Singing has always been a part of my life since I was a little girl, however, I have very few memories of singing in my youth in a spirited and playful way. My memories of singing in adolescence was always connected to performance - to being good. As a young girl, I wanted desperately to be good, and I quickly lost the joy and aliveness and creativity of music. Singing became another thing to be good at - and another thing for others.

It was not until my mid twenties that I began to reconnect with singing for me. I remember after ended a couple dysfunctional and not so healthy relationships, I finally had space in my whole being to explore my authentic voice and self. And I found them to be one in the same.

Walking in the woods in the Berkeley Hills, I would let my voice ring out in ways that surprised me, and felt the natural world responding to the sound coming from me. Feeling suddenly very connected with every plant and tree and animal around. It was bliss. It was connection. It was a feeling of such safety and belonging. It was Home.

I had never known that a connection with the voice, is a connection to the feeling of belonging. Of coming home.

In the years since, I have enjoyed the refinement of my voice, the cultivation of many songs that come through inspiration and communion with nature, or connection with loved ones. And for the past few years have enjoyed guiding people into their own playful, heartful, exploration of their voice and authentic joy.