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Loneliness and Meditation- Just Say "YES" to Sunday Morning Calm

Last night I felt lonely. It was Saturday night and I was home alone. Usually I don’t feel this way but from time to time I do. There’s a stigma attached to loneliness, at least as I perceive it. Loneliness is seen as unpleasant, a dis-ease. Loneliness is seen as something that should be cured with

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Sunrise- Sunday Morning Calm

I know from many years of experience, the feeling of being out on a Saturday night and then missing out on the next morning because I was too hung over and tired and wallowing in my disappointment and self-loathing and regret. I think there are people who had it a lot worse. I mean, I was never out of control with it, never hit “rock bottom”, but I saw the pattern of addictive behavior and alcoholism probably going back many many generations and at some point decided that it wasn’t worth it.

It becomes a lifestyle choice. I want to be there and fully present for life as much as possible.

Modern Times and The Vortex

Charlie Chaplin Modern Times

Happy Birthday Charlie Chaplin! I saw my first Charlie Chaplin movie this year at the age of 54. I was performing in the orchestra for a cinema in concert performance of Modern Times and I’m so glad that it came up on our season schedule because I learned that I LOVE Charlie Chaplin. He is

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Beat the Beast

I have recently become a huge fan of the artist Banksy. Images like the one at the beginning of this post reflect every indescribably de-humanizing aspect of consumerism with dis-arming humor. His work invokes an emotion, a depth of understanding, that make words a clumsy vehicle in comparison. And his anonymity, his use of public

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I’m Gonna ChangeEverything

Lollie Kay’s Dream Alley… A collection of sound, image, and musings from a sober artist in progress. Drinking and creativity have always been intertwined throughout my adult life. That’s hardly out of the ordinary. Alcohol and artists have always enjoyed each other’s company down through the ages. I’ve grown weary of that companionship and have

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