Legato

Late in life I start to tune this instrument I’ve carried all my years. Its healing and its power fill...

Bright as Birth

Eleven in the morning on a Sunday and I have been alive for 77 years plus some. Is this the...

New Bearings

Upside down and all around. Orientation fades, time to see from my feet, and let my brain rest on Gaia,...

Singing Hildegard

Across eight centuries of time, Hildegard of Bingen flies into me, uplifts the voice of me. Her music brings me...