Returning to my ancestral home, I met a wonderful old woman who looked me straight in the eye and said “Until this moment I knew not of your existence.” I was struck by the poetry of her words and the truth in their meaning. I am not known and the places of my memory do not exist. This work is autobiographical, as I seek to unearth myself in the present moment and reclaim the ancient knowledge of remembering.

The Story of The Other Side of Sorrow

Even in darkness there is beauty. “The Other Side of Sorrow” emerged after a year of heartache, longing and wonder, leading to a deeper understanding that life’s journey leads, irrevocably, to a place of peace.