Canyonlands National Park in Utah offered some of the most uplifting vistas of our whole western trek. A vast sandstone peninsula or mesa hovering 2,000 feet over the Colorado River basin provides an enduring 100 mile view in three directions. Indeed, Utah's canyon rivals that of the Grand in Arizona. 
My wife and I commented on the vast openness of the land and sky. It seemed like we were intimately part of the rhythms going on there.On one pathway sign we stopped to reflect on a poignant perspective:
To a life that accepts Nature's hand in sculpting an individual expression- Nothing is exempt.
From the mellifluous rhythm and tone of the wind chimes, to the transitional cloud- Nothing exists alone.
All things thrive and whither in confluence with one another.
So it is: the paradox of our divinity. ~ Dave Buschow
