Birds carry messages.
Trees carry growth.
Glass carries light.
Crow carries the tree.
I carry the songs.
This is a place for songs and words that come from being alive.
Grief, joy, anger, humor, dreaming — all of it belongs here.
You don’t have to read everything.
You don’t have to understand it all.
Pick the song that looks back at you.
If you don’t know where to start - this is a soft landing
→ Blue Jay Says Speak
A song about finding your voice, interrupting fear, and letting sound move again.
Listener favorite below - most streamed
→ Crow
A witness song about grief, memory, and the parts of us that refuse to disappear.
Thanks for landing here.
May your feet find their next step without rushing.
A little crow’s on the wire, keeping watch over you.
UGLY BEAUTIFUL — Lyrics
This song comes from the night I gave birth in a rundown Oregon motel. With my history of sexual trauma, a hospital felt overwhelming, so we stayed where my body could stay calm. The room was cracked and strange, but it held me better than any bright, clinical space could have. Ugly Beautiful is the sound of that night—fear humming around the edges, angels in the corners, my husband at my side, and a birth that unfolded quietly and safely in a place no one would expect. This blog tells the story behind it.