It was 1999 (the record not the year). Lynda came to me and Carol‘s room with the album. She’d just Continue reading
When I was in my early twenties, I had the great fortune of coming to know and Love Hetty (McGee) Continue reading
This day, September Eleventh, is one that many take to remember sadness and loss and death and destruction. But there were also, some pretty creative people born on this day too… Mickey Hart, Harry Connick Jr, Moby, Kristy McNichol, Lola Falana, Tommy Shaw, Brian DePalma… It is also the day we lost Peter Tosh… I will never forget the morning I heard the news. I was getting ready for school…
I sat this morning, and listened to a beautiful offering from a dear friend. Every time I hear it– feel it, which I do often these days –it’s like a reminder meditation, I am elevated to a place of non-resistance and peace. I have shared it with friends, and I am not sure even one of them has actually listened. If one person listens, and feels, all the way through, I bet that person feels the energy shifts as they come. It just gets higher and higher. Today, it is my offering.
Sitting on the corner of Adams and canal If I close my eyes it’s a corner I know Sitting on Continue reading
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I met my inner child on Thursday, three days after my dad passed away. Exhausted from…
Death seems to be sweeping with a broad stroke these days… Icons of eras not yet ended, teachers who inspire, Continue reading
It wasn’t the first time I cursed the stupid decision to buy that army duffel bag, nor a new experience to wish I hadn’t shoved so much stuff into it- but it was the first time I was going to pull my pants down in the middle of the streets and take a pee.