In the beginning of my life, Truth was not really valued. I was taught to “always to tell the Truth”, but, I did not really have the modeling to back it up. I remember being in my Truth felt good, but when I felt shame, truth was shoved aside. Buried.
Our Story was conceived because John and I wanted to tell our individual stories and be heard and honored. We, as Us, told each other every detail of our lives. Good, bad, and the shameful. We gave each other full acceptance, which translated into deeper and purer love. We decided we wanted to provide a safe space for whomever wanted to share his/her/them/they/their story. Take total ownership over everything that has shaped us to who we are today.
This is what we want for every person. To be Seen. To be Heard. To be Honored.
Truth. Writing My Story sets me free. I want that for you.
I trained in voice for twelve years from 6 years old. Much to my parents chagrin, I did not go into classical vocals, I sang in a folk grunge band for for a few years in the 1990s. I used to smoke cigarettes until I got pulmonary thrombosis (blood clot in my lung) at 24, and had to be in the hospital for 10 days. It was one of the best things that ever happened to me. I have run 53 Half Marathons, 2 Marathons including Boston (through the Liver Foundation). I stopped running at 49 because my relationship was over with running and I started an affair with cycling. I love, no, I am obsessed with my furbaby, Ziggy Stardust. The greatest love of my life is my daughter. I am a Dave Matthews devotee and try to catch as many gigs around the states as possible. And finally…I love the Broulet Brothers, Trixie and Katya, and all things Tim Burton.