A collage of phrases from myths about grief, descent and return, punishment, and what we can bring back from the depths.

A collage of phrases from myths about grief, descent and return, punishment, and what we can bring back from the depths.
New Year meditation on invasions.
Meditation on the new year, transitions, new and old human problems, and a melody from a dream a few weeks ago.
A meditation on the passage of a lifetime, witnessing each other, and hearing our own internal witness.
I wrote this when my daughter was in kindergarten, and recorded it just after she left for college.
A hymn to the inspiration and guidance I feel from flowing water. Five-part a cappella harmony. Straight takes, no editing.
A love poem about a breeze that falls in love with the lake it touches, but is (apparently) unrequited.
An offering of peace for the times when life brings pain.
A blessing: May the nature-of-things hold you in the palm of its hand.
I wrote the first verse of this song in an online chat conversation. That may not seem remarkable, but consider that it was in 1987, when only 10,000 computers were on the Internet, before either the World Wide Web or IRC.