Music and language have thrilled my soul for as long as I can remember, but at age 38, I discovered new songs were actually inside my heart and mind. After years of being told (accused?) of being very analytical (admittedly I scored an 800 on the analytical section of the SAT twice and wanted to scream), I wrote off my secret dream of life as a creative. Whatever happened in my late 30’s – hormone surge? mini-stroke? blow to the head ? – it was a dramatic internal shift. I got a brand new lens to see the world through. Many of my words and melodies come to me in the dark of night (or in the car). Because I am slow and stubborn at times, my biggest life lessons have also come through darkness, usually of my own making. I believe this whole crazy world is a setup to showcase love, grace, and redemption, my own soul included. You might think that is naive, but the more I live, the more I believe it.