We spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and… … we complete yet another loop, but time travels in a spiral rather thanContinue reading “Equinox (Again)”
Last night my Mom and I made pierogis together for the first time ever. I didn’t realize it until we got started, but this for her had little to do with the food itself, and much more with trying to discover how to make them the way her mom made them. Her mom gave herContinue reading “Spring Ahead”
Last Thursday, I performed in a recital for the first time. It was scary, but not nearly as much as I expected it to be. There were about 20 people there (via Zoom), and I was the only performer playing guitar music. Others sang, a few played piano, and one played viola. I felt proudContinue reading “Maracatu”
Shocking, but not in the live wire sort of way.A trillion electrons scattered upon a blanket, Or nestled within cascading waves of hair. A infinitesimal lightning bolt waiting to strike.Electrostatic but dry, devoid of falling rains.Not silent, but free from bangs and booms. …The jolt still sends you leaping across the room. Your hand pullsContinue reading “Static”
Winter solstice, today. Saturn and Jupiter neck and neck in a foot race. So close together yet so far away. Us still spinning in the same place, at a breakneck pace. Something happens “Only every 800 years” every day in space. It still puts a smile on my face. Now, every day will get aContinue reading “Christmas Star”
Getting outside on a warm and sunny day feels natural. It just happens, there’s very little friction to it. When it’s cloudy and a bit cool, not so cool as to be cold, but cool enough to not feel comfy, it takes a bit more effort to get out the door. Like the weather, less-than-idealContinue reading “Cloudy and Cool”
A billion tiny snapshots per day. They blend together at times, if you let them. But you can also choose to let each one pass by in its own separate frame, flickering in and then out of your life like the light of a firefly. Blink. Blink. Blink.
Last night I had a strange dream about a massive rooftop garden in some city, frozen over, nearly a mile up in the sky. I stood in this garden, in the middle of a blizzard, staring at a rickety rope bridge extending deep out into the unknown, presumably to another mile-high rooftop, while so manyContinue reading “Skyscrapers”