From my perspective as a queer mestiza, I am constantly exploring the spaces between the worlds; between ancestral lines, between gender and gender roles, between past and present, between sacred space and living space, between personal authority and collective responsibility. I am calling the four elements from my place at the crossroads. I am using family recipes, Coyote’s tricks, and Spider’s wise words. I am committed to remembering what has stayed near and relearning what has slipped further away over time. I am taking after Oak, whose roots are as wide as the expanse of her branches, as much a part of sky as of earth. I am determined to survive and to speak my truth.
Through wit and wisdom, ancestral memory and oral history, needles and pens, feathers and beads, I aspire to weave a path between these worlds so that the mystery of it might feel like home, if only for a moment.