Hearing voices might make you wonder if you’re going crazy. But what if you find someone else who’s getting the same message?
I improvised this while playing guitar for my daughter as she took her bath.
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.
A contemplative version of the old folk song about leaving, separation, and longing for return.
A blessing: May the nature-of-things hold you in the palm of its hand.