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Sitting in the waiting area of Meineke while my car is in the shop to receive new brakes. Doing it in anticipation of winter weather, I want to safely traverse the roads here on the East Coast where snow and […]

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Easing my way into the day. Listening to a special Sleepy Hollow on my favorite Philadelphia based member-supported radio station WXPN on Thanksgiving morning. Usually, the program is on Saturday and Sunday mornings. At noon, I will enjoy another holiday tradition, the […]

As a child of the 60’s and 70’s, the rock band that hailed from England and became a worldwide phenomenon is now the topic of a newly released biopic, focusing on its central character, the chameleon-esque Freddie Mercury.  Since I saw […]

My writing writes me. Sometimes the words come through while I am awake, eyes wide open. Much of what pours out arrives in the wee hours, while in dreamland. This morning’s missive was one of those. Recently I was speaking with […]

Sitting in my comfy cozy bed on November 1st, 2018, pondering, as I do every day, the state of the world into which I was born 60 years ago. In my childhood, I felt safe and protected by loving parents, […]

In a recent conversation, a metaphor came to me. I am a writer, after all, and symbols pop into my head like a full to bursting, hot on the stove pan of Jiffy Pop. I was speaking with someone about […]

Each day we are called on to make decisions. What do we want for breakfast? What clothes will we put on? What shoes will cover our feet as we walk out into the world? Even more importantly, what attitude will […]

  What would it be like to live in the vibration of love? Life on steroids. Colorful. Juicy. Peaceful. Soul-nourishing and heart expanding. On a natural high without a need for substances. In synch with your reason for being on the planet. […]

I am sitting cross-legged in bed on a morning set aside from others in the Jewish religion in which I was raised. As a child, at this point in the day, I would be in synagogue, wearing a dress, knee socks […]