Take these broken wings

The blackbirds are back. They’re one of the real harbingers of spring, their trilling song reminding us of long, lazy summer days ahead. As many of us are, I’m prompted lately to reflect back upon the year that is just past, now just over a year since The...

The sounds I want to make

Shine your own light Singing is self-expression in its fullest manifestation. We make complex vocalizations to communicate meaning, emotion and state of being. As a classically trained singer, however, I can sometimes get far too prescriptive about the sounds I am...

I am not an impostor. I. Am.

I heart me. There’s been a lot of talk in my circles (both students and faculty) recently about impostor syndrome. It’s felt very present and real. The ubiquitousness of curated social media in our lives and the in-your-faceness of what seems to be the...