Transformation.

Scorpio season is my one of my favorite seasons – after Gemini, obvio – and in honor of underworld and shadow magic, I am giving birth to the material forms of many of my desires and dreams in this time. The ones that have been hiding out, waiting for that perfect moment, or avoiding eye contact with me when I want them to shine – it’s been enuff and I can’t wait any longer. Like Saturn shows us, when it’s time to leap off the skinny branch, we got to thrust our wings and trust thy self. 

Soulhandles has been a name I’ve used since my teen punk daze back at City-As School. It bloomed out of my yung-buck-awkward-attempts in my own self-love, struggling around body image, and choosing the re-naming of my own love handles into soul handles. Cause food is soul. And soul is life; love already in the mix. 

“The most important thing is to hold on, hold out, for your creative life,

 for your solitude, for your time to be and do, for your very life;

 hold on, for the promise from the wild nature is this:

after winter, spring always comes.

 Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph. D

This fall has been a deep clearing, following a year that has asked many questions (Zora Neale Hurston). In continuing to flow with the incredible magic at play, I am starting a new blog that focuses on my radical-arts-education work, with my usual creative, inquisitive and rebellious musings and beings. I am excited to continue building strong and honest community, to push towards the future with the fire to create the liberated worlds in which we deserve to live.

My prayers for this online space is to share learnings and teachings from my world, to inspire, manifest and collaborate across borders, disciplines, and imaginations. There is a deep feeling that resonates with this creation, and I am honored to struggle with these new wings of mine to achieve flight. 

Credit: Kite’s Nest

In gratitude to all whom have taught me, knowingly and mostly un-knowingly, throughout my years working in community in my hometown of nyc and beyond. Young fourteen-year-old Ingrid, and all that follow, appreciates you immensely and has/is holding myself accountable to the responsibility to do better. Real talk… 

Author: soulhandles

creative, dreamer and rebel born and raised in NYC with deep roots in los andes de colombia