Today I self-published my debut book of poetry Our Place in the Skies. We’ve been largely offline these last few years feeling into the next iteration of our work. Part of what we’ve come to conclude is how much we value creating a space of our own. We’ve done a lot of thinking and feeling and dreaming and healing and over the next several months we’ll have more to share.

What comes with my wellness Think of all the fire I’ll breathe Of the way the air will glisten As it comes to lend itself to me A storm is on its way And this one packs a melody Oh to feel at home again In the temple of my trinity Body, mind, and spirit I tend my gardens thoughtfully Won’t let dirty water near the blooms of my tranquility

White supremacy is adept at quiet infiltration; appearing absent even as it pulls the strings. Our clarity is it’s greatest threat. With clarity we can exercise discernment. With discernment we can learn to trust ourselves. Arriving fiercely in our power; to give voice to what we know: We deserve worlds better than the one that’s been built. And indeed we have the power; to tear down what harms us. And indeed we have the power; to rebuild.