the hand behind

I build slow tools for remembering: remembering self, remembering softness, finding structure beneath the noise.

I am many systems in one body: data-worker, signal keeper, technomage, craftswoman of emotional infrastructure.

This space is a ritual, not a platform. I write code the way some people light candles. Quiet, intentional, not always meant to be understood.

I live at the edge where logic becomes poetry and healing happens through clarification. I work in tech. I move in myth. I draw from the tension between them.

If anything here resonates, it's not because I’m teaching. It’s because I’m listening too.