“I” here is not the traditional “I” we’ve come to know—separate, distinct, one over here and another over there. We/I exist as assemblages. As holobionts (explored later) temporary collectives of matter, nutrients, bacteria, consciousness, and heart. A heart that gave rise to the wild threshold. A heart I do not claim as distinctly mine.

This is a space to share fertilizer and tend collective compost. Where we make-with and live-with each other. Not for “healing”—but for deepening, curiosity, unlearning, unmaking, and staying open. A space of eros— ‘the glue that binds’. Where we acknowledge our nature as embedded mammals.

This is not coaching; it’s companioning—being with all that seeks to reveal itself. Rooted in the five tenets of ecological psychology.

We explore both nourishing and challenging offerings, cultivating psychological diversity. I am not an expert. I do not hold answers. I am guided by curiosity.

I will share what has decomposed and recomposed—both still in process. It got messy. It is messy. But life is a serious matter because it matters. How we live, think, and feel matters—it affects and shapes (or destroys) a shared world .

I follow infinite footsteps and share my teachers. I share what has felt like lifetimes of searching.

Ecological psychology, in relationship with everything; responsive and response-able. Full-spectrum feeling.

I know there will be ripples; that nothing said is ever fixed or fact. As a teacher I often return to says “we’re weaving the edges of tomorrow, creating the conditions for future living”. This “work” matters—the work of being in relationship, cultivating an ethos, creating psychic space, reanimating our senses—being humble, human, mammal.