Amazing band lineup featuring: Will Robertson- guitar, vocals, songwriting Caroline Goldberg- vocals Melvin Myles- vocals Joe Alterman- piano DJ Burel- drums Robby Handley- bass Julia Filson- fiddle Micah Lapidus- guitar, songwriting Liner notes for songs: Intention– this is a Shabbat
A way of life. An ancient wisdom tradition that constantly refreshes. A voice that speaks into the heart of daily living. An invitation to mindfulness. A dance with God. An embrace of the world and creation. A call to ethical
The future isn’t ours to know. But one thing is for sure, we’ll never know what the future holds until we know what the present holds. What I mean is this: If we don’t attend to the present moment, we
It’s 1am. I don’t write much at this hour, at least nowadays. But I got a text message with some upsetting news and can’t fall asleep. The news doesn’t affect me directly, but it upsets me directly, and my mind
Today is a new day. It has never existed before nor will it ever exist again. Each moment is an opportunity to be present physically as well as spiritually. Today will be full of experiences whose meanings will be different
Yesterday I found myself thinking about inevitability and possibility. I found myself thinking about inevitability because of this week’s Torah portion, Vayeshev. Towards the beginning of the portion we read about how Jacob loved Joseph more than his other 11!
Sometimes you have to relearn your own song. The playground matters. Fall is either your favorite or least favorite season. Rarely in between. Cold weather= more pockets! There’s more going on in this moment than can ever be fully appreciated.
Sometimes there’s traffic. Sometimes there’s not. Sometimes it’s so easy to find a parking spot that you forget to appreciate how easy it was. While an affront to the drinker, it’s quite understandable to give the Diet Coke to the
Last night our HOA hosted the annual Halloween party for our neighborhood. 40-50 of us gathered in our clubhouse for a pizza dinner before heading out to trick-or-treat. I don’t know what came over me, but I suddenly felt an
I just read a poem or two. It’s a rainy day and it seemed like a good thing to do. It reminded me that poets exist. Many more than we will ever know. It reminded me that we might be