I am the biggest baby. I used to talk myself out of the things I loved. Big ideas. Big dreams. All possible and still, I’d find a reason not to start. Fear, perfectionism, people-pleasing, money, time. Same excuses, same result aka stuck, doubting myself, doing nothing. Perhaps I’m mean, but I’ve held myself back more than anything else ever has for myself so convince me otherwise. Some humans are dramatic, we’ll complain about not having space or time instead of just taking

Often I have found that music is pleasure. Music is healing. Music is an escape. Whenever I'd set myself up for singing a phrase, I’ve...