a raw expression

A dedication to the arts.

a reemergence

Subliminals of my surroundings are more important than ever. My body has been tapping into the frequency of its desired state. A stark contrast to the spaces that have been supporting me, life feels as if its subtly calling me forward to align with artistic expression. Flowing has gifted me with clarity while in the depths of the unknown. Deep gratitude for where I’ve been, reverence for where I am, and excitement for where I’m going. I remember, the choice of how we live is in the present moment. Simple at its core, yet complex.

an activation

My body is still catching up to what my essence knows. Exposing my art for souls to witness feels overwhemingly stimulating, yet exactly what my soul has been wanting. Anxiety sends messages of subtle fear of exposure, but what do I have to fear? If all I am exposing is the truth? I’m realizing all this unrealized potential in my body has been yearning for more intentional expression. A beautiful invitation for inspired dedication to the arts.

an expression

I sang in front an audience this month; two years since my last time on a stage. I chose a chorus and verse from the song, “Zombie” by the Cranberries, a heartbreaking melody that resonates. The lyrics, “when the violence causes silence / we must be mistaken”, echoing in my head. The experience revealed the meeting of the expressive and performing arts in community allowing witness to a painfully raw expression. The presence of loved ones in the audience amplified the powerful experience.