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Dear Resistance….

Dear Resistance….

As I share more of my writing and this wild idea of a one woman show about me begins to take baby steps toward a shape, a focus and a purpose, my deep-seated resistance comes up. My mind wants to wander. My stomach churns at the thought of writing and I find...

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Morning Magic!

Morning Magic!

Magic! The wonder of life. My soul needs to remain connected to that, regardless of the craziness happening in life, and the world. Two things I’ve learned about myself in intentionally fueling a wildly diverse career that shifts from one hat to the next quickly is:...

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Welcome back!

Welcome back!

Welcome to the revamped website! It was time for this space to reflect my life and creative shifts in the works. The photos alone are wildly more me, barefoot, out in nature in my gown. It feels right, no? I’m also excited to be blogging again and to share my new...

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Reflections on a month of Mahler: Re-entry

I'm back from a month away in the midwest singing concerts of Mahler Symphonies 2 and 4. What a month of absolute joy and now I'm back in the saddle in Sacramento! I've been receiving warm welcome home texts from friends, but there was one in particular grabbed my...

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“A Gesture of the Poem’s Behalf” – Part 5

Knowing ahead of time that certain performances will change your life is a bit daunting. Daunting because it can be difficult to remain present in the moment. Ego wants to take over and "make it perfect" or "prove I'm worth this amazing moment in time". These recitals...

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“A Gesture of the Poem’s Behalf” – Part 4

Our first coaching session together had been in January 2016 after my disastrous audition in Houston that previous December.  My confidence level was shaky, at best, and that is not the singer that belonged in this rehearsal. Wanting to please this living legend was...

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Dear Resistance….

Dear Resistance….

As I share more of my writing and this wild idea of a one woman show about me begins to take baby steps toward a shape, a focus and a purpose, my deep-seated resistance comes up. My mind wants to wander. My stomach churns at the thought of writing and I find...

Morning Magic!

Morning Magic!

Magic! The wonder of life. My soul needs to remain connected to that, regardless of the craziness happening in life, and the world. Two things I’ve learned about myself in intentionally fueling a wildly diverse career that shifts from one hat to the next quickly is:...