This week, New York caught me by the hood of my winter coat that I still had to wear, with many layers underneath, this late in the season. It's kapha time, as those in yogic and auyervedic circles express, and all that means is I'm moving forward, yet tugged back, experiencing the sensation that time…
Silver Bells
I suddenly remembered that map I left attached to my fridge when it was too late and we had to take a look at directions again. Yet it was also too early and the wind was not as biting as it tends to be this time of year, so I shrugged, took your hand in…
Time's Thievish Progress 