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This body, who taught me how to love bodies, with their ripples and currents and unseen depths. Constantly in motion, ev...
21/02/2026

This body, who taught me how to love bodies, with their ripples and currents and unseen depths. Constantly in motion, ever changing and also timeless and eternal. Connected to history and mystery and story and song. Jai Ganga Ma. I love you forever.

26/01/2026

With the news from home these last few days, it’s felt unimaginable to be creating content from this journey.

And as I sit with the grief for my country and the wonder of what I’ve seen the relationality between the two emerges.

Theyyam is an ancient ritual practice from the Malabar region of India. The performer prepares with hours of ritual chanting to induce trance, suppresses their personal consciousness with Toddy (an alcoholic beverage made from the naturally fermented sap of a coconut palm), and dons the ceremonial costume in order to receive the spirit of the deity, which then performs a ritual dance on behalf of the village.

For three nights, the village gathers to socialize, celebrate and hold space while the ritual progresses from sundown to sun up. It takes at least 40 people to perform the ritual itself while children sleep in their mother’s arms, young folks dart through the crowd and parents and elders greet each other. It’s an expression of collectivity. An investment in a shared reality beyond the seen world.

It is a demonstration of what we have lost to our disconnection from land, spirit and nature. The ability to feel into the vastness that creates an illusion of separation and touch the indivisibility that unites all of creation. The balm for the longing and fear and uncertainty.

Sending deep care and love for all those back home in the struggle. May you be nourished. May you be supported. May love win.

31/12/2025

Happy New Year!

Welcoming the winter darkness. The opportunity to rest. To sink into stillness. To surrender knowing to the mystery. To ...
28/12/2025

Welcoming the winter darkness. The opportunity to rest. To sink into stillness. To surrender knowing to the mystery. To open our hearts to grief. To warm our bones with solace. To find comfort in the quiet of the empty space. The pause between exhale and inhale before the new year begins.

“Art is the magic of making the invisible visible.My art is not meant to please—it is meant to be felt.” - Lara Munsch S...
09/12/2025

“Art is the magic of making the invisible visible.
My art is not meant to please—it is meant to be felt.” - Lara Munsch

She gets it :)

Gratitude for the philosophers, the mystics, the activists, the artists and all those that remember them and keep their ...
06/11/2025

Gratitude for the philosophers, the mystics, the activists, the artists and all those that remember them and keep their fires burning.

The journey of boundaries begins within. With internal exploration, discovery of the individual landscape. Understanding...
23/10/2025

The journey of boundaries begins within. With internal exploration, discovery of the individual landscape. Understanding the territories of yes and no. And the vast valleys and chasms between.

It's only when we know our boundaries, we can begin to practice speaking into them. Watching them shift and change as they meet the material world through our words.

And we can only truly understand the power of boundaries when we are willing to take responsibility for honoring them. Accepting the losses that come with it. Choosing our own integrity and sanctity and removing ourselves from dynamics that require our self-betrayal.

Ultimately I am the only ones who can know and honor our boundaries. Ultimately I am the only one who can honor the territory of myself.

I lost a potential client this week.It was a fortuitous meeting. There was a palpable spark of aliveness when she asked ...
16/07/2025

I lost a potential client this week.

It was a fortuitous meeting. There was a palpable spark of aliveness when she asked me about my work. An eagerness and a hunger.

She was the one who offered the words "somatic therapy". And I said, yes it could be called that. But I don't use those words because I'm not certified.

And I watched the light go out.

I wish people understood how little these pieces of paper mean.

How much the entire field of somatics has been appropriated from indigenous wisdoms around the world and locked behind the paywalls of the ivory towers.

The great scam of imperial capitalism robbing you of your body and then selling it back to you.

There is no certification that would allow me to do the work I am here to do.

This work rests on something older. Deeper. Wiser. More complete.

The teachers to whom I bow are not so concerned with trading papers.

And so I feel the pain of loss all the way down. Through the cold field of intellect. Through the desperate rage of separation. Through the aching void of emptiness. To rest in the space of loving acceptance for all that is.

You can find me there.

Good solstice
23/06/2025

Good solstice

How free are you from the tyranny of the mind in its need to understand. To quantify. To explain.In Truth our capacity t...
22/06/2025

How free are you from the tyranny of the mind in its need to understand. To quantify. To explain.

In Truth our capacity to know is limited. In the unseen realms we may experience and perhaps never explain. That is the essence of Faith.

The business of Religion is drafting dogma. Training your mind into some shape of its making.

The path of experience is resting in the Unknowing. Opening the doors of perception to a Wisdom beyond knowing. To a Truth that defies explanation.

One of the pillars that I hold in this work is Slowness. There is so much waiting to be felt when we put down the rushin...
20/06/2025

One of the pillars that I hold in this work is Slowness. There is so much waiting to be felt when we put down the rushing and the hurry. And it is sometimes an act of Faith to do so. To soothe the animal body in its survival instinct and Trust that there is something bigger holding you.

A week after landing, I am finally starting to feel fully here. And really, I have no idea what I am doing in Ireland. It was a call that sat on hold for three years. And the disorientation of transcontinetal travel is real. The stress reflex, the panic, the rush to understand. But as this body settles the field of vision opens. There are new horizons in the distance. There are limits to how far we can see. And there is always beauty waiting on the other side.

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