The Girl in the Mirror
There was a girlwho knew how to disappearwhile standing directly in front of you.
She mastered the artof becoming ac...
The Name No One Called Me
There is a namethat belonged to mebefore I learned how to hide.
A name stitchedinto bloodlines,into ancestors,into h...
The Earth Remembers What We Have Forgotten
Today, the world pauses for Earth Day, but for those of us walking the path of conscious presence, this isn't just a da...
Where Am I
Where Am I
I am still looking for purpose,the silent friend who walks beside mewhile I boil water for tea,while I fo...
I Wish I Knew
I wish I knew how to silence youthe restless drum of thought,the echo chamber of yesterdayso I could listen to the cras...
I Am What I Write
Have you ever noticed how words can hold a life of their own?How a sentence can tremble with memory, or a paragraph can...
The Invisible Thread: How the Number 18 Weaves My Life’s Story
There are times when the universe doesn't just whisper; it shouts. For me, that shout comes in the form of a number: 18...
I tried to love you
I tried to love youthe way dawn loves the horizonwithout certainty, only devotion
At first it felt effortless, almos...
I Called You But You Did Not Pick Up
I called you, but you did not pick up.The phone heavy in my hand like an unanswered prayer.My throat was filled with ma...
I Return to the Source: A Journey of Praise, Memory, and Becoming
This album is more than music; it is a conversation with God and my inner self, and the sacred rhythms that flow throug...
