There are places in our lives where when we stand, we feel at home. A place of Zen that both seeds dreams and reminds humans of their fragility. The Utah desert is that place for me. A place that sings the harmony to my melody. Even when I’m there for three short days, I feel a union between my body and the Earth. And know that I am home.
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October 27 2013
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