In her latest book "A Course in Weight Loss", Marianne Williamson offers plenty of food for thought about fear. Simple, yet profound statements pop from the page. For example: Fear rather than love has been doing your choosing. (P.64) Whoa! Who among us can honestly say they have never made a fear-based choice? When I first... Continue Reading →
E is for Experimental Music
One of the things I really enjoy about Brighton is singing with the experimental music group, Safehouse. We meet twice a month, on the first and last Wednesday. On the last Wednesday we have booked acts, supported by a quartet of Safehouse players. Last week we were treated to London-based Shabaka Hutchins on clarinet... Continue Reading →
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D is for Dull
Broken wrist equals cast on. Notice how it covers the hand down to the knuckles? and wraps around the thumb? This makes using the thumb awkward. Every time I grip anything, it squeezes a nerve at the base of the thumb making for dropped, and broken, dishes. Today I dropped a cup, last time I... Continue Reading →
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