I saw the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theatre last Sunday for the first time in twenty years and was blown away. I expected the tired hybrid Sally Banes once called “ballez” and found myself in tears from the start of…
I saw the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theatre last Sunday for the first time in twenty years and was blown away. I expected the tired hybrid Sally Banes once called “ballez” and found myself in tears from the start of…
Some twenty people showed up Sunday a week ago for my workshop on the arts as spiritual path at the Unitarian Church of Evanston, and what an enthusiastic group! We did explorations of space and a hand dance (originated by…
Nothing feels better on a cold winter night than standing in the back room at the Hideout and ladling out free, hot soup. But last Wednesday wasn’t cold. It was springlike, balmy and still light at 5:30. Soupnbread founder Martha…
Two nights ago the book club at St. Gertrude’s discussed my book, and what penetrating questions and insights! Some seventeen people had read the book closely, and it felt like they’d moved in and inhabited its pages, calling the characters…
Bread sticks too! Come early before they run out. Actually there is free soup every Wednesday this winter at the Hideout, 1354 West Wabansia, Chicago, 5:30-8 pm, but I’ll be making some of it on Wednesday, March 10. Mine will…
Arriving in Berkeley, California on a sunny day mid-February is an experience of instant spring. Small, pink blossoms drift slowly from Japanese plums, while big magnolia trees are covered with huge white and pink blooms and bright-red camellias adorn their…
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