Enjoy the typos,
they’re a dying breed.
About Me (subject to change)
Not long ago I would have told you I was primarily a caretaker of land and animals, secondarily a writer, occasionally a poet, intermittently a rogue gardener, a fiber and clay curious person, a student and teacher of inquiry, meditation, tantra and yoga, an excited nerd when it comes to mythology and stories. I would have told you about my parents, who shaped so much of me, biologically of course but also by way of their bravery and willingness to live a life outside of the norm. Maybe I would have mentioned my great-grandfather Eduard, who once knit a sweater for his injured chicken and on another occasion rehabilitated an injured fox on his balcony until he could set him free again.
Depending on how curious you were, I might have dreamily spoken of my horses and how they have been an endless source of wisdom and gifts as well as many of my fears and worries. We would have probably talked about how I was initiated into the Sri Vidya lineage of Tantra Yoga, the ups and downs of spiritual communities and how in recent years I have been learning from the immediacy around me, from the land, rivers and skies in the unceded Chumash territory of Ojai, CA.
And in this process it is that all of that which I would have shared with you, if you asked me who I was, has been breaking down and composting. There was a time in my life when I felt utterly rattled. I felt like I was made of legos and those legos had been taken apart. Deep down I knew that my lego pieces would be put back together and I suspected that this new version of me was going to be more structurally sound. What I did not expect was that the lego pieces would be consumed and composted by a mycelial network and placed properly in the larger web of my ecology.
At the time of writing this, I do find myself more structurally sound, within the architecture of everything I am made of. Namely everything and everyone that has ever crossed my path and therefore everything and everyone that has ever crossed their/your path and so on, putting me somewhere in an equally significant and insignificant part of this great mystery of life on earth.
So thank you, for being that.
And maybe all I can say about myself at this moment is that I am changing while still being me. And as obvious as that might sound, it also could potentially be profound. And maybe there is something there, in the simplicity of that which is profound. I hope you find something here that you were looking for.
With much love,
Nina