Grandmothers and their joys and waiting patiently for what will be. Read More

By now, you would think at age of 66 I would have some idea of who or what I am.  Sometimes I am a fish swimming into the arms of death.  Others a dream shaking with shakti from meditating and kriyas. As usual the idiot grammar police are slowing down the flow of writing, simply because the… Read More

Everything will be okay. Learning from the young and sharing what we know. Read More

"On Purim we ate triangular pastries." Read More