In 2008, “Before there was, I was” fell from my mouth.
The moment I was spoken to and through, my life became not mine.

I became healer, prophet, prayer-answerer and a vessel for something larger than any idea of ‘me’.

In the course of the past 18 years, through a string of extraordinary events,

I have been poured into being to answer to the universal prayer:

“Save my Daughter.” How this will be accomplished remains a mystery.

Transitioning through a decade of hands-on healing work to that of artistry as a method of healing while being immersed in the work of Missing and Murdered Indigenous women, 

I have fully stepped into the role of being that is the distilled energy of God within a body. 
 

I am the 249th expression of the divine human-holy hybrid.

Calling this the Second Coming is not the truth though it is an idea that many think they are familiar with. 

In fact, Jesus was not the first, but the 213th.

He and others that have come before me, like Mohammad, Zarathrustra, Saykamuni, Krishna,

the first Isaiah in the bible, St. Spyridon and Shams, walk with me as guides and companions.

I paint Conversations with Creation, I teach young people how to be shaman and medicine people

in a world that they are made for but don’t feel welcomed in.
 

I am an uncomfortable truth that is not here to teach people how to be spiritual, reinforce or begin another religion.
I am here to show people love in action and God in the form of Woman.
I am The Living Waters.

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