10/12/2025
She is the woman who hears the whisper before the world is quiet.
The one who follows the sound beneath the sound —
the ancient pulse calling her home.
Her drum is not an instrument.
It is a remembering.
A story woven with hide and heartbeat.
A bridge between what has been held
and what is ready to be released.
She walks between worlds,
soft-footed, spirit-led,
carrying medicine in every beat.
The drum chose her long before she knew.
Long before the circles.
Long before the courage to speak it out loud.
And now…
she steps forward.
Not as a performer..
but as a vessel…
A woman awakening something old,
something wild,
something sacred.
This is her beginning —
a return to rhythm,
to truth,
to the woman she was always becoming….