Purple Ochre

Exploring cultural ecology and disability through creative arts

Discovery

I don’t know why I’m here. I don’t belong here. I’m functioning, existing, but I’m only going through the motions, autopilot.

I’m isolated, on my own; can build no relationships. I search for the nourishment I need to survive in unlikely places.

As I search, I discover that I am not alone. I exist in a world that is full; full of kin that are not like me and are lime we. Each of these kin also feeling alone, unbelonging. Some kin have existed for aeons and survive as a fragment that has been severed from their whole; multiplied. Some kin have been through metamorphosis and have found new ways of being and relating.

I don’t need kin that look like me or live like me. I don’t need kin that know like me or exist like me.

I need the kin that I can be in relationship with, who I can share being a being with. Reciprocity.