This line speaks volumes about how nature, particularly places as grand as the Yellowstone Canyon, have the power to strip away the superficial layers of who we think we are and reveal something truer, deeper.

It’s a reminder that sometimes the most profound personal growth happens when we allow ourselves to be humbled by the sheer scale and timelessness of nature.

As someone who spent 3 of my childhood years in New Mexico, one of the things I miss most are those big skies....

The feeling of insignificance in the face of something so vast can be oddly freeing, don’t you think?

Thanks for sharing!