A Year or More Later...
Well shoot… I always want to write more. But I actually record voice memos almost on the daily—sometimes free-style poetry sometimes silly songs… which leads me to my newest scariest commit to myself. To Sing.
Yep, I’ve booked the vocal teacher in his recording studio, in pursuit of this closeted truth: I Love to sing. All the time. I use my voice, tones, sounds, and moans to collaborate with folks on the massage table, to encourage breath in yoga lessons, and to brighten friend’s days as I sing and drive to work.
If you’ve ever received a happy birthday video from me…lets just say its special :)
The other thing I’ve committed to subtly and happily is to pursue community, new friendships, and professional/personal relationships that support and reflect my inner workings. Like BIG transformational, societal-personal-generational-healing-let’s get to the nitty-gritty kind of work. I’ve taken the focus off of my desire to be boo-ed up. Sorry boys and girls, I’m off the market. And get back to this feral but finessed activist, healing artist, and embodiment advocate that I am. It’s rad.
In all honesty, Santa Fe, NM my hometown is beyond humbling, extreme in the elements, hard to break through, and insists on breaking you…or me, but in a good way ish. I left in 1995 at 17… and in 2022, I came back not knowing why, or what, or who would be by my side. I left a very robust, eclectic to say the least, vibrant community in NYC. And 2022 was rough. I wasn’t prepared. I wasn’t even aware. I felt like all my trauma, all my drama, and all my karma was right there: in my FACE. A little bit like being threatened on the elementary playground. And I took off my earrings and braided my hair for the fight… except I was fighting myself.
So I traversed state-lines and tried to blend my life with the wildness of Colorado. I tried to quiet my nervous system. I tried to be sober. And I succeeded. I walked to the river everyday. I sang to a tiny human whom I still love to this day. I danced in a garage and cleaned out the spirits of someone else life so that I wouldn’t have to deal with mine. I became an advocate, an ombudsman. I taught a little. I I gave a lot. And somewhere deep in the trying, there was a younger version of me that encouraged me to check in with my surroundings: do I feel safe? do I feel respected? do I feel valued? do I feel loved?
It was basic somatic inquiry and self-discovery but it was advanced because in the answers, I was guided to go back “home”.
And turns out, I had to leave again to come back to myself. I am Home became my mantra: wherever I am, I am Home. I belong. Here. And there. Everywhere I arrive I bring my songs; I bring my strength; I bring my suffering. Being human is wild and boring and wonderfully challenging. Anywho…So I’m going to keep singing and writing and I am even carving out space, time for collaborations + celebrations + transformative invitations so I thought I’d invite you to one:
Thai Healing Touch Offering
An Invitation for A Soft Opening
A Soft Opening on 6-acres Riverfront Property: Field Trip organized & Curated by _redthread_
May 31st, 10am-8pm
Guided Breathwork + Meditation + Reiki by The River with Alison Breckner
Sauna & River Plunge (BYO Bathing Suit)
Integral Healing Arts is setting up a Thai Massage Healing Corner
Complemented by Brunch & elevated Dinner in the outdoor dining area.
Hiking or not. Plenty of Time to Rest
TO REGISTER AND FIND OUT MORE INFO
**Option to book Friday & Saturday night at Field Trip to make it a full weekend retreat**
It might just be the perfect way to start the summer season. And you never know, I might sing while I offer you healing touch—I’ll definitely connect and encourage your conscious breath.
Full Power Love