Howdy! I'm
I grow flowers, stories, dreams,and pleasure practices.
A budding herbalist and magic seeker, I dream of wild and free futures of joyous care. My last twenty years span an Appalachian, liberation-centered journey of:
community media
rural resilienceRaised along creeks and coal trains, my current offerings sprout from deep mountain healing technologies:
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herb medicine
- storytelling magic
- biomimicry
and beyond…
I love to bring us home to ourselves.
Need more collective vision and alignment guiding your path?
Envision expansions, transformations, or successions and want support?
Ready to bring the right bees to your blooms and make some honey?
From curated gathering space and care packages to biomimicry inspo and healing interventions, let’s dream together.
I’d love to connect with you. Reach out.
Have we worked together?
Your feedback is a gift. Ecosystems rely on constant feedback loops to thrive and so do we. Share your thoughts!
Rarely, if ever, are any of us healed in isolation.
– bell hooks
Healing is an act of communion.
Like bell hooks, rural Kentucky roots and queer becoming guide my path. bell taught me the first healing justice principle:
collective trauma is healed collectively.
We practice the world we want within the old, together. From gardens to assemblies, organizing is a magical practice and investment in the future. By age 30, I helped seed two Appalachian futurist organizations and a radical media company, all rooted enough to grow without me now.
The traumas of capitalism eroded me along the way. Since leaving full-time work in 2019, slow pruning has spurred regeneration and new blooms. We've shared the terror of recent years. We heal in community and grow through collective grief. Let's learn from bugs and listen to plants. Float healing waters and expand.
