Real

In the summer of 2003, we moved from Boston to Albuquerque, both a…


The Comfort of Normalcy

Our collective nervous system is shot, fried, spent. It doesn’t matter where…


Five Crocuses

Sometimes it seems like all I do, all day, every day, is count things. In “The…


The Sacred Pause Button

We all have our sacred places in this world; Georgia O’Keeffe’s house in…


Yellow Dots

I went to Vienna in search of a flower shop. Several years ago, I read an…


Found

Home...we are found.


Performance Goals

In studio performance classes we have a practice called “performance goals.”…


Five Notes

Every morning in Vienna we woke up to the bells of St Stephen’s Cathedral.…


Pay Attention. And take notes.

Once, a dozen years ago, we spent a miserable weekend in the Cotswolds. It was…


The Essentials

Every August of my childhood, my family would take a two-week vacation to…