I'm Trying Not To Move,

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

When I Am Able To Be Present, Listening - Really Listening - To A Viewpoint Described Through Someone Else's Lens, I Am Here In The Now And Alive.

Every Place You Land In Life Has A Reason And A Lesson.

You Don't Leave People Who Can't Defend Themselves.

I Was Two And A Half When I First Climbed Up And Sat At A Piano.