Long ago, in what feels like another life, I wrote a song about visiting back home after I'd moved to Nashville. I was an 18 year old, sitting in a writing room on Music Row with two co-writers in their late 40's, telling them how weird I felt going back to Belleville, Michigan because it... Continue Reading →
Day One.
It's a Monday and it's November 1st. For whatever reason, kicking off a new month at the top of the week has always held significance for me. It's kind of like New Year's or a birthday - a reset, if you will. A chance to pay attention and not get stuck saying (once again), "Man,... Continue Reading →
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Woman. The word itself stands alone. It is powerful. It is big and bold, encompassing every ounce of the spectrum. We feel. We know. And our days never lack in navigating when’s an appropriate time to 'feel' and when it's time to 'know'. During this pandemic, there were weeks I felt I was floating in... Continue Reading →
The Reinvention Of Raye 