intertwining

thanks always

what is your dance? if you had wings to fly would you stay or go? in the absence of fear, how do you move?

playing with projection

it is always such a pleasure to create with the ever brilliant rose. which do you like better…? black and white, or color?

behind the scenes with freeman

devotion (cont. - series of 6)

my work and heart are transforming. i love photographing and spending time with yogis. i believe this is the direction my artistic discipline is going in. what do you think? more and more to come. thank you for being here. love you ♾️ …

devotion (IV)

a series of photos from recently; visual poetry representing devotion

1 & 2. rose 🌹 (much more to share from this shoot… slowly but surely)!

3. message on gate of cemetery (do you agree?)

4. meditation at cremation ground

5. great grandmother (great teacher of devotion)

* * *

thank you for looking ✨

feel free to message me if you’d like to see more of something on here (more BTS from shoots, poetry, etc…)

fire becomes water // water becomes fire

in letting go

of what i thought

i wanted

there is freedom

🔥💧

photo by me; of the amazing Rose Vaughan!⚡️

🌘🐍🐇🐌🦋🦗🌒

graphic design layer is by margie rischiotto via getty images

preview from a recent photo session … very excited to share more from this series.

pictured here is rose, my teacher, in standing compass.

10.24.23

the ones

not shown

on instagram

***

and a mantra

that kept repeating

during meditation:

***

how rare

how precious

thank You

recollection

darkroom print

from october

lifetimes ago

enter the womb

nectar chemical bath

fertile void

holy void

which desires

to manifest

beneath

patient hands

focus now

no past

no future

breath suspended

heart metronome

eyes emerge

mouth

witness

that emptiness

become

the teacher is always as close as the breath. the breath is harder to grasp than the wind.

merging through the heart within the heart

remembering

how you fall

is how you rise

support. power. grace.

the heart

is the center

of the mind

*

the body is

the mind

*

what is

beyond

the beyond?

if you feel

if you feel bound

you are bound

if you feel liberated

you are liberated

things outside

neither bind

nor liberate

You

subtle, & then all at once

3 poems reflecting on an intensive yoga therapy training from the past few days

I.

why

child

are you using

dull scissors

to cut

through delusion?

pick up

the gleaming

sword

child

child

it is but

a dream

***

II.

the heart

is the center

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someone else’s days come in all quiet

[ i know nothing /

i am everything /

i am nothing /

i know everything ]

***

[series of mer on the roof]

shedding, transformation, purging, re-birth

modeled for a figure drawing class today for the first time. it was such an interesting experience. challenging for sure to stay still in a pose for 20 minutes at a time (the session lasted four hours). i also felt like “i” didn’t exist. my body was being talked about so clinically by a group of strangers. for example “the light hits the breast in this way” or “the plane of the shoulder can be looked at from this perspective”. it felt like ego death—not good or bad, just neutr...

preview from a rooftop session - welcoming october ✨

excited by these images. more to come… giving myself more time lately to slowly go through images, rather than self-imposing urgency. slower creation seems a bit novel to me, but stripping away the rapidity feels good in the body. when i was younger my heart would be racing while editing images because i was so excited. there is a joy in this, but also bliss in experimenting with being more mindful by stretching the lines and boundaries of the art making process. finding the balance between...

35mm film, from time in India

some by dani, some by me. shooting film is such a joy. a slow mystery. thank you for looking ✨… how do the images make you feel?

‘strawberry ceremony’

just got back some old film that i’m so excited about. will share more soon ✨…

everything is a paradox. everything contradicts itself. and it’s perfect.

mother & daughter, father & son, sisters of the earth (III)

becoming river

thank you for this life.

Great Mother

MAHA

holy earth

may we protect Her presence in all. ♾️

photos of me by goddess Elsa Marie Keefe

her artwork + magnetic presence are amazing — check her out.

thank you for being here

holy dawn

this body

made love

with the moon

and by dawn

She dissolved

swallowed

by golden light

gracefully

streaming

through elegant branches

run inside to fetch the camera

tip toe back into chilled morning air

strip bare, bathing in patch of luminescent dawn

the world became an amorphous twinkling blur

the morning dove crooned

the body melted

into light

flirted

with shadows

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together in the space of Love

“when you’re in This place everyone you look at is your lover. so, being in Love isn’t special. being in love with the universe is ordinary.” it’s what happens when you destroy the barriers preventing you from realizing that everyone is the Beloved.

i am

i am

*

pregnant

with the moon

magnetized

by the eternal

*

silver eyes

luminous rivers

enlivened by

the unseen

*

holy mystery

holy mystery

will this longing

ever be quenched?

*

when i lose

what i thought

i wanted

i am free

*

turn around

and see God

here

here again

*

i offer you

this moment

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submission to the wisdom of Earth [II]

submission to the wisdom of Earth [part I]

The Beautiful One handed me a broom and said,

‘Sweep the dust from the sea!”

then burned the broom in the fireplace and said,

‘Give me back my broom.’

Bewildered, I put my head to the ground.

‘In real submission there’s no longer even someone to bow.’

‘But how?’

‘Without hesitation or anything of yourself.’

I bared my neck and said,

‘Sever me from myself with God�...