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This blog is intended to be a space for reflections, teachings, art, music and resistance. Here, I share songs that moved me, teachings that deepened my understanding and expanded my heart, insights into quantum physics, sound healing, energy healing, art I've created and thoughts on liberation, decolonization, and the sacred role of activism... Thank you for visiting 

Spirit Bird: A Prayer for the Land, A Call to Remember

"Spirit Bird" is a beautiful reminder that the Earth is alive, watching, grieving, and calling us back into right relationship.

Listening to it, I feel the ache of generations—of Indigenous people displaced, of lands desecrated, waters poisoned, languages and ceremonies stripped away. I also feel the resilience, the heartbeat, the quiet strength of those who remember and protect what has always been sacred.

I live and work on Turtle Island, on the ancestral homelands of the Lenni Lenape. That matters. The land holds stories and memory. Healing here must include honoring the original stewards, supporting Indigenous sovereignty, and undoing the harm that colonization continues to cause—externally and within us.

This song reminds me that healing the Earth and healing ourselves are not separate.
The same systems that exploit the land also disconnect us from our own bodies, our communities, and our ancestors.
To heal, we must listen deeply—to the land, to the Spirit Bird, to the wisdom of those who’ve never forgotten how to live in reciprocity.

May we remember.
May we protect.
May we root our healing in truth, accountability, and care for future generations.
This is sacred work.

Reflections on trauma, history, and the fight to feel whole.

This piece is more than a song—it’s a map of generational trauma, survival, and reclamation. It names what’s been stripped away by systems built on extraction, control, and silence. But it also reminds us of what remains: the body, the voice, the will to live, and the power to heal.

Healing isn’t separate from history—it’s a direct confrontation with it.
Trauma lives in the body. It shapes how we move, relate, breathe, and trust. But it’s not just personal—it's collective. It’s systemic. Colonialism, racism, imperialism, and patriarchy have left legacies of harm that live in our nervous systems. Naming them is a start. Feeling them is necessary. Releasing them is liberation.

To heal, we must interrogate the systems that caused the wound—and the ways they still live inside us.
Healing is not passive. It is disruptive, somatic, ancestral, and alive.
It is both grief and joy, rage and rest, memory and movement.

This song is a call: to feel, to remember, to speak truth—and to heal not in isolation, but in community.

Because even in the face of everything taken, we’ve still got life.
And that’s where the revolution begins.