The Whisper on the doors

The Whisper 

On the door

Subway Doors

Subway Doors ...

everyday encounters ...

the bold message

"Do not hold doors"

Happy Thanksgiving to all

Happy Thanksgiving to all

Did you know appreciation 

is key to healing

to being happy and fulfilled

Framing a Path

Reflections

Up Close and Personal

Fall Foilage Close in

At beginning of October, I went 2 hours upstate with a friend, looking for the color of the changing leaves ... no luck

At the beginning of November,

New Day ~ New Decade ~ A vision unfolds

New Decade begins this week

The Komen Race ~ Rain ~ High Spirits

Last Sunday, Sept 9th many people gathered in the rain to show that they won't let cancer control their life. 

The Mind ~ Shift

Have you ever walked the same path tomorrow, that you did yesterday? 

Would you consider a Mind~Heart Shift?

Flat land brought to life

Do we ever walk and experience Flat Land?

Routine, bland, uneventful

Do we ever see the Gems in Flat land

that make Flat Land come  alive?

YUKKO And her “Love – Planet - Project”

Yukko is a young female artist. She is married and based in Japan. 

Her work is on display at CRS, 134 Fourth Ave, 2^ndfloor, New York City until August 30^th. 

The Junction ~ Choices ~ Your call

Have you ever been at a Junction?

Where many paths converge

Each pulling at you in different directions

I have

Sometimes confusing isn’t it?

Sometimes upsetting, painful or emotionally draining

A Walk, a Ride, a Miracle, Joy (Pt 2)

Once we docked, my friend and I went to the dockside restaurant and had some refreshment.

We both had our cameras.

Sitting on the terrace of the restaurant with what normally is a gorgeous view of Manhattan, we sat enjoying the  breeze and refreshments.

The sky was pale blue, not a cloud in sight. 

The sky line of the city was bland, the light was flat … hazy.

Not a good time for photos.

A Walk, a Ride, a Miracle, Joy (Pt 1)

 I invited my dear friend to join me in a walk and a ferry ride. Although we both had many other pressing concerns, yet I decided a ferry ride was important for me that day. My friend felt the same way.

Little did I know how the ride and the day would unfold.

Certainly, I felt positive expectations. They were positive yet undefined.