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|| Passionate Storyteller ||
|| Innocuous Weirdo ||
Scourer. Scavenger. Seeker.
Scourer of Stories.
The stories we write. The stories we tell. The stories we weave. The stories we choose. The stories thrust upon us. The stories we cast off. The stories we grow. The stories we shed.
Scavenger of Scribbles.
Unconscious truths bled into journals, diaries, notebooks, and scattered pages. Scriptures of the heart sanctioned on paper, napkins, walls, and mirrors. Poetry of the soul whispered through whimsy, pathos, rhyme, and song.
Seeker of Self.
The stories in our heart. The scribbles in our mind. The seekings of our soul. The ecology of our inner world blending with the outer atmosphere. The micro to the macro. Universes within Universes.
An invitation to discover.
My stories, the ones written at birth by a different hand, led me to many struggles and many wounds.
My wounds urge me to create my own stories, my own path. One that allows me to hold my feelings, my pain, my purpose, my needs and my desires. All at once.
My struggles urge my creativity, which is not only an extension of my soul, but a means of curious reflection and therapeutic growth.
My creativity leads me to offerings, which are an extension of my creativity – an invitation to scour, to scavenge, and to seek together.
What do I offer?
- Astrological Storytelling.
- Tarot musings.
- Creative Quest-ionings.
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