I am feeling so inspired right now, like ' I could fly away from my feet inspired' and I realized that if I didn't out breath for a moment I might just implode. My last weeks have been a whirlwind of visiting friends, starting online courses, new jobs, new homes... ultimately I have just been in an epic flow of learning how to release. Sometimes all of the connections that I am making with my personal studies seem almost to much to try to explain and so I find myself caught a bit somehow in my throat and fingers unable to exhale everything that I am holding. Today though after following a conversation with a new friend on possible collaborations I felt like something had finally burst and I knew that I needed to let go of something, which it turns out were these photos.
These photos are from this past July in Sweden, and the woman featured is one of the most bad ass women that I have ever encountered. Her name is Rachel Miller and she was one of the Organizers during my year at YIP. She was also the contributor that took us through a week of Portrait Painting, you can read about that experience here and check out her site here. Rachel like everyone is a complex knot of experiences and personality quirks but right now I want to give light to the role that she has played the past years now as a holder of strength through femininity. When I first met her I didn't always know how to organize our conversations, she can swing from Steiner's philosophies into sexual innuendo in a moments notice and she has a knack for using words that I don't know. I was intimidated and intrigued. Two years later after our first initial meeting I am so grateful that Rachel was part of my journey in Sweden. One of my on going studies is on Women and the many identities that we can get lost in while trying to find out who is at the core. There's a book now on my shelf titled, 'Cunt' and I laugh to myself whenever I pick it up thinking about all the commentary this woman would have around that word. I'm finding the courage to look into my sexuality and wonder aloud to myself about all the untouched corners that Rachel through her jokes and depth has brought the light of curiosity to.
What I am meaning to say is that we all have roles to play for each others. Some are shorter, others longer, but the important ones are timeless. Today I am just counting my blessings remembering some of our conversations and noticing in myself the unraveling of something new.
Thank you Rachel for always just saying it!