Trickster Makes The World

First moon of the Snake year, 2025.

I was asked to write a bio for an interview about my art & life today.

In that moment, doing a self-inventory seems necessary, to check in, to ask: what is my aim in life? Am I doing it? When I did that, I realized that my only aim these days is pretty simple.

It's to set people at ease.

Lately, I've been talking, thinking, and practicing presence.

In my explorations, there is an inner presence, found within myself. And an outer presence, that comes somewhat from beauty and experience, other people, life itself, maybe even the stars.

When both these types meet, life makes sense to me. I guess another word for that might be: love.

Tracking back, I try and find things, stones along the way, that lined up and made sense to have stepped on. It's weird that some days the stones look different than others, really depending on my mood.

I guess that's part of being human, eh?

Some days, nothing makes any sense at all.

And then the next, everything seems to have changed for the better.

I think my time spent outdoors has taught me a lot about change. But somehow, there's a part of me that endlessly clings to the idea: that everything always must make some kind of sense, or it's wrong.

That's not the case. Because as I just demonstrated, some days what didn't make sense yesterday, makes sense today.

It's funny like that.

That's why we have critters like Coyote and Raven, dogging our heels.

Running the show.
Messing up our plans.
Making the world.

I’ll be on Crab Tree Sessions at 6pm EST tonight.