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Time to Still & Chill, Art & Music

September 30, 2025

After these past two tumultuous weeks launching my new novel, I felt a sudden need to space out for a …

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In the Mood for Love, in Art and Music

August 3, 2025

I’ve always been a romantic. Unabashedly so. A lover of life and all things sweet and sensual, tender and erotic, …

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Seamless Being, A Poem

August 20, 2023

Seamless Being I’m not sure what there is to say anymore about being me,Who I am-was-will-be.We flow together seamlesslyWithout end. …

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Discovering Sinead’s Music – Holy Rage & Sublime Divine

July 30, 2023

I’m a late arrival to the Sinead O’Conner lovefest. I’d heard of her, of course, seen the photos, snippets of …

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Little Red, Lust & Longing in Songs & Stories

March 23, 2023

My last post about the “Slant-wise & Slippery” retelling of Little Red Riding Hood reminded me of a fun and …

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Romancing Life in Art, Poetry & Music

February 17, 2022

I’ve been in a romantic mood lately. Both in the sensual and spiritual sense. This lust for life. This sense …

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“Isn’t It a Pity,” A Fitting Duet for MLK Day

January 17, 2022

If you’ve never heard Nina Simone’s version of George Harrison’s song “Isn’t it a Pity,” I can’t think of a …

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Satie’s Gnossienne, Forking Paths, and Time’s Ever Presence

November 7, 2021

Time-travelling—that’s what it feels like when listening to Erik Satie’s Gnossienne. When I close my eyes and let the music …

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Chopin’s Nocturnes Tinkling the Keys of Consciousness

October 4, 2021

I spent Sunday morning in bed with my coffee listening to Chopin’s complete nocturnes playing on my phone beside me. …

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The Truth Will Always Be

August 30, 2021

Every day I spend listening to music, sometimes stretches as long as five or more hours at a time, while …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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