The sacred excavation of helixed antiquity and brand-newness.
What happens when we attribute our self worth to our accomplishments? Our grades? To the system that chooses to label us with job titles, and degrees; a system that was constructed to tell us what our worth is, instead of the other way around.
A weird learning disability, odd discussion topics, and more: I freak people out.
Your every step can’t help but grind riots of inquiry into the dusty dirt.
This hunger is what is meant to keep our hearts beating.
A personal encounter into the world of somatic therapy.
One semester when I was 9 or 10, I decided I would get all A's.. to please my mother.
The onus is, and has always been, ours.
