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It feels hard to work, care, laugh or look forward when war is on the streets only 1,200 miles away. Outraged and devastated that death is ruling supreme not just here, but every corner of the world. What are we doing if not caring for humanity? What is the purpose of power and why does it capitalize our imagination and actions?
Look for comfort in hard times with the people who make you feel seen and loved. I’m here for you, too.
Adventure on O’ahu; a much needed vacation with biking, surfing, climbing, and sweating. Filmed on the Sony Cybershot from my childhood. Lucky to have a bud who will say yes to my crazy ideas 💖
The Eklutna Cemetery houses more than 100 spirit houses, small, wooden homes that give the dead a resting place.
Before converting to Russian Orthodoxy, the Dena’ina Athabaskan’s cremated their dead, which allowed them to revisit their past before going to the high country, yuyan, the sky, or heaven. The Orthodox Church, however, does not believe in cremating and banned the practice. This left the Dena’ina people worried the spirits would become confused and bother the living. And so, spirit houses were designed to appease the departed and comfort the living. ✨
Today is my two year anniversary as a freelancer/entrepreneur/hustler/optimist. This lifestyle takes all of you and more, and I won’t sugarcoat the realities of “going out on your own” meanwhile convincing yourself that you’re not technically unemployed. But, I can genuinely say, this decision has been one of the most formative and self-defining actions I’ve undergone; moving toward what’s scary and digging up the hidden layers. I never expected to make it two years, but the need for social, political and environmental justice and humanity’s breaking heart is my motivator.
With the immense love, grace and softness my friends, family, partner and self provide, I know I’ll be okay. Thank you to everyone who’s shown up when I need it the most and to those who want to make art— let’s talk!
I am afraid of indifference. I am afraid of losing. I’m afraid of saying no without thinking and yes with too much feeling. What does it mean to be settled, but still reaching. Can we be one and the same?
2024 was powerful, intimidating, honest and raw. I want more and yet I want to find the point of stillness. Here’s to next year and to never stop caring, creating and crying. auld lang syne my dear!
*this is what I really wanted to say*
There is a softness. There is power. There is a RAWR in the tumbling over and onto the other Sides of strong and soft, holding and releasing. Holding and swaying and swinging and prying open. What is there to hold when none of it is ours? When we came here with nothing to give or get? Crossing the line from deserving to earning. Our divine hearts are turned inside out & To create is the life we were all given. But our eyes are down and past what we feel. Our shoulders chasing our toes. Unable to pivot and ask We tumble until we fall onto the other side again.
What if this is all really real and we get to say yes, please, more! What if we’re IN IT right now and tomorrow and the next day and the next is how it’s meant to be? What if trust is something we promise ourselves, forever and always. What would you do if this was it and you didn’t need anything more?
