I think you know that there is more at work here than our neat grid-works of logic and modern culture can manage.
The weave of unknown waits (beyond our new fangled architecture of objectivity,
This work is based on an understanding that there is magic in whole relationship with psyche bkdy and eartg might as well be called magic and all
all of humanity has roots there ( in whole relationship with the earth)
and that violence has claimed human trust and understanding of the forces we are made of and live within.
Cosmic pattern, harmony and reciprocity are as much a part of this life as utter chaos, fear and destruction.
And yet nobody taught you how to work with this momentum, both our inherent agency and the limits of our control in this life have been utterly confused, erased and trivialized
Indigenous wisdom
Story telling, Poetry, cyclical time keeping, naturalism remind our access to magic remind the necessity of asking for help
Consciousness craves love, love begs trust
This is a project to repair and expand our language with life and ease our addled, terrorized systems back into trust with the whole of what is at work here.
The stake couldn’t be higher. All tools are needed at this time.
I have learned to ask for help in my experiences coming undone, In unraveling to my individual threads and tracing them through my families stories and silence.
I have found answers in innumerable wise people and their traditions, in the patterns in the stars and planets and in the poetry all around me in the ecology.
The thing about getting sick in ways this culture, medical system cant face or fix… its faith or folly, self abandonment
This is my offering in trust that our collective pain and friction is dignified, it is the scarification of a truth that will hold us when we are broken and alone in the dark, when we are ablaze with power and know no limit.
I think there is a part of the heart that is inviolate. I feel we are growing a living, healing ecology that can endure and soothe this collective hurricane.
From my great-great grandmother birthing babies on kitchen table, to her daughters work with children and families as a psychologist, to my aunts work as an independent coach in deep listening and non violent communication.
This project is the product of reckoning and care in my ancestry. This is a labor of love that contains many lives.