LINEAGE + INHERITANCE
Reflections As 2018 Unfolds

From November 2016 onward, my perspective on how I view myself in context to my community and my work have and continue to shift profoundly.  I intend to explore, integrate and acknowledge the colonial, historical, political + cultural influences that have unconsciously shaped my narrative. I intend to extricate heternormative patriarchal forces, internalized oppression and perpetuation of economic colonialism from the realities that I create through thought, word + action. I reclaim my narrative! I acknowledge injustice + I witness healing. I stand solely responsible for my thoughts, words + actions. I will live + create what is beyond my own limited imagining, guided by my ancestors. I stand for the reclamation of personal sovereignty with the purpose of strengthening the community: we are greater than the sum of our parts. I am part of the Vietnamese diaspora - a queer first generation settler born on unceded xʷməθkʷəy̓əm, sel̓ílwitulh, and Sḵwx̱wú7mesh territory also known as Vancouver, Canada. From this place, with all of my being, I lean forward with courage, humility + incandescent joy.
There is work to be done. May it be incendiary. May it be easy.
I am no martyr.
I alone reserve the right to choose when or if I will suffer and for what purpose.
I know who I am. I know how I serve. I am here.
I know who you are. I know how you serve. You are free.
With love + deepest respect,
Acknowledgements:
My words + conviction come to me through the living testament and wisdom of many teachers. I would like to acknowledge their continued influence on my growth + evolution. This is by no means an exhaustive list, merely a humble and necessary acknowledgement of the profound ways we are able to inspire each other. I honour each one of you with deep gratitude: April 2018

HOW DID I GET HERE?
On Fears as a Child + Reincarnation as a Service-Minded Spoon
To me, living and dying are inextricably interconnected.  It is something that deeply resonates because when I was 10 years old I was obsessed with and terrified of dying.  At this time in my life my mother, who immigrated to Canada as a boat person from Vietnam, was struggling with her own questions of mortality.  She had been told by a palm reader that she would die young and her sombre musings became my anxious first ponderings about death.

I was quite worried and heart-sick until it occurred to me that if I were to die, 
I could ask God to send me back to Earth as a spoon!  My childhood logic speculated that spoons could take a lot of wear and tear without pain and suffering.  I imagined myself as a resilient, jubilant spoon in the next life, invincible against sink garburators and fated to a lifetime of useful service.  This was a revelatory moment for me:  I would become a spoon!  This image of Joan-the-Spoon seemed to be the seed of a life long process of blooming 
wherein I could embrace death as a natural process of living with some ease, humor and comfort. 

20 years later, it seems I have found my own unique path to be a spoon.
It is amazing how modern palm reading has become so elegantly woven into my work, moving from prophetic family history to my own living breathing practice that deals with death by amplifying love of life.

#themagicisreal
October 2014



​CAN YOU PREDICT WHEN SOMEONE WILL DIE WITH HAND READING?
How My Mother Survived Her ''Fortune Telling''
(+ Why Hand Analysis Empowers You to Create Your Own FutureThrough Awareness, Choice and Action)
My first video / August 2015