The Unstitching

Welcome to the world of the Muse. Here, we see double. Let your gaze soften, let your vision blur. Focus ahead and to the peripheral. There is truth in both.

You feel pulled in different directions – directions you’ve been told are opposite, incongruous. One dream to expand, to grow visible and potent; the other to sink in, to root down, to find peace and stability outside the spotlight.

Neither desire is wrong. Neither is bad. Neither is better than the other.

What if you could have both? Expansion and rooting – holding the paradoxes the way a tree does? What if you don’t have to settle for one path or the other?

The Unstitching isn’t about losing the life you’ve built / the dreams you’ve cultivated – it’s about unraveling the mysteries at the heart of your desire, undoing the stories that say you can’t live paradoxically.

I believe that life is best lived in paradoxes. I should, because that’s how I’ve always been.

I am a dreamy lover of book-worlds and logical student of science. I’d lose my self in the minutiae of fantasy and reality. I’ve been shaped by writings on moss and stardust and dragons. I breathe myth and scripture, seeing the holiness in all words.

I am the quiet observer in the corner and actor on center-stage. I prefer visibility on my terms, when I know the stage directions and script by heart / when I can feel the pulse of the audience, a tangible thread I can tug and weave – the magic of co-creating an experience. I bare my self best while playing someone else.

I am a poet with a practical streak. I find ritual in writing, each word a spell; and movement, each breath a prayer; and cleaning, each speck of dust an emblem of life. I’ll romanticize just about anything, then return to the reality of dirty windows and dusty shelves.

I am disabled and healed. That’s a story for another time, but suffice it to say my body reminds me when I’m not present enough. And for some years we had a difficult dialogue, re-membering / re-forming each other and our relationship.

Unstitched and Whole. Undone / unstable / reborn again each day – yet also rooted / sovereign / complete. The spiral ever turns.

The Unstitching is here for the folks who confuse even themselves, who feel resistance to being told you have to pick one or the other.

The Unstitching is a place of Both / And.

I’ve lived the blueprint. I cannot be contained. Let's co-create a way to live paradoxically.