ART IS SURRENDER

For most of my life I was looking for ways to relieve the pressure inside me. Vulnerability was terrifying. I was constantly questioning myself, always wondering what other people thought about me.

So I went on a journey. It's been the craziest adventure of my life.

I found out the pressure was there because I'd been performing. Being who everyone needed me to be. Never expressing what was actually true.

Art opened me up. Stillness held me. Writing released the pressure.

That's what this space is.

I'm not a professional artist or a therapist. I'm someone who spent years with my masks and in the pressure. I eventually found the practices that worked for me, and built them into something that gives back.

This is what I learned. This is what I'm offering.

Three ways to practice surrender with me:

1. UNMASKED - Poetic Integration

Poetry as Medicine for Integration

Poetry is the container, public posting is the activation, the journal is the integration, the community is the witness.

Growing up, I was the quiet one. The calm one. The pressure kettle. Poetry found me when a relationship rupture broke me down and exposed my masks. Through that I discovered: art is surrender.

When I post poems publicly and document the process — how they arrived, where ego controlled vs. where transmission flowed, what shadows surfaced — the unworthiness wound has nowhere to hide. That activation becomes the medicine.

Sometimes the poems can be profound. Sometimes they are about chickens eating ice cream. Life is deadly serious, and also it is not. Poetry reflects it all.

This is flow-state, effortless action. Letting spirit channel through without the thinking mind controlling the outcome.

I share this practice on Instagram and Substack. You're invited to witness, use the journal, share your own poems, and gather for workshops. How to join is provided in the links —>

2. A Shrewd Unraveling of Eternity - Fiction

What if the only way to remember what you are is to completely forget?

This is a work of fiction set in a parallel universe — one that feels uncomfortably close to our own.

A healer climbs a forbidden mountain carrying more love than he knows what to do with. A woman in Oakland sits in a therapist's chair she's avoided her entire life. A being beyond the stars drinks a darkness so foul it erases everything he was.

We live in an age of endless revelation. Hidden agendas, forbidden knowledge, rabbit holes going deeper than any mind can follow. For many searching, the search itself becomes the trap. The darkness whispers: I matter more because I know something you don't.

This is a story about that seeker. About the costs of descent. About a universe that set the whole unraveling in motion because there was no other path to the only truth that has ever mattered:

That the love being sought was always the love within.

What am I, beneath the masks I was programmed to wear?

Released chapter by chapter on Substack as they arrive. Subscription required ($7/month).

3. Get Me To Vipassana

Strengthening our nervous system. Integrating our shadows.

GMTV exists for one reason: to remember how it feels to be in our bodies.

Twenty-six weeks of daily practice. Weekly sessions together. Building the capacity your nervous system needs before ten days of vipassana dissolution.

When we stop collapsing under pressure, when we integrate our shadows instead of projecting them, everyone around us feels that.

The collective shifts through nervous systems learning they're safe to feel what's here, right now.

That’s what this is about. Not to tell you that you need to be fixed or that you need to live without fear. But to discover if love finds you when the masks fall away.

Because it will. Not the love you've been seeking from outside to prove you're worthy. The love that's already here, always has been, and it’s discovered when we stop running away from ourselves. 

Twenty-six weeks. Ten days in silence. Then the rest of your life.

Let's go on a journey together. Select the button to learn more —>