i am motivated by all means of vibrant, ecstatic co-creation: ritual, dance, sharing, music, healing with food and herbs, burning man, laughter, cultivation of abundance and biodiversity, plant medicine, o.b.e., dreaming, honoring synchroicity and myth-making.

i grew up in santa fe, new mexico, where a dried-up arroyo is a child's playground. here, i found shards of broken bottles, juniper berries, crumpled old grocery lists, rotting apricots, sparrow's eggs, piñon nuts ripe for rattling, petrified newspapers, quartz crystals, ristra-fallen chiles, arrowheads, and micaceous sand that sparkles in the high desert sunshine. magic remains my mirror. i make humble offerings to source, every day.

i live in northern california.

You are the sun in drag.
You are God hiding from yourself.
Remove all the “mine” – that is the veil.
Why ever worry about
Anything?
Listen to what your friend Hafiz
Knows for certain:
The appearance of this world
Is a Magi’s brilliant trick, though its affairs are
Nothing into nothing.
You are a divine elephant with amnesia
Trying to live in an ant
Hole.
Sweetheart, O sweetheart
You are God in
Drag!