Resurrection Two


When I began the first of 36 weekly posts last Sunday, I did not think of saving the title of Resurrection for Easter.  It was the first day of Spring, with signs popping up everywhere, and until then, my blog lay dormant for two years.  Hence, for this Easter installment, Resurrection Two.  

The last two years I have been tied to the writing of three different columns.  With all of them now over, ideas are gestating until the next one comes along.  The discipline of deadlines is good for all the writing I do.  In the meantime, I’m working on a book of essays about hard learned lessons, and collaborating with Marissa Bridge on an art book called Blossoms Journey.  

Using the metaphors of flowers and Easter, may I remind you that we have many chances to renew, to come alive in another form.  Whatever you do, avoid missing out on them.  Every stage of life brings another possibility of resurrection. Find each one, live it to the fullest, and today, have a Happy Easter.





Dear Readers:

Wild nature of New York is still here, experiencing a resurrection on the first day of Spring.  Marissa Bridge and I have a book idea, and as an exercise toward a finished project, we are posting one of her paintings a week for thirty-six in total, all the images from her series, Silent Journey.  It’s a visual chronicle of orchid blossoms through every stage, a metaphor for the cyles of life in all living beings.

Stay tuned for the next installation.  Life does go on.