Essays

When I pass into the next soul walk, beyond the veil of this material realm, may I lay this precious body down in reverence and devotion. With deep gratitude for all she has carried me through, for every whisper offered in the…

We’re a few days into autumn in the Northern Hemisphere, and I’ve been listening for what this season is asking of me. The turning of a season marks time, yes. It also changes the way we tend our lives. The air cools.…

Witchcraft, Desire, and the Forgotten Craft of Being Alive

AI, moral outsourcing, and our addiction to reacting before we think

On red, deep listening, and the ground beneath everything.

On Returning to Art Soul retrieval, devotional practice, and remembering how to play I had forgotten how to play. I have wanted to be an artist since I was a little girl. Not in some casual, passing way. I mean it lived…