Dawn Kinsella

Dearest Clare, I can’t be with you tonight for singing. Am absolutley gutted and feel as though torn from my mother. Sandi and I sang The dark of the moon song the next morning at 7am from the top of the Tor all the way down to near the white spring till we became hoarse and croakey of voice. Exhilarating! The energies were so strong. I love love love your workshops and am longing to return to take more. Enjoy tonight and I will miss you all, sing one for me! Love and blessings.