I stumbled upon this video this morning and I’ve yet to stop weeping. It isn’t that Tash suffered poisoning, or that her wife was being treated for cancer-not even the poignancy of her virtual diary.
It’s her spirit.
It’s the love and energy that radiates each and every time she takes the stage-often against insurmountable odds.
My brother is a musician and I saw him struggle through a tour that would have humbled a lesser man. I have always had the utmost respect for the plight of the incredibly gifted- against all odds they persevere-beacons of profound light in a darkened universe.
We applaud your tenacity and cherish your gifts.