One Hour Karma

On Monday I was outside helping to bring the shopping carts back into the grocery store where I am employed, and I encountered a damsel in distress, looking frustrated, standing by her Mercedes Benz. She had locked herself out of her car, leaving her car key...

A Light in the Tunnel

The first time I met Richard Bartee, whose alias was the ‘D’ Train Poet, I was riding a Manhattan subway. I noticed him right away. Big, black, and beautiful, he was busy breaking the unwritten, but widely adhered to, laws of the NYC underground: mind your own...

The Biggest Secret

The Secret is out, way out. Those who have been entrenched in feelings of powerlessness are finding their mojo by applying its principles. Yay to the setting of intentions, the power of positive thinking, and the wondrous Law of Attraction! Yay to manifesting a...

Adventures in my Bathrobe

In Manhattan where I lived in my early twenties, I was once dared by my housemate to go to the corner store and buy something in my bathrobe. I did it. I remember how exhilarating it felt, as I turned my attention away from other people’s reactions, gently loving and...