Here’s a short reflection I had sipping coffee watching the sun rise through the elephant grass… We come from the Unknown,and we carry its dust in our bones.Born of stars and silence,we arrive trailing the breath of the void,a question […]
Somewhere between the womb and the wave,between the clenched fist and the open hand,there is a rhythm. It is not rushed.It is not forced.It is the rhythm of becoming. This morning, I drew three cards from the Osho Zen Tarot.And […]
this ongoing remix practice (of mine)is the heartbeat of evolution itself,a rhythmic, recursive dance of becoming (what am i becoming?). it feels like an innate biological imperativewoven deep into my DNA, a pulse, a vibration, a call-and-response echoe across ec(h)osystems. […]