I am a farmer.  A gardener.  A cook.  

A body made for the outdoors.

Of breath.

I see movement at the center of all beings.

I am a dancer. An athlete. A movement specialist.

I am fluent in the language of the body. 

A bodyworker.

I see patterns and respond to their needs.

I am a student.  A confidant. An adventure partner.

I am an advocate for food equity and access.  

I am a believer that food is more than the label it receives.

It is Healer. Teacher. Storyteller. 

It is Community. Culture. Love. 

It is the pain and the joy all at once.  It is centrally linked to life.

I come from a lifetime of bare feet.  Of dirt in my fingernails and between my toes.

I come from a lifetime of listening. To the voices of people, tissues, intuition and earth. 

I come from a lifetime of respect. Of learning to do better. Of the Good of the All. 

I come from a childhood of financial lack, but familial surplus. 

I come from a childhood of hard work and daily labors. 

I come from a childhood of sacrificing play days for cultivating food. 

I know struggle. 

I know privilege.

I know my story is mine.  And I know yours to be yours.

I come from organic farming, farm-to-school programming, and environmental sociology.

I come from sustainability as a beginning to regeneration and vitality.

I know systematic discriminations unjustly limit and exclude people from their right to food + health safety. 

I know we can do a lot to build a network for ourselves even within this truth. 

I am here to explore.  I am here to question.  

I am here to learn. I am here to support.

I am here to grow.