Antarctica-Part V. Inspiration & Activism

Come join me for the last chapter of this odyssey. One of the Indian students who “interviewed” me asked what most moved me about the trip. Aside from the thrill of being of Antarctica, I was moved by Sir Robert Swan’s dedication over the past 30 years to the preservation of Antarctica and to raising awareness about climate change. His strategy is brilliant. He brings young change makers from all over the world to Antarctica so that they will see for themselves what is so painfully evident. I was equally moved hearing about the dreams and aspirations of the young people who want to make a difference through their projects and start up companies to lower carbon emission in their countries.

This seal managed to lift his head up and look at us passing by. The other seals are passed out after eating.

Slumbering seals on an iceberg

Leopard seal on an iceberg, probably waiting for an unsuspecting penguin to swim by

Seals on shore after hunting for food in the water.

The penguins in this colony are molting. They stand in one place for many days until all the old feathers are gone and the new ones have come in. They cannot go into the water to eat during this time because they are not waterproof yet. They gorge themselves with krill to withstand the two weeks of fasting.

The glaciers meet the water and break off, sometime in small chunks, other times in enormous blocks.We are not allowed to approach any wildlife closer than 15 feet. However, if wildlife approach us, that is permissible. Most of the penguins we met showed no fear of us. On the contrary, they found us quite curious. Every time I observed penguin behavior, I couldn’t stop laughing. There is something about them that is disarmingly delightful.
“Now what are you going to do with that thing? Will I get any of the royalties?”
Penguins seem to be especially attracted to bright-colored objects.
The Snowy Sheathbill is a pigeon-sized scavenger bird with a pink face.

The Antarctic Skua likes to steal food from other birds. The ice makes an infinite amount of fascinating shapes. This massive chunk of ice that we sailed past belonged to the Larsen B Ice Shelf, a long ice formation—about the size of Rhode Island—extending along the east coast of the Antarctic Peninsula where we have been exploring. The enormous ice shelf broke off several years ago—more disturbing evidence of the effects of climate change. Glaciologists say that it had been stable for 10,000 years.Sir Robert Swan and I. As we were being photographed, someone said out loud, “They would make a great couple.”

In the evenings, Sir Robert set aside time for each of the participants in the Leadership program to tell about themselves and to talk about what they are doing or intend to do on behalf of worldwide carbon reduction. Many of the participants, especially the young men from India, had already created start up companies with very creative ideas for making their country less polluted and less reliant on coal and gas.

For my part, I talked about my co-housing community and how we try to live more sustainably by switching to solar, recycling, and trying to decrease our water use and overall consumption. And for the past thirty years I have talked to my patients about eating organically-grown foods that are free of petroleum-based fertilizers and herbicides, avoiding processed foods loaded with petroleum-based chemicals, and buying locally-grown food as much as possible to avoid the high use of carbon in the transportation. What is good for the planet is good for us. What harms the planet, harms us.

Sir Robert asked me to give an “inspirational talk” to the group one evening about overcoming fear and about leadership. The first night I spoke extemporaneously about my epiphany that my destiny lay in medicine and how I got into medical school against all odds—no money, wrong gender and age for that era, and wrong background.

Sir Robert also asked me to talk about being the first American woman to climb Aconcagua, the highest mountain in the western hemisphere at 23,000 ft, and to emphasize the amount of persistence and determination it took to get to the top, overcoming many daunting obstacles. He wanted my stories to inspire the young people to be all that they could be.

I threw in another story about overcoming fear when I was in India doing an elective in surgery as a 4th year medical student and was asked by the surgeon to do an abdominal surgery for a man with acute appendicitis because the surgeon had to go to Delhi to get funding for his hospital. I had never done surgery in my life and was not even a doctor yet–just a mere medical student. Somehow the patient survived—and so did I. It was the most terrifying moment I had ever faced in my life—more terrifying than when I was sniffed by a mountain lion in my sleeping bag. If the patient had not survived after my inept surgery, how could I live with that burden?

Another evening Sir Robert wanted me to talk about leadership and how I organized and led an all-women’s expedition to the top of Denali (formerly known as Mt. McKinley) in Alaska after my first year of medical school.

All my storytelling paid off, according to Sir Robert. He said that the young people were very inspired and felt empowered to go forward with their dreams and projects. In fact, several people asked if they could “interview” me. I became the ship “elder” and got many requests for advice. Most of the advice I gave was basically “trust your intuition, follow your passion, and be brave.”

This penguin, heading up the iceberg, appears to be on a very important mission.The penguins call out so that they can find each other in the crowds of penguins. Can you see the baby penguin climbing up the rocks to join its mom?
Above is a photo of Chris, a remarkable seventeen-year-old young man whom I befriended on this trip. He is extremely intelligent, a junior at a private school for children of very wealthy families, and a tortured soul who wants to make a difference in the world. Chris shared with me how he had been severely bullied and tortured, both psychologically and physically, beaten up for being bisexual and “different.” Up until now, he had told no one about his nightmare—not even his parents—for fear of the repercussions. His main tormentor came from one of the wealthiest, most powerful families in the area. He was afraid that if he told the truth to the school officials, the bully’s family would ruin his family. Instead, he contemplated suicide, especially after his best friend—also bullied at the school—committed suicide.

One year ago, on the day that Chris planned to kill himself, he found one of the TED talks given by Robert Swan. Listening to the inspiring message, Chris decided that, instead of suicide, he would devote his life to helping people who were suffering and he would spend as much time in nature as possible. He began starting projects, one of which was taking people paralyzed by spinal injuries on sailing trips that he organized himself. And then he applied to join the Leadership trip to Antarctica. He said that Sir Robert’s TED talk saved his life.

When Chris told me this inspiring story, I begged him to share the story with Sir Robert. Chris got up his courage and told Sir Robert what he had told to me. Sir Robert encouraged him to present his story to the entire group because it was a story of hope and transformation of suffering into something of huge benefit to others.

Since it was too humiliating for Chris to talk about the bullying, he simply told the group that he suffered from suicidal depression. He talked about the projects he envisioned for taking people with serious problems into the wilderness where they could find peace and a bigger perspective, the way he had. The audience cheered at the end of his talk and, at the end of the trip during awards presentations, Sir Robert ceremoniously handed his own jacket to Chris in acknowledgement of his courage to tell the truth and to move forward in his plans to help others.

Chris and I have discussed switching to a school that would honor who he is and also that would encourage time in the wilderness. He has started thinking about spending his senior year at the Rocky Mountain School in Colorado.

Chris gave me permission to tell his story. 

The lone explorer

This humpback whale came within a few feet of our zodiac boat.

The head of a humpback whale emerging from the sea. The weather was so uncharacteristically warm that the chefs offered to make us a meal that would be served on deck. What a delightful experience—as long as I didn’t focus on the ominous nature of the temperature.

Something happened to me in the timeless setting of Antarctica—without internet, immersed in periods of deep silence, times of solitude, and the cleanest air I have ever breathed. I felt such peace and calm. I began to get a glimpse of what it must have been like for pre-Columbian tribes who were at one with the world around them and could communicate with nature in ways that are foreign to us.

I found myself having intuitions about all sorts of things. As an example, I said to a young woman from the Ukraine, “You look so beautiful. Are you pregnant?” She looked stunned and said, “How did you know? I am only eleven weeks pregnant and have a flat belly.” I answered truthfully that I had no idea how I knew.

Another example was my interaction with one of the leaders in the group, a very dynamic and intelligent young woman from India. I sat down next to her in the conference room and said, “You know, you are an amazing person. I am impressed at the way you have kept us organized. But, I have a feeling that you are holding yourself back and could be even more amazing than you already are. Self doubt and fear keep you from realizing your full potential.” She was understandably shocked and said that during her morning shower she struggled with her self doubts. She asked me how I knew what she was struggling with and was I a mind reader. I said that I was not a mind reader and that I had no idea why the thought came to me.
Some of us sat on a ridge and watched the penguins sliding down the slopes and climbing back up. Thunderous sounds punctuated the silence as avalanches occurred on the nearby mountain. We could hear the large chunks of ice crashing into the water as the ice melted on this “hot” day—around 45 degrees.

Penguins can hike up rocky slopes with the nails on the ends of their feet.

Nesting penguin. It looks like penguins have learned to live with their own waste products.What a wondrous place. I am so thankful to my beloved benefactors who made this trip of a lifetime possible for me. Thank you Michael and Suzanne and family. And thank you, Robert Swan, for getting lost in Santa Fe and knocking on my door and telling me about your inspiring trip. I have been deeply impacted by this experience.

We’re northward bound, soon to enter the two day voyage back to Ushuaia through the Drake Passage.

The terns are taking flight en masse. Maybe they’re heading home too.

Three orca whales swim beside our ship as though giving us a send off.

Although it’s not possible from looking at this photo to get a perspective on the size of the waves, they reached about 12 feet in the Drake Passage on our return home. The ship’s pitching forward and back and listing from side to side caused a considerable amount of seasickness requiring medication for many onboard. Sir Robert said that what we had experienced was only a 2 out of 10 in terms of wave size and storms. We were very lucky.

Land ahoy! We are approaching Cape Horn, the southernmost tip of South America.This expedition has been one of the most amazing trips I have ever taken and will be forever engraved in my heart and mind. I just got home and am a little disoriented. I still feel like I’m on the ship rocking back and forth. I’m also exhausted from the long journey back home to the high desert of Santa Fe. Thank you for joining me. It felt comforting having you come along with me.

 

 


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Antarctica-Part V. Inspiration & Activism — 59 Comments

  1. I found your blogs by way of an old blog. I still don’t know how to get them up on my browser without going to the old blog. My friend Susan who now lives in California had been getting your blogs and now says she can’t get them either. I’ll let her know.

    I thoroughly dislike the overused word “amazing” not to mention the other overused word “awesome,” but your adventures were both.

    • Thanks, Sue. It’s very frustrating that many of the readers suddenly stop getting the posts. Have you checked your spam folder? I think the spam filters have been overdoing it on the filtering of people’s emails. If you find the solution to the problem, please let me know.Love, Erica

  2. What a privilege to go armchair traveling with you Erica! Your depth of expression and warmth of your heart grace us all ‘who won’t be going to Antartica in this lifetime. It feels like a duty now to share your pictures and adventures with friends who can appreciate the pristine environment, imagine the purity of the air and the sacredness of all the nature there. You bless us all with your courage, your insights, all your sharings and your very Be-ing. Thank you for this amazing gift that you Are! “What Blesses One, Blesses All” and you are walking this talk !!! With love to you, Mariel

    • Thank you for your beautiful comments and kindness, Mariel. It makes me so happy to know that the journey touched your heart. With love, Erica

  3. Dear Erica, A true pleasure to have you share your wanderings and insights with us. Thank you, be well, love and blessings always.

  4. WOW!!!!
    What a magical trip. I’m asking a friend to download and print the wonderful picture of you with your arms and your eyes wide open. Thank you for bringing your adventure into my life. I so appreciate you, fearless one.

    • Thank you, dear Christina, for your comments. I hope you found the photos up lifting. I know you’ve been going through a rough time. Thinking of you with love, Erica

  5. What an amazing trip Erica! Thank you for sharing it with all of us! The photos are mind blowing! You’re so very special in so many ways! Love, Ilene

  6. Erica
    Such wonderful amazing experiences you have shared. You looked beautiful and glowing(are you sure you are not pregnant?)…..joke of course. A blessing you are, my favorite empath. Love

  7. Thank you for taking us along on this wondrous adventure Erica! You always amaze and delight me with your strength and grace. I love your photos and your stories! So inspiring and moving. Can’t wait to see where you take us next!!

  8. What a gorgeous trip! How amazing, the stories about the people! So inspiring! Thank you so much for sharing, dear Erica. Although I most probably will never go to Antarctica, I feel that I have been at least a bit because of you! love and hugs, Traude

    • It would be great to take a trip together someday. You are the traveler par excellence. I admire all the walking that you have done across the world. With love, Erica

  9. Beautiful! I wish I was with you! Thank you so much for sharing this journey, as well as your life story in your blogs. I always look forward to them.

  10. Dear Friend,

    Deep gratitude for you taking us along on this wondrous journey.

    I can not shake the feeling that the world is glued together in ways most of us have no idea.

    Big Medicine in your writing and story.
    Love and hug, Michael

    • Dear Michael, I’m so happy you went on the trip with me. I still think fondly about our phone conversation last month. It’s always enriching talking with you. Love from your friend, Erica

  11. Great pics and your “color” to add to the scenes. Along with the insight. We are glad you had a trip of a lifetime and are home safe and sound.

    • Thanks for thinking about my health, Benette. Fortunately there were no major storms while we were there, which meant there were no major barometric changes in the weather—the kind that create tremendous pain in my head and vomiting. I was really lucky. Maybe you can tell from the photos how relaxed and happy I felt. As a chemically sensitive person, there was nothing for my body to react to in Antarctica–no petroleum-derived chemicals, no pollens, no electromagnetic overload, no sensory overload—just a lot of pristine air. It was truly like paradise. Traveling home and dealing with the airports offered a jolting contrast. Thanks for coming on the trip with me. Love, Erica

    • Thank you for your comments. I wish you could have been there, Deborah. You and Daniel would have been so moved by the experience, given your aesthetic sensitivities. It was such a joyful experience—but also terribly disturbing to see how fast the ice is melting. Much love, Erica.

  12. Hi Erica, its Christine from the airport in Dallas. I just arrived home from Antarctica and sat down to read about your adventures. Sounds like you had an incredible experience. Antarctica is a beautiful and majestic place and I am so thrilled that you were able to experience it. Thank you for sharing your stories about your adventures and the amazing people you met along the way. I wish Chris all the best and I am sure like all of the people who you touch, he is grateful for meeting you. I know I am!

    • What a totally lovely surprise to hear from you, Christine. Wow!! The Dallas airport seems like lifetimes ago after being in Antarctica. How did your adventures go there? What a treat to have met you. Many good wishes, Erica

  13. What a wonderful adventure you were able to go on! Thank you again for sharing it with all of us. Rest well Dear Erica and begin to dream of your next big trip. Galapagos Islands have been on my list since I was in 6th grade. Maybe that is something you would also love~and is closer to home! Welcome back and I hope you get your land legs back soon!

    • Thank you for your good wishes, Patty. I spent a lot of time in Galapagos in 1975 while I was in the Peace Corps in Ecuador. The park was gorgeous but unregulated then. I went with my Ecuadorian boyfriend. Neither of us had any money. We got a free ride in an army transport plane to the Galapagos Islands and then we stayed on a boat with a fisherman and ate fish exclusively. The park ranger said that if we caught a goat, we could eat it. The Park Service was trying to eliminate all animals that were not native and had been brought in the ships of the colonists—animals like goats and rats. My boyfriend caught one of the wild goats and I butchered it, having learned this art from my time with the Navajo. We roasted it on sticks. It tasted delicious. What we couldn’t eat we gave to a Swiss family, descendants of the colonists. When we returned to Quito, we arrived amidst gunfire from a coup d’etat. I hid in a nearby church until the shooting stopped and the president surrendered.

  14. My goodness, the tales are amazing, wonderful, inspiring, beautiful and full of loving energy! Chris’ story is a good one for so many young people especially. Good for him to deepen his life courage by coming through a terrible time. Love the animals, the water, ice and would love to be in that stillness too.

    Welcome home Erica!

    Cathy

  15. Hmmm, you and Sir. Robert certainly do make a good couple. Remember that knock on the back door was not by chance.
    I love this adventure you have had, Erica. I wish I had been with you, also. But, so, so happy you were able to do it thanks to your wonderful benefactors. I love you!!!

  16. Well Erica….everything I was going to comment on, has already been spoken….
    I agree with each one…I had to laugh out loud though…..when you said to two different persons….
    “I don’t know how I knew”… Ha ha!!!!!
    We thank you for taking us along….we sure enjoyed tripping around with you, big smiles!!!!
    We love you, admire your voracious courage, your inspiration and your willingness to share so deeply from your heart,
    Congratulations my dear, on all levels,
    Di and Erik

  17. Many blessings dear beauty and thanks for the ride to a place i may not see but have had the joy of your journey and yes we are all so tuned into whats around us . How delightful and enriching your sharings were with your shipmates. How to keep the inner glow and knowing from that pristine place, seems a step up in trusting yourself , as all your friends and patients do with gratitude. Much love

  18. I can barely stop crying long enough to thank you again for sharing this incredible journey with us, and to all of those who have shared their lives with you. (Tears of all shapes, sizes, and meanings…)
    Namaste, Jeraldine

    • I cry too when I think of the trip—tears of joy, tears from being profoundly touched by some of the stories I heard from my shipmates, tears of dismay seeing what we have lost after having seen this frozen version of the Garden of Eden. As you say, tears of all shapes, sizes, and meanings. It was a profoundly moving experience for me. Much love, Erica

  19. What a spectacular trip! Your life journey is so full of amazing and fulfilling adventures. You tell the story of your trips so vividly that you feel it. Storytelling is a treasured trait in my Norwegian and Irish heritage. I am not sure where you are headed on your next adventure – but this one will be hard to top!

    • You’re right, Perri, about not being able to top this trip. Truly, it was the most amazing trip of my life. Thank you for coming along with me virtually. I thought about how good you would feel in Antarctica–without any toxic chemicals to deal with. Much love, Erica

  20. ha ha! …telling people you don’t know how you know things. Maybe it’s time to come out of the closet and own your ability as an empath and medical intuitive. …just say’in 🙂

    • What a treat to hear from my friend, Koen. I loved spending time with you and Davinia in Antarctica. I feel happy and smile just thinking about the two of you. With love and hugs, Erica

    • Koen, did you read Part IV? You will see the pictures of us doing qigong on the beach. It might make you laugh. Love, Erica

  21. Ericka,
    How fantastic! I’m sure the benifits of your journey will carry many of us through our personal challanges.
    Thank you for sharing your insights, experiences, and love.
    So nice to see you thriving.

    • That’s so lovely, Cathy. Thank you. You were indeed “with” me. Sometimes I felt like I was taking this trip for the people who couldn’t make it there. Love you, Erica

  22. WOW….Thank – You for taking me there in so many ways…..Totally feeling it…reality check.That is real for sure…..All amazing..You are amazing..and YES you do look good with “that guy” I was thinking that when the photo appeared and before I read what was written below….It was all meant to be….Thank-you

    • I’m so happy that you were with me on the trip, Dorothy. Thank you for the comment about us being a good couple. Sir Robert is married to his mission and I am married to my medical practice. But we certainly liked each other. Love, Erica

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