I am a threshold tender, a writer, and a living inquiry into what becomes possible when coherence is chosen over collapse.
In 2012, I was diagnosed with stage IV metastatic breast cancer. The prognosis was grim. The statistics were unforgiving. Early on, I made a choice that would shape everything that followed: I would not tell the story everyone expected. Instead, I asked those around me to hold a different vision with me — an old woman, wrinkled and radiant, dancing with her grandchildren.
That choice became medicine. And it worked.
What followed wasn’t a fairytale recovery, but a twelve-year passage through threshold after threshold — grief, loss, displacement, bureaucratic cruelty, and even literal fire. The kind of accumulated unraveling that either breaks a person or forges something new. Each moment asked the same quiet, relentless question: Can you stay coherent while everything burns?
The answer, lived rather than spoken, became The Midwives of Now.
I write from the authority of someone who has lived at the edge of things and discovered that transformation isn’t about transcending the threshold — it’s about tending it. About holding frequency while an old world dies and a new one struggles to be born.
The Work
Through The Midwives of Now, I offer what emerged from that living — not as answers, but as presence. This work was shaped in thresholds where force failed and coherence was the only thing that held. It is offered to those standing in similar fires, not to instruct, but to accompany.
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