Emma’s Barbershop

Emma’s Barbershop

by | Feb 28, 2025 | Friends & Family, Meditations

  To walk through the door of Emma’s Barbershop in Santa Rosa is to enter a portal to the past.  An old school barber’s pole stands in the window, spinning its red and white stripes into infinity. The shop is small and narrow, customers wait for their haircuts in...
One Tangerine At A Time

One Tangerine At A Time

by | Feb 18, 2025 | Love, Meditations

Donald Trump is once again wreaking havoc in the White House. Anger and hatred abound. Me? I’m out there spreading the love and kindness one tangerine at a time. We have several different types of fruit trees in our backyard but a little tangerine tree is by far the...
Solar Light Enchantment

Solar Light Enchantment

by | Jan 26, 2025 | Meditations

Night begins to fall and the solar lights blink on one at a time, it’s a reliable progression. First is the light bulb replica, the incandescent variety basically unchanged since the days of Edison. It hangs from the bare branches of our Asian pear tree. Below the...
Buddha’s Got It All Figured Out

Buddha’s Got It All Figured Out

by | Jan 19, 2025 | Meditations

  In this photo, Buddha’s eyes are closed in a state of silent meditation, his head tilted downward as he contemplates his navel, his body glows in stark contrast to the dull grey fence behind him. Buddha’s hands are in his lap, his thumb and forefingers touch in a...
Deep Dives

Deep Dives

by | Sep 9, 2024 | Meditations

One of the readers of this blog recently commented on how much she enjoys the “deep dives” I do when I write about music. This got me thinking; in pretty much all of my essays, I really do dig in and get to the heart of the matter, I “go deep”...
Throwing Caution To The Wind

Throwing Caution To The Wind

by | Jun 14, 2024 | Meditations

When I was 22, I decided to move from NJ to California. Two months later my friend Kenny and I were on the road west, traveling to a place I’d never been, that I knew next to nothing about and knew no one. I made a life for myself and am still here. In the summer of...