It is a regular practice of mine to pause and bear witness to sacred treasures hidden in plain sight. Treasures that offer substance and healing. This is where I talk about them.
Grassroots theology from an Afro-Peruvian girl living as an undocumented citizen in Turtle Island. Ramblings on finding Spirit in the wind, which is to say ever present.
A poetic playground for restless dreamers. For the ones asking deeper questions, recovering from burnout, or wondering if softness still has a place in the world.