This is where I breathe and am reborn. This place holds the people that are the salt of the Earth. This place holds an Ancient connection. When I place my feet upon this ground, I am made whole again. I write, paint, sing, cry, release all that does not belong to me. I heal. 

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As an artist, we have to have these places that belong to us. 

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I'm just a woman, forged from fire, built, destroyed, rinse and repeat.

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I have made my mark in so many places. I'm told the ripple effect of my kindness has moved mountians, that my ferocity has changed lives, that my words have helped others step back from the abyss and choose to live. But at the end of the day...I'm just me.