It is strange to need such distance between myself and something to gain perspective. Somewhere in the cabin, 15,000 feet above the ground, I begin…
Having landed, I meet a geologist, whose home I will stay at for a few days. We spend the evening in conversation. We speak of lava flows and salts, glaciers and rock. Seattle, I learn, has several ridges formed by slow north-south moving glaciers.
The mornings are filled with a cup of coffee and additional glacial dialogues. After these exchanges, I will have traveled to every continent, over a span of 60 years, studied salt growth, and been among the first to enter Chauvet Cave.
It is night now and tomorrow I officially move into the university district, where I will be living for the next year.This afternoon, I decided to explore a nearby neighborhood.
There is something familiar about this place. The air is not unlike the crisp, bright air of Finland. The sun produces long shadows of pine and birch, not unlike the tree groves of Suomenlinna.. My initial feeling, walking around Seattle for the first time, is not unlike my first immersion in the forests of Kiljava.
…I would like to move through life with depth. Depth of exploration, depth of knowledge. Depth, singular.