lessons about how to be an adult filter through you when you're a parent, and you spend a lot of energy hoping that those lessons will stick, that they will carry something forward from those brief moments you have together.
How Tender and Precarious
The totality of life experiences threw a rave, and I was invited to watch.
I didn't grow up eating beans. Well, canned green beans were presented on a plate, overcooked and gray. Unseasoned lima beans, pasty in color and consistency, were thrust upon us every couple of weeks. Canned peas, which I could barely tolerate. But not garbanzo beans, or black eyed peas, or black beans, small red kidney... Continue Reading →
Today Is Ours
Turn to each other again and again.
How I’ve Missed You
. . . my practice connects me to the visceral nature of playing an instrument, the raw thrumming vibration that courses through your body when you put your hands on the keys.