thank you for being here, for finding your way here.
i hope you can read this and then settle in.
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every day over the past few months, i’ve been walking by a fern and witnessing its opening. i can feel that its roots are deepening and its furry tendrils are expanding. over the past few years, i’ve been developing a multifaceted practice that excavates threads of memory while listening for the revelation of intergenerational inheritance.
this process has felt like an unraveling, and an unfurling.
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today i’m asking you to join me. find your way to the lilac, peony, and scotchbroom as portals into each cluster. and then use the yellow tendrils to navigate through each constellation of remnants. the seed will bring you back here.
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