“Long before stories were on pages, they lived in people.“

This is where I come to share what life keeps teaching me. And in a way… it’s never just me. There’s something older that lives in this practice of sharing. Something ancestral. Because we’ve always told stories to one another. We’ve always sat in circles—spoken, listened, remembered. Our lived experiences have always been medicine. And I’ve come to understand that there is healing not only in telling our stories, but in witnessing someone else’s humanity and seeing something