We’ve been listening to an audiobook called The Loss of a Pet: A Guide to Coping with the Grieving Process When a Pet Dies by Wallace Sife. After listening to 4 chapters, here’s what I know: I could write a better book for people like me, men or others who need help learning how to …
Like so many of you, I struggle with sleeping through the night. It’s a minor annoyance when I’m able to drift back to sleep after a bathroom break, but sometimes sleep does not come. I’ve had 3 in a row and, well, it’s disturbing. Some of my friends are experimenting with marijuana and others take …
Some have said, “grief comes in waves.” That sounds about right. I’ve seen people crumble into a heap of sadness and minutes later function perfectly well. Waves of despair. Waves of Contentment. Repeat. My guess is that what we see/feel on top of our “ocean” is much different than what occurs many fathoms below the …
I’m on the train from Croton-on-Hudson to take part in the 42nd John Lennon Tribute at Symphony Space on the upper west side of Manhattan. This week feels like it’s All-Lennon, All the Time between writing songs at Covenant House in his name and preparing for the Tribute. Thinking about it in terms of Bradley …
Greetings, Friends! Today’s blog post, “Words Are Our Weapon,” is the title of a song I co-wrote with the young adults at Covenant House last night (see the end of the post for lyrics). I’m still buzzing with excitement and energy, so that must be the reason I’m up at 4:00 am instead of sleeping. …
A couple of years ago, I was part of an online accountability group. When that group was no longer a good fit for me, Beth and I formed a new, smaller one with our friends, Peter and Bill. Along the way, I learned a little something about will and surrender, namely, it’s hard to tell …
Beth, Bradley and I arrived home in mid-afternoon after a 3+ hour drive from Long Island. As we passed the exits for our former co-op in Yonkers and the parkway that leads to our previous home in Yorktown Heights, I couldn’t help but glance at the GPS and note “1:42” meaning that we had over …
Today, we are waking up on Long Island. We spent the night with friends, Bix and Holly, and we’re scheduled for a kindergarten concert at a local school in a couple of hours. Long Island is the place where we and other artists developed an arts-in-education business. Beginning in 1993, when we started with libraries, …
During our travels, I had the opportunity to spend some time with a young man I liked a lot named Brad. That’s not his real name, but I think it’s best to give him a pseudonym to protect his privacy. Brad came into the world with female body parts, so his parents named him Barbara. …