Driving into the valley as the sun sets early in the fall months, the temperatures begin to drop as the desert air does not hold in the days heat. If you are in a van, be ready for a chilly night. Turning off my van, and it’s heater, the dashboard thermometer read 2 degrees Fahrenheit. Wandering back to bed, I crawled into my sleeping bag, turned on my red light, and read a quick story before trying to fall asleep. As the chill of the night crept through the walls, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep, so I got up, put on as many layers as I could, and headed outside to watch the stars. Taking in the illuminating sky, I understood why this place is said to be magical. This desert holds a power that humbled me, bringing me to my knees, and acknowledging my ephemeral position in this world.

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