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YOU ARE MY WINGS – PART 2

“You Are My Wings” was one of the first songs I chose to have arranged when I began rediscovering music in 2010. I had fun recording the vocal for this new arrangement, even though I wasn’t singing about a person I was in love with. What I actually imagined, was that I was flying with my music! Continue reading

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MY WORLD WAS FILLED WITH SONG

I find it astonishing how singing has become a perfect metaphor for my “new life.” I plan to continue singing my heart out and learning how to use my complete voice. And at the same time, I plan to navigate my new life with the expression of my true feelings. Continue reading

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FINDING MY VOICE – PART 2

For most of my life, I have suppressed most of my feelings. From the time I was young, I never felt safe expressing anger and preferred instead to shove it away deep inside. Also, since ending my marriage I have been numb with guilt. My inner voice encouraged me to sing because singing is actually a perfect metaphor for freeing myself. I could not achieve the vocal results I wanted, because I was afraid to sing loudly. It felt risky for me and I did not like to hear what I perceived as a harsh tone. It led to breathiness overall – I believed that it was prettier. Continue reading

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YOU FLEW AWAY

Was I really helping other people with my optimism or bringing myself back into my former sad world? I’ve written many times that the amputation of my soul was a permanent condition. And I’ve also said that grief is not recoverable. Such a contradiction to announce that I have healed! So in order to be more consistent, from now on I am going to say that, “I’m still healing,” instead of saying, “I have healed.” Grief is a process. It will follow me for the rest of my life. Continue reading

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