Body Trauma

The body holds stories. Cells hold stories. We are, in some ways, stories waiting to be told. And for some it's not enough to let the mouth tell the story. For some, it is a more involved body process. There is no denying it. Based on the things I have seen and experienced, there is trauma everywhere. Trauma that is not being released, because there is nowhere to release it. So concrete and devoid of culture and creativity have we become, that we don't see how valuable expression is. The greatest trauma I have seen, is that of not being seen as a valuable, creative, noble being. All traumas go back to not being seen as far as I'm concerned.

And if you want to be really accurate in telling a story, really scientifically concrete, I have found that you need mythology. You need to allow the inner myth of each person to be revealed. Irrationality, to me, is the logic of dimensions beyond 3. Emotions are not to be trifled with. They are powerful. Rich. Diverse. The inner landscape is as strange, as bizarre, as imaginative and diverse as any cave, mountain, desert, rainforest, or ocean nature has conjured. Should we curse and condemn those who have risked life and limb to explore and bring back images of those landscapes, so that we too can share in their beauty? Personally, I think not. And so, I feel the same with explorers of human nature.

Beyond vaccines, surgery, drugs, and machines,we need language that is kinesthetic, that feels and dances. Language that allows for 2 and 2 to equal 13.

This is the work that interests me. To open up the library of the self. To show, to witness. To release strangeness into its splendor, instead of pretending that we are not made of it.

Like an explorer of nature, it takes a certain flair for adventure to delve into the topography of human emotions, thoughts, and dreams. Yet, that is precisely where I like to find myself. This is the work I do. To help people by seeing them. It's easy.