Monthly Archives: September 2015

“Love seeks one thing only: the good of the one loved. It leaves all the other secondary effects to take care of themselves. Love, therefore, is its own reward.” — Thomas Merton At some point, I can’t recall when, I sent out … Continue reading →

“Between a beginningless beginning and an endless end, each of us is a bridge rhythm in time. A dam, a dance, a narrowing mountain snow melt before it is allowed to quicken and continue. A conversational music, an echoing bench … Continue reading →

I don’t like mice. I’m a bit better now, but at the time my dislike bordered on being a phobia. As for cockroaches, this was my first experience with them. On my first night in the apartment, I swear, both … Continue reading →

I left work at Roy Thomson Hall, even though it had been a tremendous source of inspiration. Aside from the wonderful and creative people I worked with, I got to see the Toronto Symphony Orchestra about three times a week, and … Continue reading →