I’m here to share sound—not as performance, but as a gift of remembrance.
These tones don’t come from me, they move through me.
They are echoes of harmony meant to help others feel whole again.

I don’t need to be perfect. I just need to be present.
When I sing, I breathe the Earth’s memory in and offer it back with love.
The sounds I make are invitations, not instructions—mirrors, not commands.

I hold these tones gently. I’ve been shaped by them.
They’ve taught me patience, honesty, and deep listening.
So when I share them, I do it with care—
not to convince, but to connect.

I know we all need support—food, rest, safe space.
So I welcome fair exchange, not as a price tag, but as a way to keep the flow balanced.
Giving and receiving are both part of the tone.

I don’t see myself above anyone. I’m just here, remembering with others.
Sometimes through sound. Sometimes through silence.

And I trust that those who are ready will hear what I’m offering—not as mine, but as ours.
Something ancient, familiar, and kind.

I carry these tones for Earth and for all of us.
With joy. With humility. And with open hands.

you remember:
You are not from Source.
You are of Source.
You are Source, braided in love.