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s I had hoped, Erik was pleasantly surprised and glad to hear
from me when I called that morning to tell him that I was at
the Juneau airport. He and his fiancée, Lorrie, were just pon-
dering breakfast. They came down to pick me up and we all went
out for breakfast together. Erik and I hadn’t seen one another in over
a year, so we had plenty of catching up to do.
I spent several days in Juneau with Erik and Lorrie in their apart-
ment before continuing my journey north. Erik came with me on the
ferry ride from Juneau up to Haines, Alaska, just south of Canada’s
Yukon province. We arrived at Haines early in the morning and went
out to breakfast together. He then caught the next ferry back down
to Juneau, and I continued hitchhiking north towards Canada and
interior Alaska.
Though it was great to be back in Alaska amidst the rugged, tow-
ering mountains and thick forests of the southeast panhandle, I was
beginning to feel, once again, overwhelmed by the whole Kundalini
process. I’d felt a certain degree of stability while at the Rainbow
Gathering in New Mexico, surrounded by plenty of like-minded
souls. But now I was entirely on my own, with things pretty much
up in the air, other than a few scattered plans. My uncertain future
was now staring me in the face, and that had the effect of amplifying
all the usual Kundalini symptoms. This left me having a hard time
sleeping, which in turn simply increased my discomfort even more.
Energy in a myriad forms was backing up within my conscious-
ness, so that I began feeling exhausted, scattered, cloudy, emotional-
ly drained, and in a perpetual state of anxiety. I needed to get all this
potent energy moving, but I didn’t know how. Good sleep seemed to