My Nine-year-old Daughter Is Very Creative And

I Have So Much Music That I Do. Just Like How A Visual Artist Is Always Sketching Something But They Might Not Share It, I'm Always Writing Songs Or Coming Up With Melodic Lines On Piano Or Guitar. It's Therapy. It's Always Happening.

I Really Enjoy Being The Child's 'welcoming Committee' And To Help Someone Usher His Or Her Spirit Into The World In A Very Peaceful Way Is Very Effortless To Me.

And I Figured Out That The Reason I Couldn't Get Through The Day As Well As I Can Now Is Because I Had Too Many Things On My Mind, On My Plate, You Know, For One Person To Have. So I Started To Eliminate Some Of The Things That Were Too Heavy To Carry And Unnecessary.

I Don't Want To Think Too Much About How I'm Carving And What I'm Carving - You Are Just Carving Away The Excess Clay And There's A Piece Underneath There. And It's Kind Of Like Getting Out Of The Way. Maybe That's What The Commonality Is: It's Getting Out Of The Way So That The Art Can Speak.

During Childbirth And Hospice I'll Sing Gospel Songs That My Grandma Taught Me When I Was Younger, Or Something I've Made Up, Or I'll Hum. I Just Play Things That I Think The Audience Will Like.