BlogHide Resteemspiscesorion (32)in photography • 8 years agoDreaming of my ninth lifeDo we face the mirror each day asking who we are-or asking who we were? Do we recognize the one we long to become-does it stare us back asking to be allowed to come forth? Or is it only the…piscesorion (32)in introduceyourself • 8 years agoA conversation in the Wasatch Mountains In 1992 I was 22 years old and I'd just left Minneapolis to start a job at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. There are wilds in the West that have always held my…
