Making and listening to music is how I reach the deepest parts of myself.
It’s the way I speak my longings—the ones that don’t have words.
Through music I reach a profound place in my heart,
where the rhythm washes away time and space.
No future, no past.
It is that place where I meet sorrow and pain.
It’s there that I meet fear.
In that same space, I also find power and joy.
I rise above fear when I sing.
I release sorrow when I move.
From that profound beat in my heart,
music expands to my body and makes me dance.
I dance to celebrate life.
I dance to see that place within,
and witness the wonder with the eyes of a child.
Always new. Always now.
I heave my legs and bring the earth into vibration—
for that has always been the invitation to the spirits.
We dance as mothers.
As healers.
As goddesses.
Pilmaiquén
