Ask Alice, she’ll tell you…the White Rabbit moves in mysterious ways – comes when least expected, takes sharp turns, leads you into realms outside your own boundaries. Last night, he came calling. Dream? Reality? I may never know. All I remember was standing in the hallway in front of an old disabled elevator I had […]

Dear Friends, Join me in celebrating the soul who championed the best in all of us. May he always walk beside us. Martin Luther King in word, music and image    

It is a time of fever pitch, A time when the very stitch-work appears unraveling And signs of the Catastrophic are etched Upon the face of the deep, I would build an Ark within my heart Big enough to house the dream of life, Strong enough to chart the seas of consciousness Until our moment […]

It’s a pre-Christmas day – cold, mottled sunlight, a few snow flurries. I’m with my guitar, looking out the window…a new song beginning to surface. The melody is haunting and comes quickly. The lyrics start, stop, start… stop – ensnarled in a mesh of critical thoughts, judgements and disappointments. The song slips back into the […]

Thanksgiving Day…we gather around a small table at the back of the kitchen. The cast of characters includes Sammy (of Mountains & Lullabies), The Ballerina in Room 1211, Night Manager Stanley Cooper and the others who had found their way onto the pages of my diary. There is an empty chair beside me, should you […]

Half asleep, in the dead of night…I’m suddenly aware that someone is in my room. A moment later, fingers tap my shoulder…and my eyes fly open. Stanley Cooper, the Night Manager, is standing by my bed looking down at me, eyes full of gleam. “Let’s go cowboy…got a little job for you.” I was about to […]

It’s been said…on the journey from stranger to friend to lover, trust is always the gatekeeper. So it was with us. The first encounter was challenged; the front door didn’t open easily…or very wide. And you took your time… frisking me with your eyes, then your heart…before you smiled and let me in. Once inside, […]

The attack came suddenly, with a twinkle in its eye. Out of nowhere, bits of wisdom and humor began invading the premises, showing up in unlikely places: A quote from Abraham Lincoln – posted in the Hat Check Room; poems by Maya Angelou – taped to a treadmill in the Gym.  A Yogi Berra  classic – stuck […]

It all started with a note on the Hotel Bulletin Board:   “Child missing – female, 15 year-old, brown hair, 10 digit number tattooed on inside of left arm. Any information, please contact Joan Parnelli, Rm 788.”  I read it again. Below these words I could feel the storyline pulling at me – bittersweet and strangely […]

I’m out on the fire-escape with my guitar; back against the wall, night spread out against the sky…the silent roar of eternity all around. Tonight, the moon is huge and luminous, full of poetry. But the day has been difficult and followed me up the stairs. I feel complicated and distant…not the right space to […]