Two years ago, I sat in a small circle of peers and our guides– the desert winds blowing furiously in our faces and blinding our eyes with dust– in preparation to head out on a journey into the remote parts of Death Valley for 5 days on my own. With just water and some survival gear, without food or shelter, I would sleep on the earth floor, close to the bones, my body exposed to the elemental impulse of the wild gods.
