Georgia, Amanda Dixon reflects on how much she's transformed, and tells a beautiful story of her Adventure Awake experience.
Doing the work is not about being like anyone else. Doing the work is about knowing yourself wholly. It’s about being willing and being vulnerable. It’s understanding where right and wrong and bad and good are words that are no longer serving you, so that you can finally be yourself.
So much of my capacity to learn as quickly as I do, and to grow and expand as much as I have, is all rooted in my grief.
When we become more conscious of ourselves, we can move from blame, to accountability, which leads to vulnerability, and then intimacy.
What are we communicating when we tell someone they hurt us? How about when we claim someone made us feel a certain way?
We are all constantly absorbing new information from the internet, from our peers and friends, from our teachers, and from our families. But are we doing it consciously?
We have all heard about personal responsibility, but what does it mean, exactly? How do we apply it to our lives without imposing self-blame?
Arnold Schwarzenegger is famous for saying “No Pain No Gain” and Kelly Starrett is renown for reminding us to “not go into the pain cave.” So which is it?