Stranded in Transit

There's a flood of energy drifting just effortlessly above the top of my head. Whether I emitted it or whether I possess the need to absorb it eludes me, but it doesn’t matter. I am empowered. Tonight I have the strength of 10 moose. Or is it meese? Mooses? I don’t know but like I said, it doesn’t matter. Falling and getting up, only to have the butterflies emanate from my stomach up through both my arms and pouring through my fingers into the handlebars of life. I am scared of going fast, yes. I am scared of running straightforward blind into what I don’t know and being hurt beyond repair. I am scared yes, but I run. My foot is on the brake and I press it firmly, but balancing comes with consequence because my muscles are fatigued and burning with desire to share the burden of my unconventional escapades. So I take my foot off the lever. I run. They run, the dogs. They run free and I can’t see anything and there is a snowstorm whipping my face red but somehow I don’t care. I fell once already with an impact that felt like floating against the clouds and I know, really I know, that not only will I survive but I will endure and I will prevail and at last I will succeed. So away we go and mush you beautiful running huskies. Through the never-ending night, through the pain of the blizzard, through my fear of what lies ahead. Through the outer banks of Tromsø and past indigenous ruins of lives once lived but not yet forgotten. I’m ready, and if I fall I will fall with grace before returning back to my sled. And if I fail I will ask for another chance. And if I dare, I will plunge deep into life, trusting only the strange dogs that may or may not know the trail. I will risk everything, I will let my nose become blue, and I grip these handle bars with fury if just to feel what it is to live my life to its fullest and to love the changes I have catalyzed in myself and to only ask for the one thing I never wanted – a long life and a vast globe to explore and venture. Finally, I am ready to hold on and I don’t want to let go.