I’ve always been many people mixed, mistaken, or misidentified. I’ve become convinced that most people I meet believe I’m somebody else. I often hear that I look like your cousin, the one in the family photo no one is sure they’ve met. If I were a superhero, my superpower would be invisibility. I arrive unseen and remain undiscovered until long after I’m gone. To know me is to look into a mirror without flinching. What I’ve learned from a lifetime of being both present and missing is that the truth is the ultimate uninvited guest. My many lives as activist, caregiver, artist, and entrepreneur have all been invitations for Reality to arrive in service. I’m grateful to Cloud Mountain for allowing me to humbly serve others as an open invitation for the truth to be both seen and accepted.