Eyes that see. Silence. • Bearer of crucial knowledge. • Tongue held to protect.

Need help? Call on me. • I’ll bear my burdens alone. • Come close. Stay away.

I believe there is beauty in witnessing another’s pain, in not suffering alone. And yet, when faced with my own pain, I tend to go it alone.

Music birthed within • Deafening silence of grief • Where to go from here?

My relationship with music changed when my dad died.