My Story

Holding a formal degree in dance trained my body to keep a sharp pulse on my health. In 2019, at 40 years old, I was impacted during a hit and run and, within seconds, my 40 years of being so attuned to health as a classically trained dancer served me little. As a new paraplegic, I have learned that this body can be fatal. It is a full time job keeping it alive with my arms, mind and mouth. I have researched, studied and memorized me. This mystery, the mechanics of my spinal cord injury commands my attention. I rely on instinct and education. Due to a rare spinal condition from the injury in 2019, I developed Syringomyelia and learned I couldn't stop the paralysis from ascending further, the identifying symptom indicating the cyst is growing . There is no cure or warning, the rising paralysis is thus far irreversible. And the location of my cyst is inoperable.

My Why

I always cheer for the underdog. I have felt heavy discord complaining in the wake of others who have struggled before me, longer than me, without the independence to reach their own smile. Hats off to their warrior spirit. My secondary condition, Syringomyelia  (Syrinx), is always looming. I have reverence for the silent strength of Quadriplegics. The potential of that circumstance is very real for my future. My voice aches to echo their language. While my frequency is still in tact it is of my immediate attention to engage the masses who may listen. Their strength built my fire. What I now know is that on June 30th of 2019, I swapped my licensing as a Financial Representative at Northwestern Mutual for an apprenticeship in love and awakening. As a witness to social imbalance, it is my assignment to breathe sound into the gray and quiet the sea of any needing a shield. I am a backbone to those needing a space to inhale color back into their own story.

Contact Information

Text: 336.338.8417

Email: stillinmyprym@gmail.com