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WHEN NOISE TURNED TO MUSIC

When noise became music, my life completely transformed. Gradually, each one of my other five senses were elevated. But in order to elevate my other senses, I had to come to terms with avoiding pain and sad memories. I was required to make changes to my life. And that’s exactly what I did. Continue reading

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DRIFTING DREAMS IN A COOL, WISPY SKY

Just like the importance of vibe with singing, I knew that I needed to feel my words. I certainly did when I recorded Jason’s story. However, with 32 stories and a lot of words to read, I honestly did not put in the effort required on every story to “feel” all those words. I decided I could inject more emotion into my earlier recordings. The “catch” in my voice and tearful moments made a huge difference for the listener. Continue reading

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WHEREVER YOU ARE, MY LOVE WON’T BE FAR

My father’s life revolved around his nurses. When he felt his nurse was attentive, he had a good day. When I came to visit him, he would sometimes say to me, “I had such a great nurse whom I wish you could meet!” He told me most mornings were quite difficult because he had a nurse who was all business. He described himself as a “sack of potatoes.” Omar was a special nurse and my father adored him. He was very caring and kind to my father. For the past few weeks, Omar often got my father ready before I came to take my father to my home for dinner. There was so much humanity for me, meeting this kind man who would change my father’s soiled diaper so he would have that “over with” before coming to my home. He allowed my father so much dignity under such difficult circumstances! Continue reading

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BORDERING ON TEARS

When people hear that I sleep so few hours, they often tell me that it is not possible to function that way. I smile with the knowledge that those people are welcome to their beliefs and can continue give themselves that message if they so choose. I prefer to tell myself a different message. My message is that I have more energy than I ever did before when I slept more and was sad. Continue reading

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