For me, finding my voice parallelled the experience of losing my mind. As I relinquished the pieces of my mind that had held me captive for much of my life, I learned when, why and how to express myself. I was still rough around the edges (and I’m still not as refined as I would like) so although my communication skills left a lot to be desired, my points were clear and irrefutable. I found my confidence. I trusted myself. I found my passion. I inhabited my truth. I figured ish out. I found my voice. And now I give voice lessons.

“It is your responsibility to use your voice in ways that honor God and your inherent abundance.” ~The Strength of Our Voices