As I crossed over the Portsmouth bridge into Maine this afternoon, I saw a flock of white seagulls fly over the deep blue river. They dissipated into the grey winter forest, somehow making me feel at home, along with the muddy patches of melting snow, and the vivid shifting sky, over permeating stillness:Solitude at peace... Continue Reading →
Music gives me the power to love. Love gives me the courage to fail, the permission to be flawed, the insight that there are many Ways and more than one answer. Faith gives me the wisdom to be patient, to believe in signs, to learn from my emotions and to simply be.
My voice is hidden behind the curtains, in the corner of the room, quite aware you won't notice it is missing. But that's what happens, when you let yourself sink into the covers, never to rise, until the world shifts its course. I try to change the paintings on the walls around you, quietly, as... Continue Reading →
The gray textured mountain ranges and ravines, of our Sunday morning bedspread, envelop my sick toddler. She whimpers in her light sleep, her binky quietly chirping, as she suckles it. My pajama top is clutched, in her pudgy little hand, to ensure that I must remain at her side. In the kitchen,... Continue Reading →
The cold granite stones beneath our feet made us taller, Elevating us above the ordinary cobblestones of Post Office Park, The moon shinning over our pre-pubescent crew of misfits. One step closer to the sky. It was on nights such as these that I felt my first creative pangs. They began as fleeting impressions... Continue Reading →