EXPLORING THE SEEN and UNSEEN MYSTERIES OF MATTER and SPIRIT THROUGH THE BODY, EARTH, PSYCHE and SOUL
CEREMONY OF
SOIL, SOMA and SOUL.
BODY as the COMPASSIONATE WITNESS – our MARKINGS of MATTER that BLEED the POETRIES of LIFE.
COSMIC POETRY of the WOMAN
I turn toward beauty. The tender and the thunder.
I sing and the earth sings back.
I want to go where time slows, where love gets very, very loud.
CREATURA
creature ; creation of god
The woman’s body is a deeply intelligent river through which consciousness dances. The body is poetry for a language older than language.
Returning to what it means to be alive.
Remembering we are creaturas of mother earth.
Temporal temples of atoms that has belonged to this earth for 4.8 billion years. We’ve belonged to this universe for 8 billion beyond that.
We contain multitudes, we are quantumly entangled with all that is and ever will be, we are so cosmically connected.
The woman’s body is a deeply intelligent river through which consciousness dances. The body is poetry for a language older than language.
Through every rebirth and underworld, photography has been a conduit for how I understand myself through every phase of my own heroines journey.
My work now is a blend of all the things that shake my soul, dance with the mystery and remind me “I’M ALIVE.”
I do not limit myself only to photography anymore, because I believe as women we contain multitudes, and we ought to explore it all in order to bridge matter to the magic. I now blend my art into devotional containers for women that ignite the spirit, softens them into body’s poetry, expand consciousness, channel cosmic compassion, and celebrate BEING A CREATURA OF GOD.
Just as I’ve shapeshifted, my work has transformed with me.
HONORING the HEROINE
PHOTOGRAPHY as WITNESS
BODY as ORACLE
PLANTS as TEACHERS
COSMIC level COMPASSION
I do not limit myself only to photography anymore, because I believe as women we contain multitudes, and we ought to explore it all in order to bridge matter to the magic. I now blend my art into devotional containers for women that ignite the spirit, softens them into body’s poetry, expand consciousness, channel cosmic compassion, and celebrate BEING A CREATURA OF GOD.
Let’s embrace the mystery, here and the now, the woman you are, and the joy of being deeply alive.
Tapping into the tender, liberating the soul, trusting the body.
An online garden in the digital matrix for women of matter and spirit.
Come hang in the garden, we’re sowing seeds and digging up rubies from the mud.
Gathering the shapeshifters, the beauty seekers, & lovers of mystery.
a FEMALE-FOCUSED LANDING SPACE within THE DIGITAL MATRIX for WOMEN to EXPLORE, CONVERSATE, EMBODY and EXPAND
When a human dies, the soul moves
through the universe trying to describe how a body trembles
when it’s lost, softens when it’s safe, how a wound would heal
given nothing but time. Do you understand? Nothing in space can
imagine it. No comet, no nebula, no ray of light
can fathom the landscape of awe, the heat of shame.
The fingertips pulling the first gray hair
and throwing it away.
I can’t imagine it,
the stars say. Tell us again about goosebumps.
Tell us again about pain.
– Andrea Gibson
When a human dies, the soul moves
POETRY of woman & earth
the heroine’s journey
bending LIGHT & TIME
quantum witnessing
returning to the WILD feminine
COSMIC compassion
intelligence of SOMA & soil
elemental expression
