


Will the REAL YOU please stand up?
Who are you known as? Who are you REALLY? Why am I asking?? I’m asking because I realized I actually hide the me I most feel I am. I think most people know me as a ‘harp player.’ And it’s true. I am. But it’s not what’s important to...
I’m so happy to see you!
I was scrolling through LinkedIn, trying to be social when it hit me: I was seeing poses. Like animals, frozen in a pecking order, flaring out feathers, puffing out chests. And LinkedIn isn’t nearly as intense with that as other social media. And here’s me...
we fear … yet we could love
The thing I hear most from people about what holds them back is “fear.” We know what we long to do and we fear doing it. And that fear becomes a habit. A habit that’s lodged in our bodies and in our minds. A loop of thought and feeling that becomes so solid we...
The Cat Food Fight (I’m losing)
I recently made a list of the areas in my life where I’m not living a life I totally love. There are 24 of them. One is dealing with the back-end administration of creative projects. Another is romance. And then there’s the the food fight between my two...
My Life is a Joke
Yup. My life is a joke. Not just any joke. A very particular joke that my stepfather, Larry, used to tell. He was a child psychologist and I’ll use his official terminology – perfected in child-psychology seminars, no doubt. So here’s the joke: A team of child...
Dear Creative Adventurer … Discovering the Strings of Passion
Every week (or so) when I send out to the people on my email list, I begin each email with “Dear Creative Adventurer,” and that started a couple years ago. So … what is creative adventure – and why do I address you as a “Creative Adventurer’? I...
Snow – the Precipitation of Innovation
Well, it’s snowing in Boston – and I just escaped to NYC as a major nor’easter is about to hit the area with a foot or more of snow. It reminded me that it’s BOSTON SNOW that was one of the driving factors in my determination to create a new instrument for...
Chappy Chanuka
This is an archive post ~ originally published Dec. 23, 2011 When I was 12 and living in North Carolina, I wanted to send my grandparents a Hannukah card. I’d never celebrated the holiday, since only half my family was Jewish and that half – my mother...