Photography
12 x 12″
The years before my Mother passed away, I flew cross country frequently to help with the numerous needs and to ease my mental health as she faded into the ether. I’d tuck into a window seat for the day-long journey. Flying gave me wings to get there, the speed to know I’d not miss another sacred moment and the strange euphoric freedom that being hurled 600+ miles an hour through the atmosphere creates within our nervous system. It was both exhilarating and horrifying…reminders “We are Travelers” on this big blue rock.
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