Author, Yoga Instructor, and Singer

 

 I have two songs going out through Symphonic Distribution this year around Thanksgiving, Nov. 20, 2024. "I'm Thinking Again" about domestic violence and "8 Hours I Wait" about human trafficking. Please see video clips of these songs here on this blog not too far off from this post. Photos from Pixabay.com. Song Lyrics: 8 Hours I Wait 8 hours I wait for someone to see me crawl I want to breathe again I wait to breathe again 28 more days for this fortune to take place that I’m so destined to right now without anyone 8 hours I wait for someone to take me from this place to see where I’ve fallen where I’ve done no wrong 8 hours I wait 8 hours I wait for you to take me from this place so dark so dreary no thought   no choice to this theory 8 I wait   8 hours I wait for someone to take me from this place to see where I’ve fallen where I’ve done no wrong hours I wait 8 hours I wait from this place that took me so far from this time with lace that hurt me so badly 29,

https://www.overdrive.com/media/11258558/the-purple-sun  through the Libby App.

 

  Photo from pexels-carlos-santiago-421908853-19276104. Song in video Putting Up a Brand New Trajectory by Lori Jan Finnila. Panty Party Verse I don’t want to feel bad From you telling me what to do Cry from you hitting me Feeling bad for doing something for me Chorus I’d rather be dancing in my panties With nobody beside me All alone It’s my time It’s a party Verse I don’t want to clean for you I don’t want to cook for you Wash your clothes, especially you’re underwear Be your slave like in a Nazi camp Verse You can’t touch me if I tell you no Rape me in that cold day Take advantage of my tears  Tell me you love me when you don’t  Bridge I don’t have to fight your wars Just because I think you should Half the time you don’t know  What you’re talking about Chorus I’d rather be dancing in my panties With nobody beside me All alone It’s my time It’s a party Panty party No men invited

At YouTube

  https://youtu.be/TtjhHYi95rQ?si=N3aVHcVrQuXRLGxf

  Photo from Women’s Health.gov. My mother was told while I was tied to our cellar stairs as a toddler that it would be good for her to spend time with, a cop and his friend by them in our small town of Westford, MA in the 60’s. She was an illiterate Portuguese woman with a 4th grade education and with only a green card and sexually abused at 14 in Portugal by her uncle being tied to a chair. Imagine.  

Out November 20, 2024 through Symphonic Distribution.

Out November 20, 2024 through Symphonic Distribution.

  You know abuse might have taken away my hands to write long, my body to move as gracefully in my dance, my mind slow to remember at times, but my body is beginning to feel the flow again: there is hope.