Cultivating truth & tenderness through these precarious times.
Tending to a resilient hearth fire for our shared healing & liberation.
Maybe you recognize that this is not the time for maintaining the appearance of business-as-usual. Perhaps the moment for false painted façades has passed and you're finished succumbing to the oppressive status quo. You might be sick of painting broad brush strokes across the nuances of being human and tired of striving so hard to be something you're not. You might be moving through something you can't quite explain or struggle to make sense of. You may be yearning to feel a sense of resolve, of deeper meaning, of confidence and integrity in yourself and trust in the world.
I'm here to invite you to get raw, get messy, and get really fucking honest.
What might it mean to honor what makes us different? To reclaim what's been exiled and to dance ourselves into our unanswered questions?
Let's midwife the collapse of what is no longer working and compost the shit into soil to grow from.
Let's imagine a divergent conclusion and a new, emergent way of being human together.