You Can Tune a Piano, but You Can’t Tuna Fish
One of my favorite bands in high school was REO Speedwagon. They are no longer in my music collection, but to this day I crank the radio and sing “It’s time for me to fly” at the top of my…
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thoughts and reflections about how writing is part of my life
“It is What It is”…or is It?
If you’re anything like me, you’re not sure whether to cringe, roll your eyes, or take comfort and believe in the seemingly overused and abundant exchange of platitudes during turbulent times. We’ve all been on both sides of giving and…
A Lost Story
Technology and Art can intersect at some very unexpected corners of the world. Earlier in the week I received a notification via the Newtown Patch of an Art Gallery opening featuring the work of a regional artist. The event was…
Seventh Inning Stretch
I’m not a huge baseball fan, but I thoroughly enjoyed attending the College World Series in Omaha, Nebraska. I haven’t been for a few years now but I still remember the thrill of finding a parking spot on one of…
There’s No Place Like Home
Second to Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella, my favorite childhood movie is The Wizard of Oz. Back in the days before On Demand, Netflix, Redbox, and hundreds of cable stations playing the same movie over and over again were the days…
Going the Distance
A few weeks ago I expressed my love for the classic Disney films and the recurring theme of wishes and dreams being fulfilled. Characters overcome obstacles, find courage and beauty from within, and learn that wishes really can come true.…
Through the Looking Glass
For the past six weeks I’ve woken up on Saturday morning made a pot of coffee, written in my journal, and raced to my laptop to write about the previous week’s lesson. That was not the case this week; I…
In Living Color…
For years I was baffled as I watched an animated version of Samantha sweep through the black sky and twinkling white stars, loop through the air to draw the B in Bewitched with her broom, followed by the caption, “Now…
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall…
I have to admit I enjoy a good love story every now and again and there’s nothing more romantic than listening to a beautiful song in candle lit darkness in the arms of a lover. I think even men secretly…
Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust…
Yesterday I started out with a plan and it turned into an adventure. The original idea was to ‘kill two birds with one stone’ by going to the Garden of Reflection, a local memorial for the victims of 9/11 for…