Hi there! I am Dust Falcon (He/They), an afro indigenous trans boi living in my ancestral lands also known as the Sonoran Desert. I am also a dreamer, sacred clown, and decolonial abolitionist. My life’s passion is to stay curious, open, and loving in these last days of empire, and I strive to help others do the same. I am tethered to the land and all of the blessings and magic she holds. I am a child of the sun and try to live my life radiating that light on others. I am everyday pushing the needle of liberation in my body even if it is just a hairline fracture at a time. My goal with this practice is to help others do the same.

I believe we are spiritual beings having a human experience. The very essence of each one of us is whole, indestructible, and light-filled. So at the core—nothing is wrong with you. Being human comes with limits and pain. We carry ancestral patterns, karmic lessons, and unhealed wounds that can feel like evidence that we are broken. But I’ve seen again and again that when we trust ourselves, radically accept our process, and allow what wants to unfold, we will find our way.

Ancestrally I come from a long line of medicine people. My mystical practice is a beautiful mixture of Black folk medicine, Yaqui desert medicine, and Irish Celtic traditions. The two main deities I work with are Santa Muerte and The Morrígan. My magic is based in land liberation and the awakening of the indigenous spirit.

I come to spirituality from an abolitionist, decolonial lens. 

For fifteen years I weaved in and out of moment building, direct action, non profit, political and collective circles fighting for liberation. However, for the last ten years my work was dedicated to mutual & Humanitarian aid in the US/Mexico border zone, aka La Frontera. 

You can find some snapshots of this past life featured in publications such as The Intercept, Mother Jones, and Democracy Now! 

(At the time I was going by my original name Montana Thames which these articles reflect)

I was burning myself out and asking the universe and my guides to reveal my true path. My true path that was going to help bring in the fall of the white surpremist patriarchy. It was then that my ancestral mother and deity Santa Muerte claimed me. She appeared to me in a waking vision, connecting both the past and future, restoring the ouroboros of my timeline. A true embodied path outside of the right vs left dogmatic binary. A true path connected to the land and the ecosystem of life. A true remembering of what divine embodiment feels like. It was shortly after my time living in Arivaca, AZ, a militarized border zone, that she sent me to Coastal Salish Land (Western Washington) to be with the water spirits and let go of every illusion of separation I was clinging on to. That land in between worlds is where my true initiation began. It was Waylon and I dissolving into the water and trees to be rebirthed.