Rising from the Clouds
The moment when something changes after a long day in the clouds and fog, Mount Baker has risen. Looking into a scene like this when the mountain is still lost in the clouds to me is like soul searching and the process of self discovery. I know the mountain is out there and will eventually emerge from the fog, clouds and mist. Just as I know my authentic self, the essence who I am, has always been there just waiting to be rediscovered.
Not until we are lost do we understand ourselves.--Henry David Thoreau
