I spent my first week in India studying Yoga at a college where they study Ayurvedic medicine. Ayurveda is a science dating back 6,000 years! And it has proven that every…
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Don’t expect me to bow down to you – I am not your ladyship bowing my way to your door. I am not a pliant adaptor to your rigid ideas. I…
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In Central Park there is a memorial. It’s called Imagine and is for a very special man named John. He lived a long time ago. And played a guitar. He sang…
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In these heated daysI need bits of rainDropsTo replenish the sea.ScorchingThere is no undercurrent.…
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Right now I am writing with an orange pen, and drinking Kombucha juice of the same color- faded orange Tang. This in honor of my new friend Chris. He is new…
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When I am writing a song I go to another dimension- it’s like I get out of the way and the song just comes through me- like it flows out of…
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Anger is a weird emotion. People tell me not to get mad, or say, “Whoa”! when I get mad, but isn’t anger one of my colors? Aren’t I supposed to live…
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In these lazy days of summer I like to listen to mellow music, and daydream, and wish the skies were not so gray in July, and wait for the sun to…
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Dark night, you ravage my nights and dreams, haunting me with your pain and desire for dark moons and waves. Dark moons around me, reflecting my soul, this moon that sees…
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Sometimes it starts with a note or a lyric. Just one note. I sit with this word or note all day. Like waiting quietly for a squirrel to come near you.…