The Sounds Outside the City

What I love most about being outside the city, either in rural areas or suburbia, is the sound of people working on their homes. The lawn being mowed, the leaves being blown, single hammers rhythmically aiming for that head of the nail, sprinklers buzzing and twirling, and a stray cat puss-n-boots with mittens and all,Continue reading “The Sounds Outside the City”

Blue Bird Leaving the Nest

Lately I have been thinking a lot about home, and the role it plays in giving us a spiritual center. The apartment where I live in the West Village of NYC has been my dwelling for over thirty years; I have come to think of it almost as an extension of myself–like my arm orContinue reading “Blue Bird Leaving the Nest”