In Her Voice, In Her Spirit - "People I've known."

(Authors note: On her burgeoning career - working with Frank Yeigh)

Something is unfurling. The past few years have been growing with intense possibility...slowly, like the deepening embers of a fire when the air hits it just right. I have been propelled by some sort of catalyst...and here I go - wild, sure, steady, and armed with words.

I have had the pleasure of working with my old friend Frank Yeigh recently. I performed at the Young Men's Liberal Club in Toronto at his request. This performance cemented something in me that I can't yet define...a feeling of being on the edge of something wonderful. I have been honoured the past few years with my first published works, recitals at ceremonies in Buffalo and Brantford, and also the pleasure of performing lead roles with the Dramatic Society...and with my most recent recital in Toronto, it felt as if something had become so real. During my recital of A Cry from an Indian Wife - I could swear that upon seeing the bewitched look on the audience faces, I could almost hear this word...plain and affirmative - "Yes."

I believe it was destiny again. First touching my life at Chiefswood, and now speaking to me - saying through those frozen, captured expressions - "Yes." A hundred times over...yes...my journey is ready to be steered. I am at the helm.

And so it is...after my performance it was discussed that Frank should be my manager. And now I am charged with the task of approval from Mother. Despite my nervousness over seeking her approval, I feel so fervently that this is the time...this is the beginning of everything.

Inspiration is growing out of me like tiger lilies. They are bursting into bloom...and growing everywhere...everywhere. A fire inside that cannot be contained...let it burn.