“Spiny, spiky, strong protector who knows that after life there is
death, and after death there is life, and between, there is
between. Boundaries not for the sake of ease, or comfort, but for
the long deep search for holy waters beneath the crust of the
desert floor, and the patience and commitment needed to find them.
Guardian of graves and holy pilgrimages, healer of visible and
invisible wounds. The upwards spiral of time and evolution in which
trauma and old selves drop away, leaving our stark, undeniable
beauty bare to wind and sky and the unflinching gaze of the wild
deserts.”