ABOUT Sophia

I came into this life ready to dance. I envisioned myself emerging from the womb wearing a top hat, carrying a cane, ready to do a Fred Astaire number to the applause of my waiting parents and the medical attendants. That didn’t quite happen. I picked a particularly difficult family set-up that has necessitated the shedding of many old patterns, both familial and personal.

But I don’t want to go too far down that rabbit hole. I promised you a tale of Happiness, not sorrow. So I’m going to skip over my childhood for the special times that began after I left home.

In my freshman year, I discovered singing. During the holiday season, we sang in a Feast of Lights celebration. It was such a thrill feeling all the voices around me. How excited I was! And then in my junior year, I screwed up my courage and auditioned for a more advanced choral group and was accepted. The highlight of that experience was spontaneously singing inside Hoover Dam on a concert tour. Still get chills thinking about how that felt.

Some years later while I was working as a School Psychologist, I went back to school to study Art. I discovered I actually had some ability if I let my mind get out of the way. It was exhilarating to create something I liked. I especially enjoyed learning to work with clay and ink drawings.

Time passed. I was a wife and a mom, and I received an unexpected gift of $500. I realized I had always wanted to learn to play the flute and now had the funds to buy one That led to so many wonderful times. I went to the local junior college and studied music theory and then took classes in MIDI technology (Musical Instrumental Digital Interface). What fun that was!  I was usually the only female in the classes and certainly the oldest student.

More years passed, and I heard about a college in Vermont that allowed graduate students to create their own Master’s Degree program, which led to me getting a second Master’s Degree in Music. They asked me what I wanted to study, and I said “the effect of sound on consciousness”. The experience was so rich, unusual and fruitful.  During that time, I spent many happy hours at my computer composing music and even published 2 CD’s of my transformative sounds entitled Body Song and Dreaming the Mystery.

So much more could be said including my recent years learning about healing collective trauma and facilitating healing groups. Oh, and I also became a poet and started a podcast called Frequency Fandango.