Rotations

I spoke of the gods in my last blog and their conquests of falling into one another. My life has fallen into similar crossroads. Is it just chance that this all doesn't smash together leaving behind ecdysis of ego, or are we destined to live these lives in perpetual rotation around the epicenters where Adam and Eve could have set up shop.
It is beautiful, it is outrageous in it's beauty. I grew up bragging about my proximity to nature in Portland, Oregon. Juneau, Alaska brags about natures proximity to humans. Looking up into the 3,500 foot peaks in my backyard I worry that a tremendous fart wouldn't expel bears, goats, porcupines, eagles, or hoary marmots(hmph!), causing them all to tumble down to my doorstep. It all brings a great turbulence in my life though, I don't know what to blog about. It is all too great and minute for words.
I can tell you this, we live in a rainforest. We arrived descending between snow capped mountains. What was once the baron peaks of our icy decent is now emerald mountains vomiting biomass onto our doorstep. I never thought I could draw a parallel between Cozumel and Juneau but there is one; If man evacuated, nature would erase our fingerprint from the land. Stephanie witnessed seven bald eagles in a salmon feeding frenzy, neighbors report bears and porcupines in our backyard. I still have only seen the largest bumble bees ever.