You know, I am having a hard time seeing shock jock Howard Stern as any kind of American hero. There he is, with his long dark tresses and sunglasses, putting his fist up in the air like a militant Black Panther, advancing the cause of paid Sirius Satellite Radio. But is that something to admire…

When I took a Buddhist “Gesture of Awareness” workshop with Charles Genoud last fall, he assigned our group of thirty the following exercise: we were to walk around the large dance studio, randomly mixing directions, gliding around each other, not thinking, not doing. “Just walk,” Mr. Genoud reminded us. We walked and walked around the…

“Sometimes, it is true, a sense of isolation enfolds me like a cold mist as I sit alone and wait at life’s shut gate. Beyond there is light, and music, and sweet companionship; but I may not enter. Fate, silent, pitiless, bars the way. Fain would I question his imperious decree; for my heart is…

In addition to the religious music I’ve been playing lately, I’ve found Jackson Browne’s new album “Solo Acoustic, Volume One” a lovely influence. It’s his first live album in twenty-eight years. Many of the songs are acoustic renditions of his hits of the 1970s, so for folk music fans and soft rockers older than forty-five,…

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