There is no destination
On traversing the landscapes of my own heart, the only true final destination.
Slowing down to presence
What happens when I am always searching for the next thing? On finding presence in slowness.
Being alive is art
On gratitude, being alive as art, and the toxicity of trying to monetize your existence.
Not everyone wants to heal
Reflections on healing, projection, pain, and white-knuckling your way through life.
The year of Move
On listening to the body and trusting the words that choose you as divine guidance.