It's not so much that I write music as it is that I let it flow through me. All of the beauty and pain and enchantment in my world takes it's cathartic exit through the tips of my fingers and into my guitar strings, climbs up from the pit of my soul and out through my voice. What I share with you is raw and open and real.

I've spent many nights around campfires singing into the stillness and mingling with the imaginations of listeners. In these song circles, I've found the enchantment of my community compelling me to keep sharing, keep playing and keep singing.