Death is not always the dark end of a road but the air we breathe in every moment, the quiet hum beneath our skin. It does not arrive; it has always been here, woven into our every breath and heartbeat. What if the question is not when death comes but how it moves through us and around us, like a current that carries all things into its endless rhythm?
Through journeys across lands and cultures, I have come to understand that death is not a question to be solved but a phenomenon to be held, felt, and witnessed. I have wandered through rituals that pulse with their ancient heartbeat, sat in silence where the weight of what is unsaid fills the air and danced with the unknown, tracing its shadows as they twist and turn between the living and the departed. Each culture, in its own way, creates a bridge to what lies beyond words, inviting us to experience death as a sacred unfolding- a quiet mystery we are not meant to solve but to witness with open hearts.
In these rituals, death becomes more than an event. It is a space we inhabit; a movement we are part of. Death moves through us like the wind between the trees, like fire consuming and transforming, like water returning to water. It is a continuous transformation, a loop spiralling through time and space, forever shifting, forever returning, always unfolding.
To me, death is a lens through which we can understand our values, identities, and relationships. What is deemed as macabre, when examined closely, becomes a portal to beauty, sacredness, and the raw essence of being human. My work is both a rebellion against silence and a reverence for the rituals that connect us to our ancestors, the earth, and the mysteries beyond comprehension.
Standing at the intersection of these rituals and worlds, I see that death and life are not opposites. They are two sides of the same coin, two parts of the same eternal movement. Life and death are not linear; they are cyclical, fluid, and constantly in motion. In that motion, I find peace in the continuous becoming. Not in the answers but in the dance itself, the rhythm that carries us: continuously transforming, endlessly unfolding, forever circling back.
Not all of my learnings, findings, and experiences have been shared on this website. Much has been kept tucked away, reserved for future projects yet to be born. But my hope is that what you do find here sparks curiosity and invites you to explore further or reach out to me directly. I’m passionate about death literacy, the arts, community, and creating spaces for reflection and connection. Through it all, I am committed to contributing to the evolving conversations around death—and, in turn, deepening our experience of life.
Much love x
