Do Birds Still Sing in Gaza
Writing at my neighborhood café. Early morning as a raven sails on the wind’s currents high above. I pause, lost in the beauty, the grace of this bird. My spirits…
Writing at my neighborhood café. Early morning as a raven sails on the wind’s currents high above. I pause, lost in the beauty, the grace of this bird. My spirits…
In this moment, perhaps grief is all we can share -- silence--a mourning beyond sound and words. Perhaps our tears flow into one cleansing stream as musicians channel our deepening…
When I first read the affirmation: “My peaceful, joyful thoughts protect me,” instantaneously, a current of electricity rippled throughout my body, up and down, and out my fingers and feet. …
These days, it’s easy to feel big emotions. Anger. Fear. Loneliness. Grief. Sometimes, we can’t even name what we’re feeling but we know things don’t feel right. Sometimes we want…