My Song

Since I was a little girl, I've loved to sing. 

I was singing for the trees, for the animals, for the flowers, for the sky...

I was singing in the heart of nature... I was singing for nature,... 

Growing up, I stopped singing, for lack of confidence, because of the look of others, because of fears, conditioning ... little by little my singing was losing its power...

I was still singing for my children but it wasn't the same intensity anymore.

My drum has revived this flame, this force. 

Today I found the pleasure of singing again. 

I sing in the fields, in the rivers, on the rocks, in the deserts, in the caves, in the forests, in the sea...

At the Gold Museum in Bogota, I was singing with the Mamos in the offering room.

Last summer, I received the most beautiful gift: the voice of healing. 

I sing for my healing, for that of others, for that of humanity.