a living journal . . .
this space is an evolving archive of who i am and what i create.
here, i share art, words, and moments in motion. it's not meant to be structured, performative, or complete - only present.
i have a question
and i want to hear what you think! if i we're to sell my art, either prints or original pieces, would you be interested in my work? ♡, fin
challenges.
may we remember that our most challenging experiences are the most valuable. these moments of pressure and hardship shape us in the most intense, alchemical way. when we are faced with discomfort, we are being handed a lesson waiting to be realized, space to ask, "why is this showing up in my reality? what can i learn from this?" the reflection of people, situations, etc. is an invitation into your own heart. it gently calls you to be honest, curious, and kind with your own b
mulberries
the mulberries dropped today so fresh you could eat them off the ground and i did bathed in rain and swollen with juice they are large and prolific with a subtle sweetness that always makes my throat itch but i indulge anyway i pick one and its neighbor falls right into the bowl the tree is rich the kind of fullness that reveals ten new berries with each step that squashes the fruit and stains my feet last year there was lack small and sparse but now i am blessed with a gift
a poem
the catalpa trees have begun to release their blooms their smell is subtle, simple, and sweet like rain if i were a fairy, her white petals with yellow streaks and purple flecks, would hold my slumber, restorative and peaceful and deep there is a deer in the field, she is quiet, kind, and beautiful sometimes we unite, hearts together my palms open, her ears twitching our eyes reciprocating, a love beyond words that is true and pure the worms in the soil are full, of humus, jo
aphantasia
something that you probably don't know about me is that i have aphantasia. what this means is that i don't visualize ... at all. apart from one isolated experience, i have never seen anything in my minds eye. since i was born, it has always been black. i understand that my soul chose to perceive reality in this way for a reason, that this attribute is not a burden, but a blessing. i actually didn't even know that other people formed mental images until only a few years ago. i
chris + will podcast
i had the honor of being interviewed on chris and will's show "what about our life?". they did an amazing job of making healing feel accessible and helping souls come home to themselves. go check it out and let me know what you think! https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-what-about-our-life-47038970/episode/714-fin-333680511?app=listen ♡, fin
education
when i go to school . . . i learn what one white man did 200 years ago instead of how to grow our own food in community gardens today. i learn how to raise my hand and follow instructions instead of how to honor my body and regulate my emotions i learn how to find 'credible sources' instead of how to listen to and trust my own intuition. i learn how to tolerate being around certain people instead of how to set boundaries and remove those people from my experience. i learn the
polarity
the goal is not to be right or good as opposed to being wrong or bad. the goal is to transcend polarity. to find equanimity and equilibrium. to integrate both poles and live from the unity that emerges when you do. find balance and wholeness, rising above the unconscious compulsion of the personality to pick a side, and simply resting as the conscious observer of all. the one that contains all that is. both light and dark, form and formlessness, joy and pain. allowing the dua
🌼 easter 🌸
hi friends, on this easter day i felt pulled to revisit a message that came through for me on easter of 2025. it landed differently and deeper a year later and i felt called to share it with all of you. listen with your heart and take only what resonates . . . disclaimer : this channeled message was brought through using A.I. this first message comes through the frequency of Easter, Rebirth, Christ Consciousness, and Unity with Source. Beloved child of light, On this sacred
presence
listen, feel, taste, watch, smell. this moment will never return in the same way. no amount of language or description will ever express the raw presence of an experience. it cant be documented or explained. the emotion, the ambiance, the texture of living. fully immerse yourself in the quality of this now, the beauty and benevolence that is here. the essence of the human journey cant be replicated. there is a certain tone of energy, passion, and vitality that can only be kno









