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never in ny

you’ve no doubt heard the expression ‘only in ny’ .   in 18 years living in nyc,  i’ve heard it countless times – mostly from people visiting from the suburbs.  i now find myself wondering if they ever bothered to take a look around their own environment.  with the lack of anything else going on, one would think someone would have developed a  special slogan for the activities which occur outside of the city.  following is a list of just some of the things i’ve noticed in the last several days that you would never find in ny:

a nun in full habit pulling into the parking lot of the local ‘quick chek’  in a behemouth, black, GMC Suburban.

‘quick chek’ stores (which carry only soda and chemical laden food-like products packaged in boxes or cans)

a baby bambi-like deer with little white spots on her back lying dead on the side of the road.

a speeding pick-up truck with a horse trailer attached and police lights flaring from the dash, crossing a double yellow line, passing a car on a 2 lane winding road.

5 women in the waiting room of the vet’s office – all middle-aged, overweight, with gray hair wearing farm clothes.

11 deer (in 7 different spots) on the way home from my brother’s house (and people are afraid to drive in the city??)

the same parking spot almost every time i come home.

a ladybug on the wall in the living room.

no vegetarian restaurants, group meditation, adult education classes,  frozen yogurt or health food stores in an entire zip code.


“My message is the practice of compassion, love and kindness. Compassion can be put into practice if one recognizes the fact that every human being is a member of humanity and the human family regardless of differences . . . ”
Dalai Lama





zen in the burbs?

 i’ve known for quite some time that our thoughts create our reality.  for just about 3 solid years i’ve been thinking about almost nothing else than having more space.  as much as i love my tiny apartment on e. 73rd street, it’s just too small.  here is a picture of my living room:

  in this approximately 7 x 3 feet of floor space, i live, work, and share with a 70 lb dog. this is the only livable space there is.  an earlier  post  describes my kitchen. every day i dream about having space.  in 22 days this will be the case – only the new space is in nj.

 the question is; will i find zen in the burbs?


“Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted.”
 – unknown