low-key identity crisis, but also some certainties

As the title alludes, I'm having a low-key identity crisis. As a balance to said dilemma, this love note also has some certainties.

I've been stalling on writing this missive because of said crisis. I want these notes to be authentic and honest. I'm trying to censor myself less, in all areas of my life.

AND –
I'm not ready to get into all the details here, now. What I can share is that I started a new (low pay, high demand, government) job this year. It's definitely not where I ever thought my life would go.

But here I am. And it's a lot.

I'm someone who tries to be in the flow of the universe. That doesn't mean I don't question the flow or dislike the flow. I do both, frequently.

But I try not to question the WHY. I'm much interested in the what and the how. In other words, staying present, rather than ruminating and overly questioning.

I find the why often emerges over time, without me constantly asking.

Now that I've shared all that, I think I'll have more soon. But this is enough for me to navigate in this moment.

Also now – the certainties! Which I think are much more interesting. I have 3 events coming up, at 3 very special places.

First, I have a sound journey at StorieBrook Therapy & Consulting on Wednesday, March 12th.

StorieBrook is one of the most welcoming and inclusive spaces I've encountered in Atlanta. Which is saying a lot, because I don't really go to places that aren't welcoming and inclusive. I'm super grateful to offer sound there, as there's zero performative wellness or happiness or other commodified nonsense that influencers are pitching all the time. I love being completely unfiltered, and witnessing others doing the same.

This event is sliding scale and space is limited. All the details here.

Next, on Saturday, April 4th, I'm doing an author signing at The Crazy Book Lady.

Indie bookstores are fucking PRECIOUS. So, so precious. In addition to being excellent sources of literature, they're often a lifeline to many communities, concurrently. There was a time when I thought they'd all disappear because of online commerce, and I'm so glad I was wrong.

I don't take independent businesses for granted, especially not bookstores. There's a reason why oppressive forces always attack and ban books. As an author, I'm always honored when a bookstore wants me around.

Lastly, I'm playing a soundbath at Moore Chapel on Thursday, April 9th.

I'm going to the chapel later this week, for the most excited I've ever been about a soundcheck:

This event is also sliding scale. All the details are here.

And now that I've written all that, I do feel a bit more mySelf. Inclusivity, accessibility, the power of sound—being reminded of my values brings me back into who I am.

Writing really is medicine. On the days I struggle to write, I lose sight of that simple truth. It's nice to know I just need to write you and remember.

Witnessing,
S.

she/they
Still Moving ~ memoir of my first 3 years of Long Covid
sync. fire. ~ concept album about synchronous fireflies


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