I was born on the first of March in Milford, Delaware. More affectionately known as Lower Slower Delaware. It was a Leap Year. Glad I wasn’t a day early or I’d have to do math every time I had a birthday.

Raised along the Indian River Bay by artists and musicians I am still drawn to creative energy. I was taught to sew by the time I was five. My father is the sort who can build or repair anything given the proper quantity of duct tape and WD-40. My grandmother is a painter. My eldest aunt is a professional artist and a very accomplished art teacher. Her husband is a painter. Her daughter, the second eldest of we kids, has a degree in theater and is a cosmetology professional and instructor. My grandfather and youngest aunt play the piano. My eldest aunt and uncle play guitar. My youngest cousin plays finger picking style of guitar, is well known in the Austin and Nashville circles, and has gone to school to build and repair guitars. My choice of instrument is my voice. I have a three octave range when I manage to practice. I’ve also studied dance and if you know me you know I can’t stand still if there is music being played in any capacity. I bead. I paint. I write. Creative energy is the core of who I am.

In that same vein I studied Marine and Aquatic Science all through grade school. This included marine biology, botany, ecology and of course fresh water biology, botany, ecology, a good deal of oceanography, and other bizarre things such as experimental ecology and fundamental animal behavior. What that all means is I wandered around marshes labeling fiddler crabs and trying not to drown while measuring wave frequency. Any excuse to be outside and in or near the water really. The oceans are the womb of creation and there was nowhere else in the world I wanted to be.

In my Junior year of high school I got involved in politics. I thought Environmental Law or Policy would be a logical alternative to Marine Studies since I have a pretty severe objection to dissection. After studying one summer at Georgetown I skipped my senior year of high school and headed off to college at Clarkson University. Me at an engineering school however is much like an otter in the desert. I struggled through two years there and fled in panic to Buffalo. I finally realized that law is evil and don’t even get me started on the practice of politics. I spent most of my time fiddling around Niagara Falls trying to figure out who I was and what I wanted to do. During this time I had become involved in the local pagan community and had started looking for others like me. Realizing that I was a bit of an odd otter I started studying paganism quite seriously in search of where I fit.

After the move to Buffalo I tried SUNYB but came to my senses and gave up on that politics degree. This would be the point where I started working full time in the computer field. I’d been around computers since I was little so it was something I could do easily that paid well. I enjoyed the creative parts of it but unfortunately as time progressed it was less creative process and more monotony. That drains me mentally, emotionally, and physically. Five years later after a cross-country move to Oregon I went back to school and finished my degree in Religious Studies and Philosophy. Most people ask how I went from science to politics to religion. It makes more sense if you get to know me. I had also gotten far more involved in the pagan community and had started a group of my own at that point on top of school and work and the SCA and the many hours I spent volunteering as a domestic and sexual violence advocate. I started graduate school for a Masters of Arts in Applied Theology. My concentration was on women’s issues or, more specifically, how religious teachings are often used to facilitate abuse against women. Life intervened and that degree is on hold for the moment. I am looking at finishing a Masters degree in Counseling as an alternative. But I can at the very least skillfully ruin any perfectly nice conversation with ease.

After spending nine years in Portland I returned to the East Coast and shuffled towards Central Pennsylvania. Still doing a little of this and a little of that. Some things never change.

Anything more about me you can find tucked away in the Whatsit pages. If that still doesn’t cover it you’ll just have to ask me yourself 😛

That’s better. I’ll go away now.

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