Ever since childhood I’ve felt called by the spirit world, and the power of sound. This particularly occurred through the exquisite words forming in my consciousness like wonderful prayers, and I’ve always basked in the magical words of great poets like Shakespeare, Blake, Byron, Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats. What I mean by this is that the sounds arising from beautiful poetry and prayers have always deeply resonated within my being, providing inspiration, and opening portals to the mystical, otherworldly realm of spirit.
This significantly occurred when I had evolved beyond an early sensory confusion and discovered I was a synesthete. Synesthetes experience unique sensory crossovers, and in my experience, this meant that I saw sound as light. Words literally light forms that flowed, and I found it impossible to read, considerably frustrating my teachers. However, after a period of mutism, at ten years of age, my sacred Mother had the brilliant idea of placing me in a Church Choir and I began to read through sacred song. I literally floated on the flow of the breath and the melodies as one, for the sounds of these words I felt in my soul, and a door opened in my consciousness.