Dear friends,
I have been learning — again — what it means to see.
Not just to see clearly,
but to see cleanly.
To see without coercion.
To see without attachment.
To see without making the seeing itself an act of control.
In relationships, I have wielded my sight in powerful ways —
some conscious, some unconscious.
I have seen into another’s heart, into their structure,
into a map that I might often mistaken as mine to hand them.
Moving from a childhood over-identification with false responsibility for another’s journey—I have named what I see— truthfully, even lovingly —
but not always consensually.
I offer those seers out in the field my own medicine, taken with honor:
Truth without invitation can feel like intrusion. It can become directness that verges on the edge of blade.
Even when it is accurate.
Even when it is meant in love.
Even when it lands.
There is a difference between offering a reflection
and placing someone inside a mirror they did not ask to be held within.
We are all human. We are all walking our own spirals. I tell my children we cannot expect perfection from ourselves, but we can acknowledge our mis-steps, learn, and change.
When we mis-step: sometimes, acknowledgment and apology is needed to restore relationship. Sometimes, self-compassion and conscious re-direction for the next time is needed.
In order to alchemize the charge, not defend it, I offer myself to the creek.
On Loving Lenses
I work with a system I created called FlowForm,
a living archetypal architecture for understanding the links between childhood experiences with personal rhythms, growth patterns, emotional currents, and relational dynamics.
But it is not a diagnostic tool.
It is not a label to contain.
It is not a hierarchy of healed vs. unhealed, evolved vs. un-evolved.
It is not a prescription.
It is not a proof.
It is a lens.
A way to look — but not the only way.
A way to see — but not to define.
I employ several lenses, and sometimes overlap them. What is obscured in one, may be revealed in another. Sometimes, it is only when we combine frameworks that our true sight can fire online.
Just like all maps, it is not the territory.
Just like all systems, it can be misused.
Just like all medicine, it depends on the hands that hold it.
Any frame, if applied through the lens of judgement or correction, becomes an impediment to growth, not an ally.
The intention of the frame-maker also resonates within the frame; e.g. The Artist’s Way, pulled from the 12-step program, has catalytically moved me 2.5 times, and also required me to de-program the success vs. failure rubric it inherently carries. Some of those resonances are unconscious. I believe it is a mark of maturity to relate to our frames lightly, with discernment, taking what belongs, but ultimately centering our own knowing.
I love frames, I love frameworks, I love the clarity of lines drawn in the sand and archetypes mapped and architectures unfolded. Map-making and frame-building are one of my main creative expressions, a way to structure my sight and make it usable.
But only in the service of clarity that restores agency.
If it makes the person feel “you are not where you are supposed to be”, then it is not the correct frame, or cannot be held by their nervous system due to past experiences, in which case it is not the correct frame—and we release it.
Sight for Illumination, not Surveillance
To see clearly is not to correct.
To reflect is not to fix.
To name what is revealed is not to claim dominion over what happens next.
If our sight is not anchored in compassion, it becomes surveillance.
If our sight is not released from judgment, it becomes diagnosis.
If our sight is bound up with our identity, it becomes a trap.
And when our seeing becomes about being right, we lose the thread.
We lose the relational field.
We lose the ability to be surprised, to be changed, to let something new emerge, to our sight as only one set of eyes from one vantage point.
A seer’s sight is heart-sight: offered from love, gated by invitation, spirit medicine when received in right relationship— simply by the act of illumination.
✴︎ Vows of the Seer ✴︎
Let this be my vow, for myself and for any other seer reading this:
I will offer what I see only when I am invited.
I will not mistake my sight for truth, only for perspective.
I will see through love, not through superiority.
I will witness without attaching meaning that limits or defines.
I will discern when to name and when to simply hold.
I will differentiate between information and projection.
I will turn my sight inward when it is charged, and ask: What story lives in me that wants this to be seen?
I will honor the distinction between seeing into another and seeing with another.
I will let mystery remain. I will let not-knowing be holy.
A Wound is Not a Failure
And lastly:
To those who have felt wounded by any directness of gaze — mine or another’s —
I offer this:
A wound is not a flaw.
A wound is not a reason to be corrected.
A wound is a doorway. A wound is a witness.
A wound is part of the beauty of having lived.
A wound is a testimony to our shared humanness, to the marks left by life as it moves through time.
I do not seek to fix you. I do not seek to be fixed.
Let us meet each other
in the middle,
in the mystery,
in the space beyond the gaze.
For those who wish to meet me in that ethic, seeking my sight in open invitation, Essence Mirror is the door.
Temple Map for the Week Ahead
It’s a construction zone over here. My front-facing work (concretely, a new website) is mid-build, but many of the gates that will be housed in its full architecture are ready and open.
Here are three ways you can work with me now:
Join the Gate on Aionia to receive more raw, real-time transmissions (and photos of my farmers’ market hauls). I host a writing-as-spiritual practice group there for those who would be supported by infrastructure (time and space) and direction (loose prompts) to warm the creative channel.
Join the third workshop of Spiral to Form series—for anyone in a phase of articulation, who want to connect their heart to their throat centers and speak authentically.
Book a 1:1 Session—to support you in hearing your own voice, seeing something clearly, or finding the thread of a creative project.
May we meet each others’ gaze with care,
Saga