I don't need to say that so much has happened in the world, but also in my home. I became a Waldorf Class Teacher, and have devoted the past 8 years to that and being a parent. My husband, the amazing Morgan Taylor, died suddenly and so sadly on August 11th, 2022. From that, some kind of rebirth perhaps? Still in progress, a journey unlike any I have ever taken before. 

Last summer, I went into the studio with my dear friend and producer, Dean Jones, and he helped me record all the songs that I had written over the past 8 years (most of them in June each year after the school year ended, space opened up, and emotions and creativity would flow). They are songs that I had planned to record with Morgan, but if I had, they would not have been there for me to live into, to have as a pathway for my grief when I needed them. 

Another school year came, and is moving along towards another summer. I hope to release these songs soon. In the meantime, I am planning some concerts, and hope to see you all out there sometime.