It was a cold night as New York prepared itself for the oncoming Nor’easter. My Seattle jacket was barely sufficient and I thank the excitement for warming me the rest of the way. Even the French were better prepared.Read More
I have a spot reserved in my heart for the small voice that speaks at the exact moment the yammering crowd silences –when the noise parts and the small voice says the thing everyone is to afraid to say—and usually the last thing I want to admit.
lim•i•nal•i•ty: a psychological or metaphysical subjective state, conscious or unconscious, of being on the “threshold” of or between two different existential planes.
I harbor a deep and growing resentment toward the horoscope in the Sunday paper. I repeatedly tells me *today is a 7*. I cannot get past a 7. Every flipping Sunday—7.
Drowning and Swimming – both involve water and splashing about but, of course, you’d never confuse the two. You may think that’s a ridiculous statement but reflect a moment: there are choices you make, things you decide to do that make you sink like a stone in life yet you tell yourself that they represent forward motion.Read More