Beloved, i want all of us stripping. Stripping all that makes us itch for more and keeps us from being present with what is. Stripping what has spread to us imperceptibly and proliferated quietly, creating endless cycles of patterned behavior. i want us to clear our body/soul/minds of all that is not ours through daily release practices and regular purifying rituals done on our own and together. And more than anything, i want us to let our hair down and move in this world untamed and free. 

In April, I moved into the 2nd floor apartment of a quaint multi-family home that felt like hitting the jackpot to my son and the answer to ancestral prayers to me. The home has beautiful features. My favorites are the covered front porch, copper painted radiator pipes with leaf engravings, deep window sills ideal for sun worshiping plant roommates, and a view of Mahicantuck, the “river that flows both ways”, also known by the colonizer’s name of Hudson. 

Even while surrounded by and immersed in people, experiences, opportunities, and spaces which keep my cup filled, the memory of not having enough is strong like the pull of gravity - it influences my movement even when I am not conscious of it.