Sound Before Echo
For most of my life, I tried to find myself in stories.
Then something shifted.
I stopped looking for my life in them—and started seeing them in me.
Life is given. Wisdom is how we live it.
For most of my life, I tried to find myself in stories.
Then something shifted.
I stopped looking for my life in them—and started seeing them in me.
What began as a few truths carried through rupture became a way of living that continues to shape me.
A reflection on renewal, memory, and what moves through us.
Wonder can open us—or keep us at a distance.
This reflection explores the difference between wonder as escape and wonder as encounter,
and how learning to tell the difference changes everything.
The spark lives like Christ—unbound, present, and true.
The cover asks permission—waiting to be allowed to live.
What if the spark doesn’t disappear—only changes form? A reflection on how grace is embodied in people, remembered in stories, and carried across time.
I was born into a name I didn’t understand and formed in a path that taught me how to see.
What felt separate was never apart—only distant.
A reflection on how life unfolds through form—dot, circle, line, triangle, square—and how awareness introduces separation, scale introduces burden, and return restores our capacity to hold.
Not a path forward, but a pattern we live through—again and again.
What if Genesis isn’t the story of a fall, but the moment humanity begins to carry life forward?
A reflection on awareness, covering, and the birth of meaning.
This spark surfaced while I was serving as lector during worship, reading 1 Samuel 16:1–13 aloud.