The Woolsey Fire reminded us that we are powerless. 

What we loved was charred beyond recognition. The monuments we build can be gone in an instant. 

What do we really own?

Our resilience.

We rise, take our place in nature, and accept the way things are.

What is lost? What is found?

The strength to rise, like a strong spine

Reimagine the future.

Reach for the heights.

Rebuild.

Accept the way things are, finding courage to see things in a new light.

To accept transformation.

To reach for the sky.

The hearts of trees, devoid of roots that once reached deep into the soil

that were unearthed by natures cleansing fire and torrential storms

to be reborn.

This piece is a beacon to empowerment.

We all have inner strength we can harness.