The singing voice reflects all of these patterns and injuries in our bodies through the felt sense of available space, or, the lack of space within our body.

So many people I know manage and control the initial trauma they experienced and never actually heal or change the status quo of how they respond. We have not had a understanding of this deep fragmentation in our society, until now.

We are all trying to find our way the best we can, all of us are gathering pieces of the puzzle and moving forward the best we can. Sometimes when the pieces fit together I catch a glimpse of heaven on earth.

Our voice never lies and will always tell us our inner weather barometer of what we are feeling, thinking and living. Our voice reflects our life. The question is are we listening to what it is saying?

Paint with new colours that liberates others from their own beigeness as well as yours. Do small acts of existence to prove to yourself that the light is indeed the truth and the way.