I think I was just like every 15 year old girl writing love poems in my diary. I just never grew out of it. I grew up in small town Minnesota and there wasn’t much to do in the winters. I caught a rather aggressive strain of writer’s angst and I couldn’t seem to put down my pen. I wrote blogs, and poems, and lyrics and I had so many I didn’t know what to do with them. Saying writing was my hobby would be putting it simply. It was my therapy.
“I wrote blogs, and poems, and lyrics and I had so many I didn’t know what to do with them.”
I eventually escaped small town Minnesota for small island Hawaii when I was accepted to a Peacebuilding Program at University. When free time found its place in my life, I started to host poetry nights around the island. I would be performing my work and teaching small workshops and I felt my insides come alive in a way I didn’t know was possible. Helping people express their inner world through writing poems and lyrics felt like something I was meant to do. Not only was writing now my therapy, but helping others write became mine too.
“Helping people express their inner world through writing poems and lyrics felt like something I was meant to do.”
Upon graduation, I accepted a job in Poland that allowed me to travel Europe and teach workshops in art therapy. It seemed too good to be true. I believe when we have found our purpose, opportunities will unfold in the strangest ways. I continue to see this in my life. I went from small town Minnesota to being an international trainer in art therapy. Through bizarre and unlikely circumstances, I met Ira Young who told me of his dream to teach music as a way to build inner peace and I was hooked on his idea. I knew poetry and lyrics, he knew music composition, and eventually we merged our passions and ideas into Cathartic Expressions which has allowed us to use the power of music and writing as a way to heal and help people from all around the world.