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When I sing, I own who I am. I can communicate purely. When you sing you stop using the language of “Hi, how are you…” You’re able to say things
that are much more profound. Singing takes me to a mystical place where language doesn’t
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The poet Rumi says the wound is the place where the light enters you.
There have been so many times when I was scared to speak up because I was afraid somebody would think I was crazy.
You have to speak the thing that you’re feeling, even if it scares you. You have to tell your story. You have to raise your voice.
Even in the darkest night, you can still find so much light.
I feel like a lot of women—and this is definitely true of me—can be as strong as they want to be, can play this powerful role, but at the end of the day, after we’ve done our work and made our money and taken care of everyone else, we want someone to hold us tight and tell us everything’s going to be okay.
If you stood up for me when I couldn’t stand up for myself: from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
In that moment, I made peace with my family—by which I mean that I realized I never wanted to see them again, and I was at peace with that.
You can’t fuck with a woman who knows how to pray. Really pray. All I did was pray.
(Remember: your tongue is your sword.) Anything that gets your heart rate up is good. Music is that, plus a connection to God. That’s where my heart is.

