Dear friends, A year ago today I visited a high school in Iqaluit before flying home to Toronto to conclude my life-changing North Pole journey. North Pole Journey, Day Seven The school bell rings and triggers a Pavlovian response in me. A feeling of excitement and freedom surges through my body. The halls fill …
Dear friends, A year ago today was my last morning in Resolute Bay. North Pole Journey, Day Six: Back to Iqaluit We say our goodbyes to Chris at the inn, then Meghan at the airport who drives us to our departure. There is no doubt we are sad to leave. This has been an enormously …
Dear friends, It is amazing to think that a year already has gone by! A year ago on this day, I was up at the crack of dawn, ready to start a 13-hour journey with several stops and plane changes, en route to Resolute Bay, Nunavut. There I was to join my friend Satish Sikha, who had arrived a …
Dear friends, It is amazing to think that a year already has gone by! A year ago on this day, I was up at the crack of dawn, ready to start a 13-hour journey with several stops and plane changes, en route to Resolute Bay, Nunavut. There I was to join my friend Satish Sikha, who had arrived a …
Day Seven: Wednesday, September 29, 2010 Performance at Inuksuk High School IQALUIT We fly back to Toronto today, but first, we have one last stop. I am scheduled to perform and Satish will present his fabric at Iqaluit’s Inuksuk High School at 11am. It is already 8am. We must check out of the hotel and …
Day Six: Tuesday, September 28, 2010 BACK TO IQALUIT Satish, Sunanda, Rishi and I greet this, our last day in Resolute Bay, before sunrise. Out the breakfast room window, the wind blows powdered snow across the rocky ground and out over the frozen Arctic Ocean where yesterday we walked on icebergs. Today the sky is …
(continued from Day One, Part One) IQALUITWe land at Iqaluit’s small airport, the exterior of the main building beaming a cheerful bright canary yellow. We walk off the plane and directly onto the runway. Immediately the wind fiercely blows and cuts through my winter coat. I pull my hood over my head and pinch the …
Thursday, September 23, 2010 GETTING TO THE PLANE I stir. It is only 4am. The sound of the morning alarm seems to echo from some distant place. I am deeply asleep. Quickly I realize it is the morning we leave for the North Pole and it is time for me to get up. As I …
I returned from the North Pole journey a couple of days ago. The trip was beyond… a success at many levels. I feel like angels were carrying us. Certainly, I was not “the doer”. I am in some sort of state of culture shock. There is so much to integrate and process. This was huge. …
I returned from the North Pole journey a couple of days ago. The trip was beyond… a success at many levels. I feel like angels were carrying us. Certainly, I was not “the doer”. I am in some sort of state of culture shock. There is so much to integrate and process. This was huge. …
