I am a daughter of the natural world. Part pixie, part human, Native American blood runs through my veins, gifted to me by grandmothers and fathers. My feet are bare, my hands are in prayer, and most days there's hip-hop playing and a dance party going in my kitchen.

Camera in hand, standing on the same sacred ground as the women I photograph, I offer you permission: Meet yourself in your wildest heart. Somewhere in you, it's there. The battle cry of your Soul.