Handwoven Life

Let me tell you what I love about you… It’s that handwoven life of yours. I imagine you walking through the forest wrapped in a patchwork quilt, like the one your great grandmother sewed by hand through stories. The one that hangs over your mother’s couch like...

Love In Cold Places

There is a theme to love stories and myths that come from the cold regions of the world. Life is hard in these places. Surviving requires a closeness to the elements, a deep respect of the natural world. Each person must concern themselves on a daily basis with very...

Question Weaver

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” -Zora Neale Hurston It seems I’ve been asking questions most of my life. Partially this is a personality trait. I am curious. I have always wanted to KNOW. Why are we here? What can I do with this life? Who...

Manifestation As Sacred Play

I believe we are here to dance. I believe we are made of equal parts sky and earth, essence and matter. We have bones and skin and eyes that are made of fine, sinewy things. Things that grow and shrink and grow again. We are as real as mud. We are as thick and dense...

Dancing With Questions

Sometimes, we must put our doing down. We must relieve ourselves from our buzzing and flying to be still in mystery. To be alone in vastness. We must let ourselves be swallowed by unknowing. There are questions that swallow us whole, and it should be this way. There...