Getting into the desert, surrender your mind to your senses and just meld with it. The desert let me listen to silence.
Light is fierce in the morning, gentle in the evening, so sharp dark at night... just the stars to follow while the wind whispers. Time is given by your pulse and breath. Empty vast space lets your mind reshape the landscape, touching every texture with your eyes, feeling the shadows come alive while the temperature is under your skin...
The desert has its own language, a tough one, a pure one.
A visit, a while ago, to Joshua Tree National Park. This experience is the beginning of a new relationship with silence... in the desert.