On Lilith, and the First Refusal
She is not a demon and she is not a symbol. She is the moment a woman first says no and does not take it back, and every tradition that called her monstrous was simply afraid of that word in your mouth.
Read the Page →The Body Was Praying the Whole Time
We are taught that prayer is words and stillness. But the oldest devotion was movement: the spiral, the sway, the stamp of the foot. Your body never forgot how. It has only been waiting for permission.
Read the Page →Lucifer Was Never the Villain You Were Sold
Strip away the borrowed terror and what remains is the light-bearer: the one who would not bow, who carried the torch into the dark so the rest of us could see. To study him is to study refusal as a sacred act.
Read the Page →Why I Photograph Women in the Moment They Forget the Camera
The pose is armour. I am not interested in your armour. I wait, sometimes for hours, for the single breath where you stop performing and simply are. That frame is the one I keep, because it is the only one that is true.
Read the Page →Inanna's Seven Gates, and What You Leave at Each
She descends, and at every gate she is asked to surrender something (crown, jewel, robe) until she arrives naked and undefended in the underworld. The myth is not a warning. It is an instruction.
Read the Page →The Candles Are Real: On Taking the Work Literally
The modern sacred wants everything to be metaphor: safe, deniable, psychological. But the threshold is real. The fire is real. The thing that answers when you call it in earnest is real. Begin there, or do not begin.
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