I was moving some books around on my shelves tonight and dropped one. I remembered that scene in “Next Stop Wonderland” where the book shop owner advises the woman to read something out of a book she drops. Well this was a little book I’ve never read. It’s by Anna Quindlen, who has written [...]
I was cleaning out these old music magazines from the studio and I came across this ancient interview with Coleman Hawkins, widely considered one of the greatest jazz players ever. The interview is reprinted here from the late ’40s. I noticed whenever I had read this the first time (must have been like when [...]
I was noticing on the walk to my office from my local haunt of morning caffeine what became my contemplation for the day. Because I had my umbrella raised against the constant rain I was kind of looking down as I walked. I noticed the incredible things that were going on in the reflections [...]
I don’t generally do traditional resolutions. Although I’m still searching for that elusive cure to cancer and I’d like to lose the flat-tire around my waist, I try to come up with a phrase or saying that I can recall that will sort of be a point of reference. One year for example I [...]
Shades of Grey I was thinking this morning (contemplating) while walking in Lake Park that the light was such that it almost appeared as though I was looking at a black and white photo. I've always loved b&w photography. The dark gray of the tree branches and the whiteness of the new snow were [...]
Back in 1997 I went through a pretty dramatic depression. It was not only attendant to a miserable divorce but also to the things that experience brought me to look at. I underwent a lot of therapy, took antidepressants and slowly learned that the only way out was through; to learn a different way [...]
Each day I try to contemplate one thing of beauty. It can come from anywhere; the color of the sky at sunset, a tree observed on the way to work, a view of the lake or less likely places such as the sound of the train in the distance as heard from my office. [...]
grey sky breaks away now above the clouds now soaring this, the flight (to you) skies are always clear if you stay above the clouds they call it falling sun distracts my eyes from the sweetness of your smile close my eyes now, dream crayon clouds above in a grey blue crayon sky downpour [...]
