we are here
We are here.
Your path of living and mine have intersected in this way, at this time. How curious. How strange. How wonderful. Of all the places we could be, we are here. Just here now. And we will never be here again – not in exactly the same way. We are changing. This is changing.
Where is here?
Who are we?
What is this?
I am playing and dancing and wrestling with these questions in this love letter. What you will find here is my art. And by art, I mean anything that one or more people make, or bring into being, that can help the ones expressing it, or others who encounter it, to notice, attune to, and appreciate more of what is true - more of what is true about themselves, each other, and the world.
I am making it. It is making me. I am making it for me – and for you. I am making it because I want to. Because I am afraid to. Because I can. Because I must.
I don’t know how often I will post. I’m not sure what themes will emerge. My promise to me and to you is to keep showing up and to share as generously and openly as I can.
May all our connections and explorations be infused with curious wonder and unreasonable joy.
Be well.
What a beautifully open, heartfelt love letter. Thank you for putting it out into the world. I feel as though I have stumbled across a four-leaf clover. Simple, elegant, and rare, with me feeling so lucky and charmed to encounter it.
What a beautiful beginning... of the many pathways that will cross, and move alongside one another as we all share our hearts and creative spirits. I am grateful that we have stumbled upon one another in this wondrous and mysterious universe.