I understand the languages I understand what some animals want to or are saying to me. Once i was at an event at Muir Beach, it was crowded, a lot of eople there. Out of the crowd came a dog…
View writingThey’d been retired in their new house in the country for a few months when he realized he was starting to lose things. It started with his earbuds. He’d always prided himself on being well organized, and with rare exceptions,…
View writingFrom the moment Paul and I stepped foot in Firenze, I felt embraced…..enfolded in a familiar warmth ( it was July, I concede), a cloud of magnificent culinary smells, spicy and tomato-ey red (or was that my imagination?), and definitely…
View writing“I understand a language I can’t read.” What are we talking about here? The language of love? The gestures, the facial expressions, the caresses, the sighs? Yes. I understand that. Even the eye contact, the eyes different somehow, melting, sort…
View writingI've heard it said that projection is like a magnet. In childhood, whoever it is who is supposed to love us shines the light of their perceptions through the darkroom of our consciousness, illuminating what the child becomes. What they…
View writingFunding for all my films was worth fighting for. It always seemed impossible, but I usually raised the money, got the films made and took them out into the world, where they had various kinds of success, whatever it was…
View writingSteve Hensely, my partner in the Lamplighter’s picked me up at our usual time, and our half hour drive out to McGuire’s, was filled with the two of us going over lyrics with each other, since we’d had so little…
View writingThe Locket My Aunt Maria and my Uncle Thomas almost perished in a house fire in the 1920s. They rented the top floor of a two story house, and the fire was started by the tenants down below who fell…
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