I am not afraid of the dark, because I am a source of light. I am not afraid of my light, because we are made of stars. I aim to heal, not to please.
I am an artist. I am independent. I sing. Act. Write. Speak. Move. Dream.
My music and my conversations gravitate to those who are awake—who believe in something bigger than themselves.
Music has the power to heal, to take us to a place we have never been before. To hear things we have not heard and in turn, see things we have not seen. We can lose ourselves in music. Lose ourselves in a black hole, perhaps the only place perspectiveless, where there is freedom only to exist. It is then, when the last chord of the songs has rung out its final vibration, that we take in that breath of air, reminding us that we are still here.
I am fascinated by being a human. We are complicated creatures, craving simplicity.... perhaps equal parts light and dark, wrestling with ourselves, because we don’t like having both. And it is not our darkness that we fear, it is our light. Our Glory. And Our Power. Our power to do the impossible, the unimaginable and perhaps the hardest of all, our power to love ourselves when we are not our best, to love others when they are not their best….and to let miracles happen.
And I had always said I wanted to feel everything. I made a promise a long time ago, to be a storyteller and to use the voice I was given and worked for the best way I could. With one aim: to be honest.
I’ve lived just enough life to really get the breadth of it all. I know boundaries now, but still get stuck in grey. I know happiness but still sometimes go down. And I still get scared sometimes and am old enough to know that will never go away. It ok. It’s what we do with it that makes us who we are. I am a radical heart, in a little body carrying my voice in two hands. It has always been, and will always be, my humble offering.
Thank you for joining me on this journey.