Introduction
When I look at this cityscape, I see more than buildings. I see a whisper of my past — the years I worked and walked among the towers, shaping a life within their rhythm. The shimmer of plants speaks to resilience, to the quiet ways light endures.
From this image came a deeper reflection, one that carried me beyond memory into the mystery that calls me home. We each meet thresholds — not only crossings, but mirrors of who we have been and who we are becoming. Laurel
