My Declaration Through Dance


This past weekend, I had the opportunity to attend a workshop led by Kate Shela called ‘Revolution.’ The workshop was a version of the heartbeat map in the practice of ‘5 Rhythms Dance.’ It was designed to help us connect and remember what we stand for. What do you stand for? What is the medicine bundle that we bring into the world?  Who are our heroes? Who are our sheroes? We were taken on a journey through fear to courage, anger to joy, and into a declaration of who and what we stand for.

A lot came up, so here are the lessons I learned and what I was reminded of. First off, there is no teacher or other person out there who is above you. You know deep within. Your body contains a deep intelligence. When you are embodied—when you allow yourself to be in yourself, two feet on the ground, rooted, present—you know. Listen to that knowing and let it guide you. We each have a unique path. Be discerning of anyone who makes you feel inferior or claims to be more wise then you. Wisdom is humble. Wisdom is confident in its statement and truth, yet is never overpowering or controlling. Allow yourself to receive the message when you feel the volume rise in your beating heart. Trust in that. But also know that just because something is true for you doesn’t mean it is for others, and be okay with that. There are many diverse perspectives and truths. Listen to them, respect them, learn from them, but never adopt what does not ring true to what you know in every cell of your body. 

Within our greatest wounds reside our gifts. The pain, anger, shame, and emotions that arise around the wounds are there to be felt fully. Sometimes I have stop myself from feeling the truth of those emotions—just to be nice, or not to create drama, or because I’m fucking scared.

I walked onto the dance floor. I was feeling so much judgment for myself for signing up, for all of the people who I saw, and then I zoned into a man in a kilt. From my perspective, he appeared to resemble a Viking. He carried a very loud and intense (I had thought) type of energy. He scared me and I didn't want to dance anywhere near him. I felt as if he would get more intense and aggressive in my presence. During the first day, Kate guided us into our fears. She asked us to grab a partner. At first I got nervous, hoping I wasn't near the man I felt so scared of. Then I saw another man beside me, who was supposed to be my partner. I felt really scared and upset, and I didn't want to dance with him. Tears streamed down my face as I felt so many of my fears rising to the surface, like the release of a bunch of weights or anchors thrown deep into the sea. They all rose to the surface. All I could do was move. So I let my body take on the shapes it needed to express. Instantly, one of the space holders came close and started to dance with me. She was my partner until my sister Sarah came to dance with me. Their warmth made my heart smile and I felt safe. That is good space holding. From the depths of my fear, I found a place of deep sadness. I felt the fear of abandonment, being left out, being lonely, unworthy, apologetic, worthless. I found a place that didn't truly believe in me. I called bullshit on myself. I took the shit and smeared it on my body like a mud bath. 

Kate’s words then echoed in my mind. “Smear yourself with the shit of your wounds, cover yourself in seeds, and grow from it.” I covered myself in hundreds of sprouting seeds and I started to feel the volume rise. I could hear my heartbeat again. I followed the leaf as we sprouted from the seed of my dreams. The music rose within me. Together a wave of courage, belief, and fearlessness started to climb, like multiple parts and instruments in a beat. I embodied the feeling of standing in the face of my fear. I could feel a power. A strength. A vulnerability, but a crazy amount of strength. 

Suddenly, I started to notice when the man in the kilt was around and I stopped running and hiding. I stood in the energy of the fear I had been scared of. I suddenly began to stand in myself. Not just stand in it but dance in it. My movements said “this is me! Fucking take it or leave it.” I started to see that the man in the kilt was a good person after the mask of fear was torn off. Thank you to the man in the kilt, and to the dance floor for helping me to feel in my body what it’s like to be a survivor, to rise out of fear and sprout into power, vulnerability, and strength. At the end of the 3 day workshop, the man in the kilt approached me. He shared with me that when he first saw me, he thought I was a beautiful woman who wouldn’t give him the time of day. I may have come off as stuck up, or a closed off girl. He shared that after being on the dance floor, he had realized that I wasn't what he had projected. He apologized for making me into something I was not. He also took full responsibility for raising the volume of his intensity around me. I shared my perspective and we left human to human. We had the understanding and mutual respect of two people who would have stayed separate in the real world.

I declare that I am a visionary, leader, and storyteller. 

The time has come to own my gifts fearlessly.

What do you declare? What do you stand for?




Alicia Marie: Aerial Performance Artist

Alicia Marie is a dear sister of mine who inspires me deeply. She is an incredible performance artist who last year had the privilege of performing for the Dali Lama on his birthday. 

This is another interview which is a part of my 'Interview with Muses' series. I had the opportunity to sit down and interview Alicia, February, 2016. Here she shares her deep insights and experience as an aerial performance artist. 




Social media is a powerful tool when used in the right way. Through social media we now have the power to share ourselves with the world. In this day and age there are countless new opportunities that have never existed before. Hannah Fraser is a dear sister of mine who is a mermaid and a social media celebrity. I met Hannah five years ago on my journey across California. She is one of the most extraordinary women I have ever come across. 

'What do you want to be when you grow up?' I am sure we can all remember being asked that question as a kid. Hannah's answer as a child was that she wanted to be a mermaid. Her journey to making this vision a reality took time, hard work and deep commitment. Hannah is someone who shows us that anything is possible. She swims deep in the ocean without an air tank and she can hold her breath for 2-3 minutes long. She has swum amongst whales, dolphins, great white sharks, manta rays and countless other marine creatures.

Through collaborations with expert camera teams, Hannah creates beautiful photography and films that speak with a loud voice. A voice that speaks up for the conservation of the oceans and all marine life. 

'What do you want to be when you grow up?'. It's never too late! Anything is possible. Hannah is a living example of this truth.  Below is an interview I shot with her in L.A February 2016. She shares the incredible story about how her and film maker Shawn Heinrichs managed to get Manta Rays on the endangered species list. This is a story of how we can create change through the power of art and social media. 

What is your message you would like to share with the world? 





Welcome. Thank you for taking the time to read these words. Thank you for finding your way to this space and thank you for being open to hearing about the things that empower and inspire me to live my dreams.

I believe that life is a gift, every moment is an opportunity for us to create what we want. Recently I discovered the phrase “hand craft your life,” the words of one of my favourite authors Clarissa Pinkola Estes. From the moment I read that quote, it resonated with me. What does it mean to hand craft ones life? For me it means to take the time to ask deep questions, to listen and hear the answers from within, and to take grounded steps towards making those dreams become reality. I find it so easy to get caught up in the mundane details of life in the western society that I live in. It is easy to let ‘not having enough money’ and ‘being afraid of the unknown’ stop you from leaping off the cliff. 

There is an art to leaping. If you run towards the cliff but hesitate in fear, you will stumble off and the ride down is going to be intense. I have ‘stumbled’ off the cliff a few times and it was pretty painful. I have learned to run towards the cliff, jump off with full belief, and trust in an invisible force like the wind to guide me. This trust does not mean to relinquish all responsibility and wait for some kind of miracle to occur. This trust requires action and a willingness to show up in the present moment ready to soar, ready to handcraft your life. Within the art of leaping there are many lessons to be learned, fears to confront, and mistakes to make along the way. Never give up. Just refine. Fail well, fail fast, and keep going. Every conflict, enemy, or failure is just a lesson or teacher. Receive the lesson and keep going. I don't care how faint it may be, if your heart still beats, you keep on going. 

Five years ago I traveled across California and experienced the feeling of coming alive for the first time. Its hard to explain how it happened but I feel that it was connected to the fact that I gave myself a break from what I thought life should be. My ideas on life up until that point were based on the ideas and values of my family, society, and the ‘over culture’. A break from this was scary at times because it felt as if I was floating off into the sea and the land I knew was becoming smaller and smaller upon the horizon. However in the process of letting go of what I knew and venturing into the unknown, I discovered the feeling I had been longing for my whole life; being awake in my own dream. I was waking up excited about life and the possibilities that stood before me. Living in wonder. Feeling the deepest gratitude for the opportunity to be alive in a healthy body. Meeting individuals that felt like characters from a movie, people who blew me open on so many different levels. 

As I began to experience myself in a different way, I also started to feel the earth. I would consider myself an empathic person. Since I was a kid Ive always been able to feel other peoples emotions as if they were my own. I used to be unaware if what I felt was my emotion or someone else's. I thought that something was horribly wrong with me. I spent the next three years crying 4-5 times a week. (Writing this I can hear the little insecure voice saying “people are going to think your crazy for writing that”, but that doesn't matter because it’s the truth.) I started to feel sad and didn't understand why. I thought to myself I have an easy life, there are people around the world who have it much harder than me. However, I still felt sadness to the depths of my core. Once the well of emotions opened there was no way to close it. I fought my emotions at times, trying to cover them up. The only way I was able to move through this sadness was to sink into the river, the lake, the ocean I was creating with my tears. It started to become clear to me that the sadness that I felt was for the earth. To be given this beautiful gift and selfishly destroy it without care or consideration. With all the problems facing the earth I felt so small and pointless. I thought at times ‘Who am I? I cant change the world, no one wants to hear some hippy talk about how messed up our world and society is.’ But these were all judgements that did not come from my truth. My voice is important, and so is yours. I give my self permission to share my voice with the world and I ask that you do the same. Empathy is no longer a burden in my life. Now, I see that empathy is an incredible gift that inspires me to make art.

After California, I started coming to the realization that many of the systems in our society are responsible for destroying the earth. These systems, such as the economy, do not take into consideration the well-being of future generations. Thinking about this made my blood boil. Mama lion came out of me and wanted to rip down the lies that I once believed. I felt as if I had been fooled for 20 years of my life. I thought to myself fuck the system, fuck the man! But that anger passed, just like all storms, and within that anger there was a message… change. “Be the change you wish to see in the world”. I thought ‘okay Ghandiji, that is so much easier said then done’. I can understand Ghandi’s encouragement intellectually, but how do I actually integrate it into my reality?

It is my deep knowing that it is our responsibly to release ourselves from the constraints of society and create the lives we wish to live. We have the ability to work together to create this profound change. Through innovation we can restructure society in a way that benefits more then just the top 1%. We have the ability to protect this earth and wake up to a simple notion: we live on a planet that gifts us with the resources we need to live. We must protect the earth rather then destroy it. We must allow our economy to be put on the back burner as we begin to create more sustainable ways to function on the planet. We need community. We need to re-establish the importance of ceremony and rites of passage. Our young women need to be celebrated as they get their first period, making the transition from girl to woman. The shame around menstruation needs to be eradicated. Women need to be properly educated about what they put into their bodies. For example, unbeknown to many, the commonly used tampon actually contains harmful toxins such as dioxin (chlorine-compound) which is listed as a carcinogen and has been known to cause cancer. We need to be the change we want to see by not supporting these harmful industries that poison our bodies. Our boys need to be given permission to express their feelings and not be considered a ‘pussy’ for doing so. The idea that a ‘pussy’ is representative of someone that is weak is ridiculous. A pussy (vagina) is the strongest body part on the planet! It literally gives birth to the human species. I think to be called a ‘pussy’ means to be called a strong warrior of creation and life!

I believe that each of us has a role in creating the world we wish to live in. This blog will take you on a journey to meet the people and discover the places that uplift, inspire, and empower me. I will take you on this journey through articles, photography, interviews, and video episodes. My goal is to inspire you all to share your voices and truth with the world. I don't have all the answers and my truth wont suit everyone, but all I can do is share from my heart and let it lead me.





 Death Valley, California, USA. Image shot by @Jaimehummingbird. Featuring Kat Webber.

Death Valley, California, USA. Image shot by @Jaimehummingbird. Featuring Kat Webber.