Shape Shifter

hannah miller
Feb 24, 2017 · 2 min read

An old landmark tree used by the First People’s, and then by the Settlers marks a pass through the Rocky Mountains. Now it is wired in place, a dead sentinel, a monument to human journeys. A beautiful sculpture marking the centuries.

When you see it and commune with it, you are a member of a tribe moving on foot to the rivers of running salmon. You then imagine traveling by covered wagon to an unknown world.

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Story telling was a part of my history. I grew up on an Island in the Atlantic where oral stories were told for entertainment.

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