The Royal Speaker: The Rhythm That Carried Him Home
🟣 Before the Stage, There Was the Floor.
Before I had the words to explain what I was feeling…
I had rhythm.
Before I knew what healing meant…
I had rhythm.
And before the world handed me titles, microphones, or stages…
I had a spoon in one hand and a pot in the other —
playing my way into peace.
What looked like noise to others was my first form of therapy.
Every day, for one hour, I was allowed to return to those same pots and pans.
That daily rhythm helped me regulate, express, and breathe.
It saved me long before I ever knew what I was being saved from.
I didn’t learn healing in a textbook —
I learned it barefoot on a kitchen floor in Longview, Texas.
And today, I carry that same rhythm into schools, memory care communities, mental health spaces, and stages across the country.
Because rhythm still speaks where words fall short.
🟣 This is the pulse of healing.
👉 Learn more about my journey and programs at caseymuze.com
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