A PERSONAL INQUIRY
about
i understand myself as a vessel for life. i am devoted to sensing, to integrate, to listen into all forms of intelligences available to me. to invite us into allowing ourselves to come apart, to dissolve, pausing in the liminal space in between. rooted in humility and awe and curiosity. allowing myself to stumble in my human-being with all clumsiness and insecurity and love and rage and joy and grief.
i trust our sensing, our collective longing for being held, trying to do participate in weaving a web that can hold us and i stand firm in the prayer of orienting toward love will carry justice and care for all of life.
i am tending this space to invite us into practice: diving into our wells, reflecting on privilege, using it strategically toward liberation, and stepping into responsibility
because none of us is free until all of us are free.
positionality
i inhabit a white body, am socialized as female, use the pronouns she/they, have the blessing of an abled body and am continuously trying to untangle myself from the harmful systems of separation both around and within us. i share my lens so you can see where this work grows from, and navigate it with awareness.
lineage
my work is not mine alone. it grows from a forest of teachers, ancestors, movements and dreams known and unknown, human and more-than-human.
i hold gratitude for my teacher dana reina téllez and timo-lia gabeleins for initiating me into the work of social justice, and for the written teachings of grada kilomba, robin wall kimmerer, bayo akomolafe, joanna macy, francis weller, vanessa andreotti, rae johnson, priya parker, resmaa menakem, tema okun, jaiya john and the unwritten lineages carried in their work. i am in awe by the generosity of the humans that allowed me to sense collectivity at the sacred activism gathering in montenegro, to rawan roshni and saed and marijana.
to eva and cale, akhilesh and andrea for initiating me into the universes of sound and yoga and zenthai shiatsu. i honor that these practices carry centuries of wisdom, alongside histories of pain, loss, and extraction. may i continue to learn from them with appreciation, humility and care.
shaleah and sara for the generosity of your time, for unlearning and weaving together and for dreaming and sensing, making the otherwise feel alive and possible.
i am held by a web of roots made from family by blood, my parents, my sister. together we practice life and love. and from my family by choice who inspire and ground me and have gifted me the feeling and practice of belonging. to kerttu, hannah, änni, mohan, lenni, geraldine and lou.
and for the teachings of the places that have known me, the hill behind my parents house, the ginko tree, the waters splashing over the malecón in havana, the burnt trees of the blue mountains, the roaring ocean and heavy rains in búzios, the river waters in quinta da carva, the weeds cracking through the tar in berlin. and dance.
"Do not say you are not a dancer. Even your molecules are dancing. You are the motion of the universe choreographed across a lifetime to the sacred rhythm of being."