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Twenty years ago today, I was in our offices in midtown Manhattan. I hesitate to write about my memories of that day, for my story is unremarkable when compared to those who lived and died, loved and lost. My story is of someone on the periphery – who wandered through the city in a state of horror and disbelief, too stunned to cry. I remember the smell; this massive cloud of ash and dirt consuming the bluest of skies. People hugging each other as they walked to the bridges that… Read more Today

For You

Hi my friend, I came across this card the other day and wanted to send it to you…and you…and you..and keep it for myself as well. The inside flap is blank, but on the front of the card, the following is printed without attribution- “‘Finding yourself’ is not really how it works. You aren’t a ten-dollar bill in last winter’s coat pocket. You are also not lost. Your true self is right there, buried under cultural conditioning, other people’s opinions, and inaccurate conclusions you drew as a kid that became… Read more For You


Hi Dave, For whatever reason, your post this morning served as a kick in the butt and encouraged me to send up a signal. I’m still here with a site of my own, which I have neglected for months and months – I suppose I ran out of things to say (really, I did)…You have spoken for me and for many many more (DK’s site is a MUST) – and I am grateful. And when you have no words, you have photos that have an amazing vocabulary. “I get… Read more Either/Or

A powerful experiment

A powerful experiment A powerful experiment — Read on My dear friend Simon posted this and I don’t think you can watch this and not be moved immeasurably. And I can’t help but wonder if we aren’t looking for connection in the wrong places. Lift up your head and look at who is before you…

Lightly Child, Lightly

Life on Earth is quite a bargain.Dreams, for one, don’t charge admission.Illusions are costly only when lost.The body has its own installment … Lightly Child, LightlyI don’t know about you, but I needed this today…

Humble Lesson

Hi my friend, What’s happening in your world? Are you as amazed as I that an entire day can pass and when I do a mental inventory, I’ve got little to show for the spent hours and minutes? And yet, the days go by – a walk here, a load of laundry there… …oh, and a little free-floating anxiety for good measure. Have you heard the fantastic story of the gentleman in the U.K. who celebrated his 100th birthday by walking back and forth in his garden, hoping to get… Read more Humble Lesson

Muscle Memory

Hi my friend, How are you?  How are your spirits?  Do you feel it as bizarre as  I do to find my days devoid of certain hallmarks that chronicle the passage of time?  I thought today was Thursday, and arguably no 24 hour period is far different from another right now – morning walk, evening walk, FaceTime with my kids and kidlets, reading, cooking, knitting and trying to teach myself how to needle felt (and failing miserably).  As I write, it sounds like I’m doing this sheltering in place pretty… Read more Muscle Memory

Not My Words, Though In My Heart

This echoes throughout my heart… Incredibly written for us all…❤️ The acclaimed Italian novelist Francesca Melandri, who has been under lockdown in Rome for almost three weeks due to the Covid-19 outbreak, has written a letter to fellow Europeans “from your future”, laying out the range of emotions people are likely to go through over the coming weeks. I am writing to you from Italy, which means I am writing from your future. We are now where you will be in a few days. The epidemic’s charts show us all… Read more Not My Words, Though In My Heart