Reflections on a 10-year memorial
Reflecting on the 10 years that have passed since my beloved mother left this world. The thing I miss the most about having Luba Lee in my life is her warmth, as I can feel the places that are colder…
Reflecting on the 10 years that have passed since my beloved mother left this world. The thing I miss the most about having Luba Lee in my life is her warmth, as I can feel the places that are colder…
With the darkness of the war between Israel and Hamas descending, there is a feeling of helplessness, and many will pray in whatever way that makes sense for them. And of course one can contribute to significantly support those in…
I never thought I'd do this in my blog, post an horrific image such as one with Hamas militants with a victim's body. I only know that facing the Truth is particularly brutal right now, and doing it with sensitivity…
Okay, I know how that might sound, but it's the song about the wisdom way that I found, that was written to accompany the book I've been working diligently on. "Something to Sing About ~ A Songwriter's Story of Stumbling into…
I chose a picture of, well, air, to be the image of what is essentially a review of the movie "Air". I was so taken by the story, so deeply moved. So much so that the morning after seeing the…
At the last Seder I shared with my Mom, her friend made this house out of matzoh and flowers, a creation I thought worth sharing. Each year as the spring holidays emerge, I find it remarkable that the pulse of…
Today I remember my parent's wedding anniversary. We got to celebrate their 50th 3 years before my Dad passed. What a joy it was to be in their presence then, surrounded by their many loved ones. And for me, another…
I've been working on my book for years now. So much information, so many songs, interesting adventures, stories, journal entries, insights, wrong turns, magic and miracles, healing ... As I complete my second draft and go into a serious edit…
When I first heard the phrase, 'beauty hunter' I was struck by the idea. And ever since then I have taken it to heart as I loved the idea of being on the lookout for beauty. I believe that the…
As I sit listening to the fireworks, catching the fleeting fireflies, while the bullfrogs provide the rhythm section, the crescent moon turns yellow. I am reminded once again of the thread of gratitude for my connection and desire to reach…