The Eastern Sierra dream-scape patterned onto the world.

Shinny, shimmering glimpses of a life perpetuated by life.

Ebbing and flowing.

Catching currents of the wind and riding the crest of the crashing waves of a reality dreamed into being.

Crossing boundaries and borders.

Seeping through the cracks.

Grabbing hand holds to pull through to the higher level of freedom.

Being.