🇺🇸 A Letter from my Heart to Yours 🇺🇸
July 4, 2026
To My Fellow Americans,
There are seasons in life that shape you in ways you never expect. Over the years, I have walked through many of these heavy seasons, and they have taught me what it truly means to persevere, to rebuild, and to keep showing up even when the path ahead feels completely dark. It is from this place of deeply lived experience that I offer my heart to you today.
I know what it feels like to face the unknown, to stretch every dollar, and to fight to reclaim a part of yourself that the world tried to quiet. My patriotism and my music do not come from a superficial place. They were forged in the quiet, gritty battles of an ordinary American life—and I believe that the exact same resilience running through my veins is what runs through yours.
I learned how to start over before I even hit my teens. At the tender age of just six years old, I had to leave behind my first childhood homes in the wide-open spaces of Glenrock and Cheyenne, Wyoming. For the first time in my life, I crossed almost the entire nation, moving straight into Massachusetts. As a young girl who grew up climbing trees and riding long school buses through the harshest winters, I was suddenly uprooted, leaving behind everything familiar for a state I had never once visited.
Then, at age eleven, my world shifted again. We packed up and made another full crossing of the nation, charting the expanse all the way back west to Spokane, Washington.
That wouldn't be my last restart. In my early 20s, I looked out across the horizon and crossed the Pacific Ocean alone to attend college in Hawaii—once again landing in an unfamiliar territory where I didn't know a soul. Each of these moves was a complete, hard reset. I had to learn early on how to adapt, how to be resilient, and how to find an unshakeable strength in starting over. Looking back, I realize my childhood was preparing me for the mountains I would have to climb later in life.
I know the exhaustion and the pride of building a life completely from the ground up. At just 24 years old, I stepped into the unknown, launching my very first business while pregnant with my first daughter. By age 28, following a painful divorce, I found myself navigating the world as a single mother. I heard the conventional voices surrounding me saying I should "just get a safe job," but I refused to lay down the vision I carried for myself and my two beautiful daughters.
As a serial entrepreneur since 2004, I chose the harder road. I stretched every single dollar on a strict single-mother budget. I worked late into the night at the kitchen table after the homework was done. I learned how to fix my own car when it broke down, and I pushed towering mountains of snow off the windshield just to get my kids to school on time. It was hard. It was exhausting. But it was mine. I learned that a mother’s love, mixed with raw American grit, can tame any wilderness.
Perhaps the greatest battle of my life began when the world shut down in 2020. I spent my entire life singing. It was my divine instrument, my home, and the ultimate constant expression of my soul. But after contracting COVID, I developed a severe neurological condition called muscle tension dystonia. Suddenly, the very physical voice that had lived inside me for as long as I could remember was trapped. It became nearly impossible to sing, or even to speak freely.
For years, I searched for answers through endless doctors, treatments, and healing modalities. It was a lonely, terrifying season of silence. But I refused to let my spirit die. In 2021, when my physical voice was at its absolute lowest, I launched my metaphysical healing studio to use my other gifts to heal others. Today, through medical interventions and the deep, painful work of releasing trauma, I am fighting for and successfully reclaiming my instrument.
I know what it means to lose a part of yourself and have to fight your way out of the dark to win it back!
🦅 Our Greatest Chapters Are Ahead 🇺🇸
Through all of these experiences—the transcontinental moves, the single motherhood, the financial tightropes, and the quiet battle for my voice—I have come to understand something profound: we are not meant to walk through life’s hardest moments alone.
I carry a fierce, deep empathy for anyone who is standing in the middle of their own "life shift" right now. This letter, and my debut single “My America, The Brave,” is my offering to you. It is a reminder that the courage, grit, and unbreakable spirit that built this nation does not belong to the past—it runs directly through us today.
As we celebrate the 250th anniversary of the United States of America, I am living proof that our greatest strength is often born from the very seasons we thought would break us. Even in our hardest national and personal seasons, the best of who we are remains strong… and our greatest chapters are still ahead.
Thank you to everyone who has bravely shared your heart stories with me. May you find the same quiet, sovereign strength that continues to carry me forward—one step, one breath, and one brave choice at a time.
You are far more capable than you know, and your story is still being written.
With deepest respect and Patriotic love,
Julie E. Harman
Musician, Songwriter & Sound Healer
Mother, Serial Entrepreneur & Proud American
