Histories birth futures that create new histories without keeping accord. So, I don’t have faith in a karmic system unfolding just right.

I was born on January 1992, in the state of Texas. My first light, I opened my eyes to a 17 year old mother with her own history of drama and redemptions like any other. The establishment at the time, politically strategized a state by state method of governance. Throughout my childhood, I would assimilate into an elder-made culture full of invisible forces of ambiguity including religion, money, history, and college systems. Upon my graduation from a small 2A public high school alongside 86 other students, I would shoulder a unique set of definitions as to who and what I would become to the world. I took the values of academics, religion, music, and curiousity with me to a small private college called Howard Payne University, in Brownwood, Texas. There I received a Bachelor’s Degree in Religious Studies with a minor in Music. I also took astronomy lab and analyzed stellar spectroscopy data, gave speeches in communications class, intro to psychology, etc. My transcript results indicated a 3.2 GPA. I graduated a semester early and shouldered a comparatively small student loan debt. I heard of other amounts told me by other students of different majors and schools that were much higher. These debts would go on to be considered a national crisis by “big media.” My nature quickly turned from happy-go-lucky to a stern financial insecurity. I sought to decrypt the monetary constraints around me like a sign-of-the-times author seeking the zeitgeist. I reached for clarity with existential angst. The spring after my college graduation I followed a lead I noticed online for a position in Austin, Tx that seemed to do with my background. The position was titled Worship Development Intern. The organization was called Austin Stone. Excited to put my efforts towards something with others, I arrived at onboarding along with lawyers, engineers, psychologists, musicians, theologians, wood workers, architects, etc. I was trained by leadership on fund raising strategy. I was taught how to articulate the vision of the organization and recruit private supporters. Essentially, this was not business-minded investment language concerned with the economy. It was an outreach for support from a corporate demographic with all sorts of backgrounds. It was everyone-for-themselves, with an ever-present tone of empathy. My first year in Austin challenged me to the point of just about mental breakdown. My second year was a new chapter completely as I ventured away from anything resembling my former culture and taking on a more antisocial roles of self-employment and restaurant jobs. I started to observe the unfolding dimensions of humanity around me and researched new networks, acquired new skills, battled feelings of failure and insecurity, lived with roommates, family, and currently alone with a dog named Scout.

I am now wrapping up my fifth year of living in Austin, Texas. Through internet research and practice, I’ve become somewhat of an armchair psychotherapist, naturopath, sociologist, and electrical technologist. I’m slowly acquiring certifications as I take on contract work and building things one step at a time. I’ve got side projects like book writing, podcast scripts, and non-profit involvement in societal discussions. You’ll find me practicing frugality and minimalism, talking to clients, reading machine manuals, making money moves, dieting and cleansing. There’s a lot of information out there. I’m trying to filter the noise. 

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