Come to me For while you are broken and bent My hands, though pained, seek to mend Come to me For while you are unsure and self-mock I hold steadily atop a thin blue rock Come to me For while you you bleed out I will catch your […]
It is finally a sunny morning here in New York City, the city of lights. Night lights, that is. I am staring out my window wishing, hoping for a hot baking sun warming up my arms and shoulder. Nature’s very own heating pad for pains, aches and sore […]
Wandering the streets of Printers Alley Feeling the pulsating beats on Broadway Waiting for the stop light to change At the intersection of Gay and Church street Deep in the pulsating heart of Nashville Where dreams of becoming a star are played out What will be the story […]
It is striking how much Elvis accomplished by such a early age in life. How many musicians nowadays can reach such a stage? How do we, us mere mortals, note our accomplishments without a wall of gold records? When I visit someone’s office I immediately notice their mounted […]
What does our Graffiti say about the state of being? What are the options for those that remain on the margins of society? What can we all do to help lessen the anger and help build up a community? We were all supposed to be in it with […]
Carpe diem. You only live once. Seize the Day. And so on. These are all phrases that can sound so trite. But guess what. That moment does indeed pass. What do you want to do about it? Watch the ship pass you by, while the bird flies away […]
Walking down a quiet random alley in the middle of Curacao, I came across a tribute to an unknown individual and found a moment of peace and beauty: a loved one left behind will find their own way of honoring one’s legacy.
Many, many years ago, in the kooky land of Washington, DC, I worked for the federal government. It was a time of great turmoil in which a president rued the day he laid hands on a certain blue dress. It was a time in which the various sectors […]
My name is Luka. L.U.K. A. I’m four years old and I just visited Italy with my mom and dad. They are pretty cool people, although they are an itsy bitsy obsessed with having me experience the world. Perhaps you read my past guest blog entries on Japan […]
I am going to be upfront with you: it has rained nearly every day that I have been in Italy and I am unapologetically a New Yorker. What does this prefacing mean? I don’t have sun-colored glasses on and I believe with every core of my being New […]
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