My work is the evolving compilation of questions, reflections, lessons, and outgrowths as I navigate my living experience and dreaming, while also ongoingly looking for the unsettling, probative, nourishing, and wondrous entanglements and engagements that synchronistically present and weave themselves together before me.  The writings and imagery that flow from me are my attempt to share some semblance of ponderings, perceptions, and processings that I traverse through, with the acknowledgement that as I grow, so too may perspectives that’ve come through me fall away.  Outgrown.  Honoring that where we are is where we are each supposed to be in any given moment.

Such an awareness of death and rebirth cycling has already transpired many times through the inquiries of life that have led me to here, and I have witnessed many others swim through similar waters in their own ways, so it is naïve at best to portray that my work is fixed, complete, or will be without flaws or preferences. Even in a perfect flow state, it does not work like that.

Additionally, contrary to popular opinion, I don’t actually agree with mainstream discourse that asserts that biases and preferences are a bad thing. Is there not room to hold space for awareness of them, while also recognizing that no human is without them? Literally not one. The latter point being, that if you as an explorer have such expectations up front, aim to force homogeneity of thought onto others, are not interested in acknowledging your preferences too are without question also biases, or hold a creator to a point of stasis or perfection at any moment in time, this may not be an appropriate outlet for you to tune into.

One of my favorite aspects of humanity and a long-standing mantra of mine is that humans are perfectly imperfect. While I have extended it to a multitude of others for far longer, this step out of my own shadow of personal censorship is my own way of honoring such grace for myself. I cannot understate the gratitude I have for those that have inspired me to follow my own path, known and unknown. Nothing comes to fruition in our lives in insolation. It is my hope that by me sharing and growing in my own expressive capacities, others are also empowered to more holistically trust in their own intuitive faculty and development.

Having said that, I am a lover of stories in all of their dimensionalities.  In an era of accelerated tensions and widespread reappropriation of sovereign storytelling, I am fascinated with where commonalities and shared meaning are found, just as I am in awe of and deeply humbled by the incongruous nature of lived experiences, individually and ancestrally.  While we are each individuals, I have yet to disentangle the relationality significance of our intergenerational experiences and heritages.

To the contrary, my life has been vastly enriched by those very threads in ways that are very hard to put into words.  Regardless and as a result, my work does not shy away from contemplations and stories as interpreted from my individual lens and also stemming out from my ancestral experiences.  Though I may lean into and speak from an ancestral perspective at times as a storytelling tool, I am in no way projecting my lens or views or experiences onto or as representative of any nor all that may share in common heritage with me.

Because my journey and observational orientation has led me to embrace that humans are not only storytelling creatures, but we are storyliving beings as well.  Whether myth or science, history or politics, money or law, individuals or groups, stories are what shape our notions of reality, and reality is what humans construct in their aims for participating in world making.  It is hard to say much of anything is not but a story at its essence once brought into the intelligence of the heart or mind.  In that our storytelling capacities may be one of the more exceptional traits that enable us as creators of our worlds and distinguish humans uniquely within the larger web of life, I am not so certain that it is something we should so hastily strive to discard because of temporary or inescapable discomforts.  Is discarding it even a possibility truly?

Coming full circle, of all the substratum that most influences my life and work, it is to nature I turn when seeking grounding and movement for insights out of stagnancy.  From my perspective, there is so much wisdom for any of us to tap into directly for expanding our own sense of wonder and gnosis in the space between the natural world and an awareness of the mystical nature of existence by peering through the hologram of matter itself.  Though it is undeniable that we can find a myriad of teachings in many places we look in nature, I find it more helpful a mirror for intuitive clarity and expressions in that it is tangibly observable and touchable and palpably before any of us.  Accessible to all that are alive.  Through everything I have been through, it is nature alone that has ever been there for me, as nature is for any with the senses to witness nature witnessing them.

Thus, while there are not many things I strongly resonate with in notions of identification, when it comes to living out an embodiment, nature is most definitely something of immeasurable value while here, for me.  We are a part of the ecology of this biosphere, and we are never not in nature and of nature so long as we are breathing life in this realm.  If there was any simple way to summate the overarching context of how I approach and perceive the world, it would be from the orientation of human ecology.  In that ecology is the study of relationships between living organisms and their environments, human ecology therefore includes the addition of exploring our relational nature therein.  May these elements come through in the larger body of work that comes through me.

With that said, I am always open to respectful and authentic engagement and feedback, none of us exist in isolation or a vacuum.  However, life is too short from my perspective to expend energy where demands for homogenous thinking persists, or dignity of divergent opinions is not honored.  I’m going to be very upfront that context is much appreciated for minimizing misunderstandings, but it is also not the obligation of any to agree, including me.  At the end of the day, if my work is something that resonates with you, I hope you find worth in and enjoy it, just as if it is something that upsets or bores you, I hope you release it and move on in peace.