There’s a place behind my heart. I believe we all have it. The place where our deepest passions lie. So deep sometimes that we find it difficult to talk about, and sometimes won’t even let ourselves think about. Dreams, desires, the things we want to do, places we want to see, and most of all the people we want to be. I don’t believe I was born with these passions just to be “messed” with. I believe this is the place of who I am. I remember lying in bed at night as a little girl terrified by the idea that I wouldn’t play music. Not just one day, but for the rest of my life. I didn’t even know how to play the guitar yet. It amazes me the desire that burned within me before I ever became that. When I was gifted the opportunity to learn, I devoured every moment of it. Music pulsated through me when I listened to it, when my mother and her sisters would sing in three part harmony in the kitchen during family gatherings, and finally, when I began to play it and create it for myself. It saved me. Playing music let’s me know that whatever is behind my heart, was meant to live and breath through me, as me. I believe this for all people. Music inspires me, and it’s always been a Source of inspiration and connection for me. Whenever given the opportunity to share it, this is the place I come from. Inspiration – the place behind my heart.