I was thinking about this waitress and how much she helped shape my life. This is from my book “Between the Notes”. I never knew her name, but I never forgot that night! One New Year’s Eve back in my mid-twenties, I was in Portland, Maine, on a concert...
A poem left on a piece of staff paper Just when our love found its cadence, You changed the rhythm to our song. Our harmony was so appealing, Until you turned the dissonance on. Now I’m deeper than blue. Deeper than blue You said our love could not sustain itself, You...
I read a quote the other day from Paul Weinfield about the hero’s journey. ‘In the real hero’s journey, the dragon slays YOU. Much to your surprise, you couldn’t make the marriage work. Much to your surprise, you turned forty with no kids, no house, and no prospects....
