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Valerie Whitehawk (we/she/they)
storyteller // mover // bone setter // circle keeper // 🪙🎠
For the past couple of weeks, Ben and I have been treating a 95-year old woman. I didn’t expect to be so nervous the first time I assisted Ben on this case. The nervousness made me slower and more doubtful of myself. I was afraid to pull or press too hard, afraid to hurt her. My own mom was so rough and heavy-handed. So, I don’t always see myself as graceful or gentle. More than anything though, I think I just wanted to give her the best of me. But this 95 year old is tiny and still so fierce and present. She practices Tai Chi, takes small measured steps, prepares her check in advance, hoists herself up and down with precision and drives my grandma’s favorite car to see us three times a week. The last time we treated her, she and I got to talking while we waited for Ben. We talked about Los Angeles, the dampness of the Bay Area and then when I asked how she felt after her last treatment, her eyes met mine and she said she -felt a lot- after; the massage I had after, she said, was really great. You all haven’t mentioned it, but I wonder if there is an emotional component to the treatments. I looked at the other assistant and smiled. She explained that after our treatment she had a major emotional release in a dream, a lifetime of holding back unleashed, and when she woke up, she said felt so relieved. Her relief was the medicine I needed to anchor my focus this week.
It’s been an honor to treat so many different bodies in such a short amount of time. But, working with this particular body reminds me of what it was like to work with grandmother’s. That journey led me to this one—I know that, but I still wish I could have treated her at least a couple of times. Learning to attend to my grandma’s body was the ultimate lesson in intimacy, and breathing through the discomfort and the doubt and the avoidance was the best thing I’ve done for myself in this lifetime so far.
On the way to clinic today, Ben put on some Janice Joplin, not knowing she was my grandma’s favorite. Life is like this right now.
You know you got it if it makes you feel good. Yes, indeed
the light shifts to high priestess blue, birds begin to chirp, the crowd sinks deeper into the earth & begins to clap in anticipation, a single wild coyote yips her name into the ether, the yip multiplies & grows louder, the birds continue to chirp from places felt but unseen, she touches the ether with a few of her own notes, the light shutters in response, another coyote yips into the ether, it grows into one last wave, a coyote whistles flirtatiously, another invokes her fire boldly—a fusillade of joy parts time & space. she animates.
@sudanarchives
On February 27, 2026, the U.S. Forest Service approved new drilling around Pe’ Sla — the ceremonial heart of He Sapa, the Black Hills— over formal tribal objections, with no environmental review, under a document falsely claiming there are “no known Native American or Alaska Native religious or cultural sites within the project area,” about land a half-mile from Pe’ Sla.
Now the Bureau of Land Management has opened a 30-day comment window on the Dewey-Burdock uranium project — 50 miles from Pine Ridge, in Lakota treaty territory. The 1868 Fort Laramie Treaty appears in the review exactly zero times. The document resolving cultural harm to Lakota sacred sites won’t be signed until six weeks after the comment period closes.
When we pray & wage our energies against forces that take life, when we pray for balance & harmony, we’re working & praying for us all, not just for our own little clique or family. There are reasons why Lakota songs are sung by others all around the world.
Today, I’m submitting public comment to the BLM on the Dewey-Burdock environmental assessment—the deadline is May 14th & then I’m going to make some ☕️ & call the Bureau of Indian Affairs to request maps to the tracks of land & minerals we just inherited in the Black Hills, & on the Cheyenne River & Pine Ridge reservations.
https://action.lakotalaw.org/action/black-hills-mining
This summer we feel for ourselves what it could mean to rematriate land & resources that are choked by invasive contracts & systems, feel for ourselves what it will take.
La—means dear or precious. Stay fighting for what is precious to us.
4th birthday in the star camp; it’s our Hollywood Indian’s birthday—go for all the rides, live to ride, ride or die
🌻🎠🌻
4th birthday in the star camp; it’s our Hollywood Indian’s birthday—go for all the rides, live to ride, ride or die
🌻🎠🌻
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
So called Sioux Falls, South Dakota in T-7 days w/ Dr. @triabluwakpa T-10 days before we dance together in the iron tipi in front of & for & in collaboration w/ generations of prisoners of war/incarcerated indigenous relatives. We had a lot of fires to put out recently & I was juggling parallel stress about how little I’m ever allowed to know about why? & what next? & how the hell? & a little wrung out by the back-to-back tight rope acts this path keeps me on, so my aunt Erica put both her hands on my shoulders in her daughter’s candle lit bathroom, caressed my cheeks dry, & pressed her fire into mine & reminded me of how qualified I am to just to kick it from the heart & connect with birds in an iron cage. “I hate to break it to you hun but your whole life prepared you for this, you really don’t have to prepare for this flight, I mean just look at who raised us.”
1. My papi Flaco & I before he was deported back to El Salvador. I wear denim on denim every fall because of this foto.
2. Papi was an artist & would send illustrations like this payaso for future altars, ceremonies & trix.
3. Fragile Indian Pictures, 2021
4. Loca’s kitchen, Feb 2026. My mom spent the yr she was sentenced working in a women’s prison kitchen. “You just don’t know” is something she repeated often enough to remember.
5. “Obsidian Tongue” offering in dialogue w un registro público del documental Las canciones pintadas del Amazonas con la voz Herlinda Agustín for Salon de Gritos y Canzoni
6. Mom/Loca, Uncle Kenny/Jasper, my grandma Chris & my aunt Erica—family foto inside Pelican Bay State Prison
7.Dangeli’s dancing sovereignty similarly illuminates dance as integral to Indigenous peoples’ assertion of their self-determination. Dangeli builds on Michelle Raheja’s concept of “visual sovereignty,” which describes Native peoples’ authority & responsibility to represent themselves spiritually, individually, & relationally with humans & more-than-humans, & in ways that contribute to human and more-than-human healing (Blu Wakpa)
8-9. Circus Vargus research.
10. iykyk before the fall
11. Thank you Shy Boy & Joker for picking me up from kindergarten class
12. 🎥👂🏼
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Why does it feel like my esophagus is narrowing the longer I sing? What’s tongue got to do with it? Why does my grandma’s voice sound like that? What does it mean to throw voice? Who or what do I wanna throw my voice at? What does it mean to project? What the hell really is the diaphragm? How does it work? What’s jaw got to do with it? Where does it come from? Where else can it come from? How to warm up when there’s no time to warm up? Voice bound? Voice unbound? What should I be feeding my voice? How much of my output is tension inside the meat suit? What’s it feel like to sing freely? Go deeper? Is it bottomless? Will it shift? What causes it to shift?What kind of voice do I have? What can I plug into for maximum boom? What can I plug into for maximum mm? Am I exploiting little tools? What are the big tools? What’s the story? What’s the history? What would my voice story mean to all perspectives? How can I use my voice to keep the peace? How can I use my voice to disturb their peace? Have I taken my voice to the divine? What’s she got to say about it? What’s best for the children, the children’s children and my own inner child? What’s the spirit behind my breath? What’s it up to when I open my mouth? Who do I speak for? Who do I sing for? What does it mean to offer my voice? What does it mean to offer my voice in my body vs outside my body? What needs to be voiced? What needs to be unvoiced? Am I using my voice to build up or tear down? What else can my voice do? What else can this voice do? What else can voice do? Voice? Who’s voice is this? Who am I without this voice?
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
When/When:
May 30th, 11-2pm, DTLA
DM for invitation 🗣️✊🏽🫦
Deep tectonic shifting into new realities as we work out the architecture of the new earth—the difference in how this shifting feels to each of us is so jarring, isn’t it? We learn quickly because we have a knack for pattern recognition. In the past we didn’t harness that recognition well enough, so we might have used it to know things that weren’t really worth our time and energy & we’d spin out. These days we try to keep that gift trained on what feels epic, loving & everlasting & we learn a hell of a lot faster because some of you offer short cuts through your own embodiment; through your embodiment we can pick up the blueprint, receive it & run with it 🐎 We are so grateful to those of you that embody your gifts in ways that broadcast the feeling of pleasure, in ways that remind us that shifting can be harmonious, restful, slow & pleasurable.
We really like living with song birds. We like getting carried away by their sound waves no matter what we’re up to. Their voices & songs carry the blueprint of pleasure in them–thank fuck for song birds.
Deep tectonic shifting into new realities as we work out the architecture of the new earth—the difference in how this shifting feels to each of us is so jarring, isn’t it? We learn quickly because we have a knack for pattern recognition. In the past we didn’t harness that recognition well enough, so we might have used it to know things that weren’t really worth our time and energy & we’d spin out. These days we try to keep that gift trained on what feels epic, loving & everlasting & we learn a hell of a lot faster because some of you offer short cuts through your own embodiment; through your embodiment we can pick up the blueprint, receive it & run with it 🐎 We are so grateful to those of you that embody your gifts in ways that broadcast the feeling of pleasure, in ways that remind us that shifting can be harmonious, restful, slow & pleasurable.
We really like living with song birds. We like getting carried away by their sound waves no matter what we’re up to. Their voices & songs carry the blueprint of pleasure in them–thank fuck for song birds.
Deep tectonic shifting into new realities as we work out the architecture of the new earth—the difference in how this shifting feels to each of us is so jarring, isn’t it? We learn quickly because we have a knack for pattern recognition. In the past we didn’t harness that recognition well enough, so we might have used it to know things that weren’t really worth our time and energy & we’d spin out. These days we try to keep that gift trained on what feels epic, loving & everlasting & we learn a hell of a lot faster because some of you offer short cuts through your own embodiment; through your embodiment we can pick up the blueprint, receive it & run with it 🐎 We are so grateful to those of you that embody your gifts in ways that broadcast the feeling of pleasure, in ways that remind us that shifting can be harmonious, restful, slow & pleasurable.
We really like living with song birds. We like getting carried away by their sound waves no matter what we’re up to. Their voices & songs carry the blueprint of pleasure in them–thank fuck for song birds.
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Throwing Voice: A Vocal Technique Clinic
For all styles and backgrounds—gain a clear understanding of vocal mechanics as you develop your instrument through a series of directed exercises to help you unwind, resource, and explore vigorous vocal training in a relaxed supportive environment.
Who:
singers, poets, storytellers, comedians, performers, cultural bearers, seasoned & emerging activists, organizers, protectors, survivors, lovers, anybody looking for home in their own voice or navigating a shifting vocal landscape
What:
• Help you sing & throw voice more freely
• Increase access to your whole vocal instrument
• Help you locate & tap into unused sources of power to
shift your voice into a more desired gear
•.Model tactics for identifying & combating un-generative
narratives that impact confidence, posture & voice
• Facilitate strategic unwinding of the body & spirit for
freer access & exploration of vocal mechanics
• Address the somatics of physical tension (in places like
the jaw, shoulders, throat, knees and hips) locking, breath
coordination, resistance, holding, powering, etc.
When:
May 30th, 11-2pm
Where:
• Downtown loft/music & mvmnt studio in the Arts District
• Free & easy street parking
• Walking/biking distance from Pico/Aliso metro station
Energy Exchange:
• Donation based sliding scale
• Suggested donation $45 - $75
• NOTAFLOF
Feel free to DM if you’re interested & we’ll shoot you a personal invitation with more info. Please consider circulating & sharing with anybody you feel wants this kind of trained support right now. We’re here in the name of sharing, caring & activating.
Hosts:
@julianasnapper (she/her) is a contemporary singer, live performance artist, experimental theatre director, voice researcher & musicologist
@vwhitehawk (we/she) is a L.A born & raised storyteller & practitioner of healing arts
@m_0ther (she/her) is an audiovisual voyager, she revels in currents of friction, harmonics, & resistance & is often crossing (patch) cables & (vocal)chords
📽️: Marcha de las Mujueres, Valladolid, MX, 2024
📽️: Screening of Union & Q&A w/ @chris.smalls_ at the @harriettubmancenter, 2025
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Today was for water. It was either going to be Muscle Beach with @butchware the Green Party gubernatorial candidate I’ll be writing in on my own ballot to try and boost him onto the ballot for November -or- it was going to be an hour bike ride to Hollydale Park in South Gate to join East Yard Communities for Environmental Justice & water protectors @cameradeannie17 & Tina Calderon (Gabrielino Tongva & Chumash) on Paayme Paxaayt (LA River) to wage our spirits in political prayer for the degradation unfolding in our sacred waters right now.
Gratitude to @cameradeannie17 for feeling the immensity of your grief & then spinning it with the support of your community into on-site collective action. Being gathered by elders who know the songs to sing and when to sing them, being called on by elders to grieve, release, speak and act together, being encouraged by them to braid stronger through the storm is a lesson in itself–leadership can be firm and so beautiful.
Follow @theaqueductbetween for radical oral histories about water in L.A. as told by the indigenous people of tovaangar (los angeles) and payahuunadü (the owens valley)& @eycej for recaps, next right community steps, & opportunities to link up & serve.
As the sun set tonight, I watched and felt a big circle of concerned hearts throw their voices at the spineless actors responsible for this mess ripping through our communities. Little ones, seasoned ones, sundancing ones, angry ones, tired ones, activated ones— we all threw voice before the sun set.
In the spirit of keeping our voices lit for the causes, my housemates & I will be holding a voice clinic –this Saturday– for anybody who already throws or wants to learn how to throw their voice further, deeper, louder, etc, etc. @julianasnapper is a professional operatic singer & enabler, let her help you go off before she takes off for the season.
More details to come 💚
Also, if you see oiled animals out there: Don't touch them. Instead, call the Oiled Wildlife Care Network’s hotline at 1 (877) 823-6926. The sooner you call it in, the better the animal’s chance of survival.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Trying hard not to rush & force-bite my way through to the chewy center, trying to not force too much sense on the things we did together, the things we still do together, or the things we will do together soon. Sometimes we get real Jupiter in Leo for a Leo Rising lucky & someone good sets a perfectly shaped breadcrumb down for us to follow. There was this 🌚in Libra last Oct that’s circling back around today. I remember setting altar & then slipping into a @caforthearts webinar series called Bridging Creativity & Care that over a few months spelled out ways that practitioners & therapists use the arts to help kids & people in general confront & reconcile internal knots, which in a nutshell is what we did with our grandma in our home for 3 yrs until she transitioned. We turned a 2bedroom apt into a rehab center, our living room into a black box theatre, our closets into photobooths, our bathroom into an altar, the beach & our community garden into stages. We all played roles & performed shed & release perpetually together until she was as light as a feather & ready to fly.
We picked Long Beach for the fire red mustang ride because that was where parts of her were still stuck–an overdose gone way wrong, a mean slip in a hotel tub, rideless & a lil lost. So, we went back to the stuck place together, packing all the things she needed then–tea, coffee, burritos, a ride there & back, a good jacket, someone close to kid around with, a sunset, the ocean, a dock, janice joplin, a chocolate covered banana on a stick, quality time, a guide, a prayer. We all know the body remembers, that it keeps the score, but something about the energy of going back to one of her stuck places together, packing the heat of our unified confrontation–us against the knot–proved enough to eclipse the hurt that was stuck there. We unstuck that shit together & made more room for her to receive the many blessings of the universe that were trying to make it to her on her way out of this realm.
So grateful for all the breadcrumbs & reeses pieces leading me back to the center where it feels best.
Only those who have had visions of the ____ of the west can act as _____. They have ___power and they share some of this with all the people, but they do it through ____ actions. When a vision comes from the ____ of the west, it comes with terror like a thunder storm; but when the storm of vision has passed, the world is greener and happier; for wherever the truth of vision comes upon the world, it is like a rain. The world, you see, is happier after the terror of the storm.
– someone, some year, in some book written w/ someone’s help
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