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Whale Watching!

Sept. 20, 2011

Juneau, AK: Whale Watching!

We docked in Juneau and disembarked to find an Adventures Galore  guide. A small shelter conveniently protected our small group from the light rain. When everyone had arrived, we traveled by shuttle to a dock where a small boat awaited our arrival. It had an enclosed cabin plus space to stand in the bow and stern.

Twelve passengers, a driver, and a guide set off in a hurry across Auke Bay. Two outboard motors pushed us across the cold, choppy waters. In the distance we saw some spouts (“blows”) from whales, but we went further and saw, in quick succession, 7 whales! At least one of them was a calf.

These humpbacks normally live independently (or with calf) unless the feeding is very good. Apparently the herring were plentiful and the whales were on a feeding frenzy. Each herring has about the same calorie count as a Big Mac, and about that size. The whales are fattening themselves up for migration  all the way to Hawaii. Some of them have already begun the journey; the ones we saw will be gone by the end of the month.

The whales do not eat after they leave Alaska. They lose 10 of their average 40 tons (roughly one ton per foot of length). Perhaps one third of the females will breed in Hawaii. Gestation is 18 months, so the calves will be about 6 months old when they make the first trip, still drinking mom’s milk. Whale and calf will stick together another year.

We saw some of the whales roll, showing off their lateral fins. Sometimes we would see the humped back then the famous notched tail arching high over the water as they make another dive. They surface 3-6 times then submerge for about 7 minutes, though they can stay under water for up to 40 minutes according to our guide David. We were too busy watching with scanning the surface with eyes or binoculars to bother with cameras. The whales were pretty fast!

After that visual feast, we motored back pretty darn fast over very choppy water. I stood in the stern, tucked into a corner, enjoying the speed, the wind and cold, and occasional splashes of water. Even the tour guides were excited to see so many humpbacks in one place. We didn’t see any orcas, though. David had wanted to bid farewell to them as well.

After a bit of poking around Juneau shops we headed back to the ship for a warm shower and dinner. On a cruise, there’s never a need to skip a meal no matter what time of day or night! The Pearl set sail again at 10pm.

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Patti Tana at Sea

Sept. 19, 2011

My feast of poetry on this cruise included Patti Tana’s This Is Why You Flew Ten Thousand Miles. The ‘why’ refers to Lilliana, a girl adopted from China whose parents flew that long distance to bring her to a new home. The parents had prepared a home surrounded by love and decorated the nursery

Parents and prospective parents will go long distances to give birth, adopt, or foster a child. Then for a lifetime they will strive to protect and empower; to love and let go. Ten thousand miles or about ten thousand days may be what it takes to launch a child. She or he is still very much our child, no matter how long we live.

For a time we find ourselves in the sandwich generation when we have both children and elders for whom to care. Parenting is one way to learn the skills needed as parents and grandparents become increasingly frail and vulnerable. Our children may in turn have a chance to assist us in our later years.

Patti writes about living, loving, and “daughtering.” She writes of the delights of parenting and the despair of loss. Many of her poems are very sensual in nature.

I “met” Patti on the phone shortly after I repeated an error in a newsletter. The article had attributed her poem about a garden/gardening to Anonymous. The closing line, “That Patti, she was one hot tomato” did not refer to her demise but of her own wish for her personal legacy. At least that’s how I remember it several years later.

At any rate, Patti tracked me down and gave me a call to correct my mistake. “I’m not dead,” she told me. I enjoyed a delightful conversation with this New York Jewish poet who teaches as well as composes poems. I bought a couple of books from her and she sent me an extra. This Is Why You Flew Ten Thousand Miles, her latest publication at the time, became part of my collection. I loved it so well I bought a second copy for a friend who had adopted a Chinese daughter.

By the way, I also read a book of poems by Hafiz on this trip, but I think he will not call no matter what I say about his poetry!

Here’s a short poem by Hafiz:

The Happy Virus

I caught the happy virus last night

When I was out singing beneath the stars.

It is remarkably contagious –

So kiss me.

“The Happy Virus,” The Subject Tonight Is Love:
60 Wild and Sweet Poems of Hafiz, versions by Daniel Ladinsky
Pumpkin House Press, 1996, p. 40.

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Precious Times

Precious Times Sept. 17-18, 2011

Anticipating ten days away in a cooler climate, two extra blessings preceded and accompanied me on the trip. A 92-year old member of the church quietly passed away about four hours after I visited her. This time she probably did not hear my prayer, song, and farewell, but she is fully at peace now and that is a blessing.

On the day of our departure, a long-awaited and healthy baby Sophia Elizabeth was born at home. Her parents, big sister, and countless others count her birth as a special blessing.

These two life transitions filled my heart with a wonderful sense of peace while I packed last minute items for our journey: an Alaskan cruise! Jon planned it all and gave me this gift of a lifetime–something I have imagined only in my dreams.

We flew Alaskan Airlines non-stop from Austin to Seattle. There is just one flight per day, so we spent one night in Seattle before the cruise. We took light rail–SeaTac to the closest station to the port and walked through Pike’s Market to watch fish being tossed around for customers’ entertainment.

A guy named Russell walked with us from the train. He is a flight attendant for Southwest Airlines, based in Chicago. Every time he comes to Seattle for the day he makes this trek to the Market. He told us where to find an elevator down to sea level. Walking along the boardwalk, we cheered on a Susan G. Komen fundraising walk. Lots of pink ribbons, outfits, and tutus. Several decorated vehicles carried other happy participants in the fight against breast cancer.

There was no need to ask directions any more–the Norwegian Pearl loomed over the dock with its 14 decks. Embarkation was smooth and efficient. Fourteen staff members checked us in and gave us key cards. That was all we needed to make additional purchases on the ship. Meals were included in the cruise fare unless we wanted to go to a specialty restaurant, drink sodas or alcohol, gamble, or buy clothing, jewelry, art, or souvenirs on board.

Our only additional expenses were a room service fee (added automatically), one glass of wine, and one embarkation photo. Souvenir shopping was all on shore.

Tomorrow we will be at sea all day, on the way to Juneau. Stay tuned for more!

North to Alaska!

Tomorrow my husband and I will be flying to Seattle in preparation for a cruise into the Inland Passage! The Norwegian Pearl sails (metaphorically speaking) on Sunday afternoon for a week of wonder. I have wanted to do this for years. Thanks, Jon!

Ports of call include Juneau, Skagway, and Kethchikan, a few hours in Victoria, and finally to Vancouver. It is the last cruise of the season. Expected highlight is the cruise through Glacier Bay–everyone raves about it.

Day trips so many thousands of tourists have taken:
Juneau: a smaller boat to go out looking for whales;
Skagway: up to White Pass Summit;
Ketchikan: rainforest canoe and nature trail.

We’ll spend one night in Vancouver then board Amtrak to get back to Seattle. Jon’s daughter, some cousins, and an uncle live there, but alas, we won’t have much time to visit. Back to Austin late the 27th, ready to pick out the best photos to share!

What a grand adventure awaits! Now, let’s see if I can pack an extra sweater….

“Blogging is so 20th century!”

Thus exclaimed a young colleague in a meeting of clergy. What? Am I yet again an old fuddy duddy luddite, always behind the latest trends?

Well, probably so. I was way behind in entering the blogosphere, and now I’m told it’s so yesterday.

She doesn’t want to read a long explanation of anything–just some tweet-length calls to action!

I can appreciate that. Some of us spend way too much time thinking or meeting or planning instead of actually doing something.

Sure enough, in early 2010: Blogging is Out

But that’s probably outdated, too. A Twitter feed really is a good way to keep up with a fast moving story. You get a general impression, but not necessarily up to journalistic standards.

Don’t we need it all? Tweet, post, blog, essay, article, in-depth reporting, systematic thinking, doctoral studies . . . and daily activities, social interaction, conversations, encounters, service, action, experience . . . It all works together to save us from ourselves.

Alone, we are one. Together, the connections continue to mulitply. Then alone again, we are changed.

What do you think?

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