There is a way of life that exists between the wilderness and faith—a way that once belonged to all of early humanity, now dwelling only in the untamed cracks of the world.

Though the wilderness may shrink, wildness never fades. It is rooted in our instincts, which is why we still long for nature and seek the outdoors. Standing barefoot on the earth, feeling the wind through our pores, brings true solace. In the cracks of freedom, long-restrained wildness surges with immense energy.

At an altitude of 3,500 meters, enveloped in the pine-scented smoke of the mountains, we witnessed a life brimming with primal strength. Among the Tibetan people, the ritual of Sang offering honors the gods of the land and sky. They continue to believe in the spirit within all things, maintaining a close connection with nature. What we romanticize as the great outdoors, to them, is simply home—boundless and unconfined.

Human beings are shaped by the land they inhabit. Each region differs in soil, flora, fauna, language, customs, culture, and faith. When people remain in one place long enough, its spirit begins to shape them in return. This is the power of the land.

Yet, nature also offers the possibility of unity. Once we step into the wilderness, the instincts etched in our genes awaken. Vast differences are softened by shared, familiar symbols. A single point of connection can dissolve unfamiliarity. Boundaries blur within nature, merging into vibrant colors and pulsating life.

We all long to journey into the unknown, to explore uncharted territories. Even those who live close to nature never cease to move forward.