Confessions of a Traveling Music Teacher

One quality that feeds my faith in our humanity is how we are disposed to share good things that fall our way. Be it a spiritual insight, a ...

Last year, my daughter Talia and her boyfriend Matt invited my wife and I to an event in San Francisco called The Moth. It’s a venue for sto...

Fast forward now 48 years and here we are again in York. It’s a short ride on the Number 10 bus to Nether Poppleton and so we get ready to s...

I often have felt like I am living out a remarkable story written by unseen hands, with an intricately woven plot masterfully penned in ways...

As promised, I’m thinking about my history with walking and it’s a pretty interesting lens through which to reflect. Perhaps too personal to...

Somewhere around 11 th  grade, I suffered from an inexplicable bout of insomnia for a few months. Never knew why it started or how it ended,...

If the reader will indulge me, a short rant and vent before moving on to the praise of this wild and precious life.    As noted in the last ...