you can’t run, you cant hide,

but you can look your shadow in the eye…

A poem about numbness.

Deep in the jungle

I saw a reflection…

Here I am

on a blanket of grass…

My own artist’s prayer, written while working through The Artist’s Way in 2022.

Freedom of my time is what I care about most. Why do I work? To make money to live… to really live…

Why the sense of urgency?

What is time but a currency?

I’m going all in now. Leaving it all behind. Barefoot on the cold ground running away from everything that might be holding me back from what I really am…

You go to the trees in search of peace. Called to the forest in moments of uncertainty…

Running is the first thing that taught me surrender. The nerves I’d get before racing were sometimes unbearable— completely consuming my body and stealing all my precious energy…