Small sign left outside the Amesbury Quaker meetinghouse:
Nothing can be great
Without first being good.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Small sign left outside the Amesbury Quaker meetinghouse:
Nothing can be great
Without first being good.
Nobody knows how many gods and goddesses there are in Hinduism. Some say more than 100,000. They’re likely to pop up in places like the ashram in my novel Yoga Bootcamp.
Here are ten of the most popular.




The more she learns about her great-grandmother in my novel What’s Left, the more reason Cassia has to be curious about her roots.

Wendell Berry’s two Muses (Standing by Words – highly recommended – page 204): “There are, it seems, two Muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say, ‘It is yet more difficult than you thought.’ This is the muse of form.
“The first muse is the one mainly listened to in a cheap-energy civilization, in which ‘economic health’ depends on the assumption that everything desirable lies within easy reach of anyone. It is the willingness to hear the second muse that keeps us cheerful in our work. To hear only the first is to live in the bitterness of disappointment.”
Here, a different slant on work from an unabashedly Christian poet and essayist. (North Point Press, San Francisco, 1983.)
Stravinsky and his dictum, “Limitations make art.”
Heifitz’ love of movies yet no time to attend.