A striking teenager from Sweden is spearheading the climate change movement for the world.

She leads protests, spoke at the UN, and traveled the globe spreading the urgent message of climate change and the effects on the collective.

Yes, a young person is leading the fight against the largest threat to humanity.

Her name is Greta Thunberg.

Rather than world leaders (aka adults) taking bold action in front, she is doing it.

She is the one making a ruckus. She is the one making change.

Why? And how does she do it?

I began to notice and wonder as I watched her enthrall the world. And to those who are not enthralled, I watched as she pissed them off to no end.

Her impact is powerful and great no matter which way you slice it.

I watch her and the adults around her. What does she do? What does she believe? What are the adults in her life doing? How do they act and what do they value?

What I realized is that Greta lives the pillars of Mindful Music. Not only that, the adults in her life do...

Mindfulness is quite the buzz word these days.

I see it everywhere to describe something. Something in wellness, in meditation, in yoga, in spirituality, in business, in education, in really all parts of life.

Why? It’s something that works. It’s something that gives people peace, purpose and many times a life they’ve only dreamed of becoming their reality.

Clearly, I’m a fan.

To me, mindfulness is personal. It’s what I decide it is and who I am when I’m tapped in to it. To me, mindfulness is something that helps me wield my mind and my power in a way that I consciously choose.

Mindfulness is something I use to wield my gifts for the highest good. It’s simple. It’s presence. It’s a practice. It’s a way of being. It’s a way of living.

Mindfulness gives portals of noticing, a neutral gaze, space between and love in every which way.

Mindfulness allows me to stay who I...

I just started the most important work of my life.

Here’s why. 

As a little girl I was free. I loved to sing, I ran around barefoot in tie-dye leggings. I would say I got “the God feeling” whenever I felt the magic of music. I wrote books and swam for hours on end. My wild curls danced as I played through life.

Very simply, I was myself, with abandon. 

For whatever reason, I was dealt a unique deck of cards in my life, like we all are. 

I was born into a highly competitive classically trained musical family. 

I have a family member that has bipolar disorder and is on the autism spectrum. 

I had a near death car accident when I was 16 years old.

I began my classical training and competitions at the piano at age five. It was there where my identity began to shift. Perfectionism seeped into my mind and heart. My output became the measuring stick for my self-worth. I was vicious to...