What was the last song you sang?
I heard Townes van Zandt's version of this on my I-Pod when I was out running last night. it's been in my head since.
I heard Townes van Zandt's version of this on my I-Pod when I was out running last night. it's been in my head since.
By practicing mindfulness and nurturing self-awareness. By sitting quietly with a candle and noticing feelings as they arise. By writing something to those I love and cultivating the connections that are important to me. By... More »
A section where people contributed photographs, poems, stories, and essays about nature. even in a big city you would have people writing about birds and small crawling creatures and the occasional errant raccoon. I'd send... More »
I believed that everything was sentient: the sky, the stars, the earth, the puffballs I found in the woods under dry leaves, crickets in corners with their creaky hinged legs, fallen leaves I found and... More »
Language---how it comes together or doesn't in the hunks of it my students hand me at the start of the year. what I can see in between the bad spelling and invented words and run-on... More »
Fortunately, everything, at some time or another.
I've always wanted to write screenplays but have never even remotely tried. I think I'd like to write a screenplay about the lives of the pre-Raphaelites, and one about the life of poet Byron Herbert... More »
Relax. Don't take yourself and life too seriously. Play, have fun, take risks and laugh whenever you can.
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when... More »
my family. My brother, who lives in New Haven with his wife and two kids, is one of my best friends. He's been finishing up an arduous dissertation entitled "Towards a Universal Theory of Human... More »