A lone crane flies through a narrow, neutral-colored passage towards unknown horizons. Intense textures and colors of land, water and sky permeate the backdrop; the deep textures are an analog of the potency of physical reality. My desire to inhabit higher frequencies require me to navigate through the conditioned interpretations and confinements of 3rd and 4th dimensions. A lone lotus, pink of the heart, reminds the solo flyer of its power; the quarter moon provides minimal illumination for the path. This enduring, benevolent winged air creature, is primarily following its inner magnetic compass. It is a fine reminder to hold the course when a truth has arrived and laid bare it’s essential knowing.