Power Line/Contrail

Power Line/Contrail | East Wenatchee, WA | 2017

The thin line between matter and vapor — the physical and ephemeral — begs occasional acknowledgment. At the edge of sleep, we often flutter back-and-forth from one world to the next, one state of consciousness to another. In nature — atop mountains, in deep forest, gliding underwater — we can sometimes glimpse a shimmer of veil between here and … well, there. In meditation, doesn’t it feel as if the Great Void beckons? You only need to see or sense this otherness once to yearn for it again, and yet again.