For 11 years after my dad died I avoided music as a means to feel. Pregnancy brought this tool back to me out of necessity and became my first psychic language.*Heads up* I briefly describe a death and also mention vomitingFor photos &amp; added content visit <a href="https://www.arcana-intuitive.com/podcast/the-day-the-music-died" target="_blank">https://www.arcana-intuitive.com/podcast/the-day-the-music-died</a>Website: <a href="https://www.arcana-intuitive.com/" target="_blank">www.arcana-intuitive.com</a>My Spotify Playlists: <a href="https://shorturl.at/X45fs" target="_blank">https://shorturl.at/X45fs</a>IG: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/sarahhildrethrankin/" target="_blank">@sarahhildrethrankin</a>Theme Music: ©The Brow

Purging lifetimes

After a lifetime of suppressing a desire to share my experiences and relegating my inner world to the pages of a journal, I can't hold it all in anymore! It's a lot to be human and we've all got stories-sharing them makes it all feel a bit more manageable. Join me for a messy, unfiltered exploration of being alive and all the subtle & insane moments that make up a life.