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one thousand word picture

sometime the most unexpected things show up.  for instance, in this photo i took of first avenue at twilight, what are these things???  how did they get in my photo & what do they want?  it’s been said, a picture is worth a thousand words, any guesses on what’s being said here?




“Do not overrate what you have received, nor envy others. He who envies others does not obtain peace of mind.”
 ~ Buddha


missing leaves

they won’t be back until spring and i’m missing the leaves already.

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“What a person believes is not as important as how a person believes.”
 ~ Timothy Virkkala



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“I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage. I could taste the peach and feel the soft air blowing from a subway grating on my legs and I could smell lilac and garbage and expensive perfume and I knew that it would cost something sooner or later — because I did not belong there, did not come from there — but when you are twenty-two or twenty-three, you figure that later you will have a high emotional balance, and be able to pay whatever it costs. I still believed in possibilities then, still had the sense, so peculiar to New York, that something extraordinary would happen any minute, any day, any month.”
 ~ Joan Didion

the way of it

back on retreat!  well, sort of. . .  i’ll be spending a good part of the summer out of the city and i’m currently enjoying another week at my friend susan’s house in upstate ny, which i refer to as susan’s resort.  the resort is on a mountain in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees, amazing landscapes and all kinds of wild beasts. everyday, rain or shine, i am compelled to go for a long ride to take pictures.

on today’s journey i was listening to wayne dyer speak about the tao by lao tzu. tao is chinese for ‘the way’.  i’ve listened to this cd many times over the last several years and never get tired of  wayne dyer speaking about lessons of the tao, which of course any taoist knows, cannot actually be spoken of.  if you don’t get that – no worries.  to simplify the idea, i can only suggest that it says something along the lines of, ‘we need do nothing for all to be done perfectly’.

after driving for about an hour or so, i realized that i hadn’t noticed any real photo ops.  this has never happened before.  i always see something photo worthy on my excursions up here in god’s country.  maybe i was so into listening to wayne, i had driven right by places that i normally would have stopped for a photo or two.  how unusual.  i decided to pay particular attention to the scenery and looked carefully so that i would be sure not to miss any beasts hiding deep in the woods.  driving about 5 mph for the last 10 miles home, i looked and looked as i listened to wayne talk about finding peace through the tao and how all that is, is already perfect, ect. . . .

as i drove up the driveway of susan’s resort, i was astonished that i had arrived home picture-less.  normally this would have upset me but i felt happy to have had the opportunity to listen to wayne talk about the tao suggesting that to be one with what is, is the way to peace or, (in my words) all things happen for a reason & if you just go with that, you’ll have peace.

when i got out of the car, i let ivan out of the back seat and then went around to the passenger side to get my bag and my camera.  i almost laughed out loud when i discovered my camera wasn’t in the car, but had been sitting on the kitchen counter inside the house the entire time.

wouldn’t that just be the way of it??


“The wise man is one who, knows, what he does not know.”
 ~ Lao Tzu, 
     Tao Te Ching

good morning new york!

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i want to take this time to publicly thank the city for it’s sheer awesomeness!  just imagine all of the greatness that is unfolding on this tiny island as i write .  it’s almost hard to wrap your head around it all . . . .


City Love



what would you love in 2013?


and what would you do to prepare if you absolutely knew it was going to manifest for you?

i am going to meet many amazingly wonderful people, one of which will be my future husband, get and sell the shot that will launch my photography career, write, write & write some more, do my best at the work i love which will compensate me beyond my wildest dreams, be aware and act on every opportunity to serve and finally, stay present and see the joy in every second of every day.

as you can see, i’ve got a lot to do right now so we’ll touch base again later, ok?

many miracles, peace, love & joy to all!



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“All major religious traditions carry basically the same message, that is love, compassion and forgiveness … the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives.”
~ The Dalai Lama

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Dag Hammarskjold

“Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.”
~ Dag Hammarskjold

dizzy in the city

being sick in the city is never fun,  (this previous post explains it clearly) but for the last 3 days,  i’ve been dizzy.  being dizzy in the city is never fun either, but it is definitely worse to be dizzy when the general assembly is in session at the united nations.   although 1st avenue is closed to traffic most of the time, the cars, trucks, suv’s, fire engines, motorcycles, ambulances and hazmat vehicles are all equipped with ear piercing sirens.

(obama’s brigade)



why they feel the need to use the sirens when there is no other traffic and i am trying to be zen in the city,  is a mystery.   when there isn’t a dignitary and his / her entourage passing by with  sirens blaring,  you can clearly hear the sound from the helicopters that are swarming the city.  and even above the helicopters, i hear people protesting.

i totally respect their right to peacefully protest and i’m sure they don’t know how dizzy i am feeling and, i bet they are all very nice people who would tone it down a bit if they only knew –  but i cannot walk the 5 blocks down there right now & explain the whole thing to them.  i should have said something yesterday when i took the picture but i was pretty sure i would be feeling all better by today. . .

i like these people’s method of protest much better:

the falun gong people are very quiet protesters.  i have to admire their tenacity and patience to sit all day in silence with the all the screaming going on down there at the UN.

ivan doesn’t seem to be bothered by any of it. of course he’s presumably not dizzy – but  i think i’ll join him for a nap anyway.

“To enjoy good health, to bring true happiness to one’s family, to bring peace to all, one must first discipline and control one’s own mind.”
 ~ Buddha

“All the citizens of a state cannot be equally powerful, but they may be equally free” – Voltaire

“They say that time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself”
 ~ Andy Warhol

thinking . . .

“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”
 ~ Albert Einstein

i said i’m not going

dog: i’m not going

girl: you want me to drag you there?

dog: yeah, drag me.

girl to stranger: he doesn’t want to go

dog: that’s right.

girl: this isn’t funny. i said get up now!

dog: nope.

girl: please . . . please get up.

dog: staying right here.

girl: you’re being ridiculous – people are taking pictures!

stranger: is he ok?

girl: yes, he’s just being a dope.

stranger: let me help.

girl: omg – thank you! you’re my new bff.

dog:  i hate you.


“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”
– Lao Tzu

a nice jewish boy from the bronx

this is my new friend, herman.  
herman is a self described “nice jewish boy from the bronx” and he was born in 1918. i met him a few weeks ago in a little park that divides the north and southbound lanes of park avenue at 96th  /  97th streets. i was waiting for a phone call before descending into the  ‘no cell  service zone’  at the 96th street train station, and the park seemed like the perfect place to catch a few rays while waiting.  at approximately 3:00 herman walked into the park.  the instant i saw him, i knew i wanted to meet this man. his eyes sparkled and he was so obviously full of interesting stories.  herman settled on a bench opposite me. he seemed so content.  after several minutes i began to walk around the little park and photograph some of the freshly bloomed hydrangeas.  i really wanted to photograph herman but thought he might find it a bit disconcerting for a complete stranger to be taking his picture.
as i passed by herman’s bench, he looked at me and said,  “would you like me to take your picture?”   
“no, but i would like to take your picture”, i said.  
he smiled and asked me what i would do with a picture of him.  i said if he let me interview him, i would put his picture on my blog along with the information he provided in the interview if he was willing to tell me a bit about his life, to which he agreed.
herman began by telling me about december 7th, 1941. he had recently graduated from law school at columbia university and was reading in the columbia law library when the librarian approached him and gave him news that the  japanese had bombed pearl harbor.  being a “nice jewish boy from the bronx”, of course, the first thing herman did was to call his mother.  he realized right away that he would be drafted so rather than wait for the call, herman went directly to the government office and signed up for his military duty.  he was immediately sent to georgia for his first round of training and then on to texas and london for more. herman’s dad spoke german at home and therefore herman spoke the language fluently. he was ready to defend the u.s., armed with brains and german fluency, so they sent him to germany – which had to be quite scary for a nice jewish boy from the bronx.  i asked herman if he was scared. he responded by telling me that the nation was at war and he was willing to do what needed to be done to defend his country even if he had to go to germany to do it.   i didn’t say anything but i was scared for him.  he had no idea how long he would be gone or, i suppose, if he would even return at all.  herman left his girlfriend, asked her to move on with her life and went off to fight the nazis.
herman worked directly with the germans and devised  reports on the effects of bombings in german towns.  the goal was to maximally damage the forces of evil with minimal damage to innocent people. he collected  information from the german people and used it to recommend bombing strategies.  herman knew he would ultimately be responsible for bombs that destroyed the homes and towns of the very people he was talking to.  i cannot think of a tougher job but herman had to keep focused on the higher good and protect the people he loved back home.
our conversation weaved it’s way back to new york where herman ultimately practiced general law at his own firm. i have so many more questions for herman. he has over 93 years of stories to share.  today i will go to the park on 96th street and wait for herman to arrive at 3:00.
“By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.”
~ Confucius


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i want one!

how cool is this?  a giant post-it-note desk. 


i want the kind of brain that thinks this stuff up.

imaginary conversation:

stranger:  “what do you do for work?”

me:  “oh, nothing.  i invented the post-it-note desk. after that i retired & now i spend my time doing photography and philanthropy.

“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club.”
— Jack London

should i fail to return . . .

it’s 91 degrees  and 1,000% humidity above ground, and i’m about to leave my air conditioned apartment and take the subway downtown.   i’m a little scared, although i have not heard of any subway / heat related deaths so far today and it’s already 1:15.  should i fail to return, i leave you with this; my favorite photo:

wish me luck.

“The purpose of our lives is to be happy.”
~ H.H. Dalai Lama



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you are invited to make up your own story about this image and send it to me.



many thanks in advance!

“If you never did, you should. These things are fun and fun is good.”
~ Dr. Seuss 

70 and sunny!

and we’re off to the park to see what’s replaced the april tulips!

 He who does not get fun and enjoyment out of every day…needs to reorganize his life.
~ George Matthew Adams


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pepsi view

just at the end of my block, i get to see this at night.

life is good.  🙂

“Learn to be happy with what you have while you pursue all that you want.”
~ Jim Rohn 


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“The art of listening needs its highest development in listening to oneself. Our most important task is to develop an ear that can really hear what we’re saying.”
– Sydney J Harris


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some days one, some days, the other

Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height.
– George Carlin

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central park life

85 and sunny – a good time was had by all.

“Simplicity is indeed often the sign of truth and a criterion of beauty.”
 – unknown